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Creekside Church
Sermon of September
21, 1997
"Who He Is
Not, Who He Is"
Mark
8:27-38
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Rev. David
Bibbee
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Two
hunters were flown into a remote region of Alaska for a trophy
hunt. At the appointed time the charter pilot returned. He
looked admiringly at the two enormous caribou the hunters
had taken, but said, "We won't be able to take both animals.
They exceed the plane's carrying capacity. You'll have to
leave one behind." "But last year the pilot let us take two
on a plane this size," the hunters complained. The pilot still
had his doubts, but finally said, "Well, if you did it last
year, I guess we can do it again."
So
the plane took off with three men, two caribou, and cargo,
but the plane couldn't gain altitude and crashed into a
hillside. Miraculously, no one was hurt. The men climbed
from the wreckage and one hunter said to the other, "Where
do you think we are?" The other scanned the terrain and
said, "I think we're about a mile east of where we crashed
last year."
To
get further along in life often requires leaving behind
attitudes and ideas that bog us down. To grow in our Christian
walk often requires releasing conceptions of Jesus that
distort who he is and make of him something he is not in
order to bring him down to a convenient, manageable size.
"Who
do people say that I am?" Jesus asked the disciples. "John
the Baptist. Elijah. One of the greats from the Prophet's
Hall of Fame, maybe." "And who do you say I am?" he asked.
This is the question asked of everyone who would follow
Jesus. "Who am I?" It is not a question of what others say,
not what they told you in Sunday school, not what sounds
good, rather who do you say I am? Obviously our answers
will be shaped by what we have heard, read, and been taught,
but what you say is important because your answer will determine
your actions.
"Tell
me your image of God," someone said, "and I'll tell you
your theology." The Lord is as big or as little, as specific
or as vague as your answer to, "Who do you say I am?" allows
him to be. To some he is a parking attendant. While working
in a suburban Chicago church during seminary, I met a very
well to do lady who said, "Jesus never lets me down. When
I go downtown to shop at Saks or Marshall Fields, I drive
around the block and pray, ūDear Jesus, help me find a parking
place.' and he always does."
To
some he is an ATM machine. "I had a twenty-dollar bill in
my wallet," he said. "I put it in the offering plate. I
thought of what else I could with it, but I decided not
to withhold it from the Lord." That afternoon I opened my
wallet and there was another twenty-dollar bill. What I
give to him, he gives back to me."
Tune
in to the TV evangelist or one of the Christian talk shows
and listen to the image of Jesus being portrayed. "He wants
to help you with all your needs. Ask and he'll give. He'll
give you financial security. He'll make you successful.
He'll give you a happy family, fix your problems, cure your
aches and pains, heal your disease (if you have enough faith).
Jesus is the best deal you ever had. Who is this
Jesus? He sounds like a guarantor of the good life.
Have
you ever noticed how large the self-help therapy section
at the bookstores have become? Self-help is big business,
what with all the disorder, distress, and dysfunction in
our society. People are losing their grip and will latch
onto whatever comes along that claims to offer a remedy.
Get what you want out of life. Maximize your potential.
Realize your dreams. Just do what Dr. Laura or Dr. Ruth
tells you to do. Buy the book and get with the program.
Patch yourself up and get yourself going with these ten
easy to understand, easy to apply steps. But to where?
Lots
of folks find themselves in the same fix as the affluent
lady who was walking down the street feeling blue. Passing
one of those up-scale image emporiums, she thought a change
would do her good. She had the massage, mud bath, manicure,
and makeover. Two hours and three hundred dollars later
she walked outside and shouted, "I'm a new me!" And then
she said to herself, "Now where was I going?"
There
is no self-help therapy, no quickaholic technique whereby
we can fix ourselves by ourselves. We are left wanting and
are set up for the next psychological fix that comes along.
We need more than therapy. We need a Messiah. But what kind?
While
at St. Mary's this week, I asked some of the sisters the
question, "Who is Jesus? Who do you say he is?" Sister Julie
said, "He was a person like we are who grew in the knowledge
of who he was. His knowledge and vitality were drawn from
prayer. He was taught by Mary and Joseph, but he was also
open to what came to him...you know, like the remarkable
things that children come up with that no one taught them.
They simply receive it and don't question it."
This
reminded me of the story told by Madeline L'Engle whose
friends brought home a new baby girl. Her three-year-old
brother wanted to hold her alone. Anxious that something
might happen, they said he could be alone with her as long
as she remained in the crib. They left the room, but curious
about why he insisted on being with her, they peeked around
the corner and listened. He leaned over the crib and said
to the baby, "This is very important. I need to know something.
What is God like? I forgot." I wasn't prepared for Julie's
response. She sat there at her computer and she cried. "This
crazy world works overtime to make us forget who we are,
doesn't it? So if you ask me who Jesus is, I'll tell you
he is the one who helps us remember, and shows us who we
are and what we are supposed to do with our lives."
Back
in 1966 a book was written that accurately predicted what
is happening in the church today. The book was called, "The
Triumph of the Therapeutic". The author predicted that the
Christian faith would be turned into a self-help therapy,
salvation reduced to feeling good, church transformed into
theater, Sunday sermons and emotional strip-tease, liturgy
as psycho-drama, church music as entertainment. It seems
the most frequently asked questions after church today are
not, "Did the service cause me to change my thinking?" or
"What is God compelling me to do?" Instead, worship is evaluated
on the basis of: "Did it make me feel good?" "Did it meet
my needs?" "Did it confirm what I already believe?" The
question, "Who do you say I am?" requires more of a response
than, "He's my personal problem-solver, or He gives me everything
I need, or He helps me live up to my potential and gives
me a positive attitude." Who needs Jesus for that? If that's
all we are after we can find it in the hottest new book
or motivational tape series. You don't need to go to the
trouble of learning about Jesus or committing your life
to him, and you certainly don't need to come to church if
that's all you're interested in. We don't need Jesus for
that.
We
need him for something else. Something bigger. Something
more demanding. Though we aren't always in touch with it,
the great hope that keeps bringing us back to church is
the belief that there is more to life than what WE want.
There is something bigger. Like the psalmist said, "Lead
thou me to the rock that is higher than I. (61: 2)" After
Jesus asked the disciples, "Who do you say I am?" Peter
blurted out, "You're the Messiah...you're the Son of God.
You'll dispatch the Romans. You'll put muzzles on the Pharisees.
You'll take care of all our problems." That's what Peter
thought. Imagine Peter's expression when Jesus said he would
suffer, be rejected, killed, and in three days rise. "If
you will follow me, you'll say no to the self, take up a
cross, lose your life." I challenge you to find a self-help
book anywhere that says you'll be a success by saying no
to yourself and risk being a failure in the world's eyes.
The disciples had to re-think their ideas about the Messiah.
So do we.
After
talking with Sister Julie I went across the hall to Sister
Arlene's office. "Who is Jesus?" I asked her. "He's my model,
my example, my savior, my lover, my friend," she said. Then
she paused a moment. "But he's more...he's a challenge.
He tells me I am to be a servant to everyone. I know it.
I believe it. But so often I don't want to do it. He doesn't
always give me the answers to my problems. I wait on Him
with my faith knowing he won't offer me an easy out. He'll
ask me to do what he did. He'll ask me to be a servant,
take up a cross, feed his sheep. Jesus is a challenge."
The
world wants us to forget who we are and who Jesus is. It's
done a good job of getting us to reduce him to a personal
problem solver, not someone who questions, judges, and demands
more from us. No wonder Peter wanted Jesus to stop talking
about suffering. That's not the kind of Messiah we want.
But this is the kind of Messiah Jesus is; the kind of Messiah
we need. Once a priest announced that Jesus himself was
coming to church the following Sunday. The church was packed
to see him. They expected him to preach, but he only smiled
and said, "Hello." Everyone offered him a place to stay,
especially the priest, but he politely refused. He said
he would spend the night in the church.
He
left early in the morning before anyone arrived. When the
doors were opened everyone was shocked. The church had been
vandalized. Scribbled everywhere was the word, "Beware."
In large letters and small, in pen, and pencil and every
color of paint. "Beware." Wherever the eye rested, there
it was. "Beware, beware, beware." The people were shocked.
Irritated. Confused. What were they to beware of? It didn't
say. They thought of painting over it all, but didn't only
because of the thought that Jesus had done it.
The
mysterious word beware began to sink into people's minds
each time they came to church. They began to beware of the
scriptures so they were able to profit by them without falling
into a know-it-all rigidity. They began to beware of the
sacraments. The priest began to be aware of his power so
that he was able to help people without controlling them.
They began to be aware of how easy it is to become self-righteous.
They began to beware of prayer and their notions of God
so they could recognize him outside the confines of the
church.
Now
the word is inscribed over the entrance of the church...in
bright, multi-colored neon lights. Beware.
Our
need is of something more than a new self-image or a fix
for all our troubles. Jesus came to pull you out of an old
world and put you into a new one with a new set of values
and different set of wants. He gives no incentive of an
easy way; no sparing us from pain or perplexity. What He
gives is himself and the promise to stand by our side, come
what may.
The
biggest mistake is to turn into someone merely helpful.
Jesus pushes our understanding of him like he did his disciples.
Jesus calls us to follow, gives us one way to go...the way
he went...the way of sacrifice, the way of self-denial,
the way of service, the way of salvation.
Who
is he? Our ultimate challenge and our eternal hope.
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