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Creekside Church
Sermon of January
31, 1999
"The Foolishness
of God"
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Corinthians 1:18-31
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Rev. David
Bibbee
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I have
a friend who was always inviting me to visit his church some
Sunday. "Thanks for thinking of me, Phil, but I work on Sunday,
remember?" "I know...I keep forgetting. Say...how about the
next Sunday you're off? Will you come then?" He wasn't going
to take "no," for an answer. So I gave in and went with him.
If nothing else, I felt I should honor his persistence.
I had
driven by his church often and noticed the parking lot was
usually full. Outside of Phil, I didn't know anyone in this
church, nor did I know anything about what this church believed.
There was nothing distinctive about the building. You knew
it was a church just by looking at it. There were greeters
at each door who extended a very enthusiastic welcome. I
was impressed by the numbers of people who introduced themselves
and expressed how glad they were that I had come to worship.
It felt good to be noticed. I can't recall when I've been
around such nice people who were so warm and hospitable,
that is, of course with the exception of you.
The
ushers seated us near the front of the sanctuary, and I
started checking out the order of service, leafing through
the hymnal and admiring the beautifully appointed sanctuary,
while the organist played a soaring prelude. The chancel
was adorned with colors and candles. A little flight of
spiral stairs led up to a large, lighted pulpit. The choir
and presiding pastors wore striking robes. Then, as the
prelude neared its conclusion, a small, bright spotlight
illumined the space above and behind the chancel, and what
I saw surprised me.
Suspended
from the vaulted ceiling was a large wooden chair. "That's
odd," I thought, and then I did a double take. It had straps
and wires on it. I leaned over and said, "Phil...that looks
like an electric chair." "Well," he said, "it looks like
an electric chair because it is an electric chair." "But
why in the world does your church have an electric chair
hanging from the ceiling? Is today youth Sunday?" "No, it's
always there." "Was old Warden Winslow from the penitentiary
a member here...was it a memorial from his widow?" "No,
that's not it either." "Well then, maybe you can enlighten
me." "I know it might seem morbid, but the electric chair
is the defining symbol of our faith." "You're joking!" "Not
at all. By itself it tells the story of the Son of God sent
to save us." "I'm listening..."
"You
picked a great Sunday to visit," Phil said. "Every year
on this Sunday we have the veneration of the electric chair."
"You venerate it?" "Look, I know this seems strange, but
if you'll just listen to the minister and keep an open mind,
he will tell you the story in his sermon. Hopefully you
will understand." I didn't want to be a rude guest, so I
decided to make the best of it. "I'm all ears," I said.
As
best I can understand it, the one they call their Savior
was sent to earth to restore the unity that had been broken
between God and humanity. He traveled through cities and
towns preaching and teaching the new thing God was about
to do, calling people to be part of it by changing their
ways and following him. He healed the sick and had compassion
upon the downtrodden, and in time had an enormous, enthusiastic
following.
As
Phil's minister told the story, the religious establishment
of that day was threatened, and the savior fueled their
hatred by naming their failures as leaders and making unkind
remarks about them. He knew what would eventually happen.
This is why he said to would-be-followers, "Whoever is not
daily strapped to the chair and does not follow me, is unfit
to be my disciple." The religious leaders conspired to kill
him, but not wanting to take the blame, they enlisted the
help of the government. The State Attorney General and the
President of the State Pastor's Conference had him arrested
and sentenced to death. The governor was asked to pass the
death sentence on the Savior, but after interrogating him,
the governor said, "What has this man done to deserve capital
punishment?"
The
governor would just as soon have released him, but times
were hard. People were up in arms over taxes, unemployment
and the like, and they wanted to take their anger out on
someone. Outside the prison, the governor suggested to the
large crowd that another prisoner on death row be executed
instead. "He's done nothing to deserve this." "Electrocute
him!" they cried. "Let me give him a stiff fine." "No!"
The chorus grew louder, "Electrocute him! Electrocute him!"
The governor's heart wasn't in it, but it was an election
year, and the polls showed he was vulnerable. The Savior
committed no crime, but the governor found it expedient
to give the public what they wanted.
The
minister said that the Savior and two other inmates on death
row were led to the infamous room on D-block. It would be
the first triple execution the state had ever performed.
The three sat in shackles, waiting the final five minutes
in case the governor changed his mind and ordered a stay
of execution. When the time had run out, the first inmate
was taken to the chair. As he went, he cursed the Savior,
"If you are who they say, save yourself and us." Later as
they came for the second inmate, he spoke a blessing to
the Savior. "I hope you'll remember me." "You'll be with
me," the Savior said.
Finally,
they came for the Savior. As they secured the straps, the
guards mocked him..."You saved others. Let's see you pull
the plug and save yourself. My, my...where is God when you
need him most?" As the guards slipped the cloth hood over
his head to hide his face, he was asked, "Any final words?"
And he said, "Father forgive them, because they don't have
any idea what they're doing." Outside the prison his followers
were holding a prayer and candle vigil, but they were far
outnumbered by the cheers of the death penalty supporters.
Inside, the signal was given and the switch was thrown.
The witnesses behind the observation glass heard him cry,
"Father, into your hands I commit my spirit." One of the
witnesses was visibly shaken and said, "I think he is who
they say he is, and this is wrong." Lights flickered all
over the city, and everything was thrown into pitch darkness
during a three-hour power outage.
You
need to know this story has a good ending. Their Savior
was resurrected, and in the preacher's concluding remarks
he said, "The electric chair is central and crucial to our
faith, and suffering, death and resurrection are inseparable.
The Savior promises us victory, but we always must remember,
'No chair, no crown.'" At this point in the service everyone
stood, made the sign of an electric bolt on their chest,
and the chorister led them in singing, "The Old Rugged Chair."
As we walked to the car Phil asked, "How was it? What did
you think?" I said, "Well, Phil, it was certainly different."
"When's your next Sunday off so you can come again?" "I
think it'll be awhile, Phil. Probably about three years."
I wonder...did
this shock you? Did you find it offensive? Far fetched?
Ridiculous? I hope so, because this is exactly how the gospel
message sounded when Paul preached it. Crucifixion was a
ruthless method of execution which the Romans found very
effective in subduing rebellions. It combined physical and
psychological torture. The victim was stripped naked, nailed
up in a public place and mocked while dying a slow, agonizing
death.
The
Greeks prided themselves in their intellectual sophistication.
Life was all about the pursuit of truth and enlightenment.
Wisdom was salvation. Reason ruled. Then came Paul saying,
"God has revealed himself and his plan for dealing with
all that keeps us from God by allowing himself to be nailed
to a cross. "The word of the cross is folly," he said. The
cross, a demeaning instrument of torture, is salvation?
How absolutely absurd. The pinnacle of foolishness. "The
Jews want signs and the Greeks want wisdom, but we preach
Christ crucified," Paul said, "a stumbling block that Jews
and Gentiles crack their shins on, but to us the power and
wisdom of God."
What
a difficult thing to grasp. God in Jesus Christ comes in
ways, people and places the world considers as weak. They
thought they were making an example of Jesus. Government,
law and order, intellectual achievement, military might...these
are the gods which make the world go round. But in Jesus,
God made an example of all that we thought mattered. "Show
me a wise person. Bring me your 'know it alls' and I'll
show you a foolishness that is wiser than all your so-called
wisdom," Paul said.
Do
you remember years ago when they put those stickers on your
car after it passed a safety inspection? The sticker said,
"Drive safely-the life you save may be your own." Somebody
said, "This is the wisdom of the world in a nutshell." But
Jesus says, "Take all the necessary precautions to save
your life and you'll lose your life."
We
sing, "Our God is an awesome God", and sing it we should
for if there is one thing we know about God's being, it
is most certainly that God is awesome. But ours is also
an odd God, and if there is another thing we need to know
about God's being, it is that he is revealed in people,
places and circumstances that do not seem very awesome.
God
in Christ makes himself most visible where crosses are carried.
In nursing homes. In funeral homes. In homeless shelters.
In cancer wards. With the handicapped. On deathbeds. It
is so difficult to comprehend, much less see, when we follow
the world's way to wisdom...a good education. A good job.
A good salary and pension plan. A good name for good standing.
A secure spiritual life basking in the promises of eternal
security. No crosses here.
But
while the world seeks signs and wisdom, we preach Christ
crucified. And when our securities are stripped away, when
a diagnosis confirms your worst fears, when a loved one
is gone, when fortunes change and there is nothing left
to lean on, then we see the foolishness of Christ in a new
light. What seemed foolish makes sense.
As
Eugene Peterson translates Paul: Human wisdom is so tiny,
so impotent, next to the seeming absurdity of God. Human
strength can't begin to compete with God's "weakness."
Remember
the song, "What Kind of Fool Am I?"
Well...what
kind are you? Which would you rather be?
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