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Creekside Church
Sermon of January
16, 2000
"Today and
Tomorrow "
I
Samuel 3:1-10
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Rev. David
Bibbee
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Back
in the mid-eighties, a photographer captured a moment in time
on the sideline at Soldier Field. It was the time the Chicago
Bears were riding the crest of a winning wave. It was one
of those cold, cloudy Chicago see your breath days. The Bears
were playing the Packers. During a time out the photographer
snapped a picture of quarterback Jim McMahon, dirty and bloodied...his
helmet with grass clumps in it pushed back on his head. He
was talking with his back-up quarterback, Mike Tomczak in
his clean uniform. McMahon looked fifty. Tomczak looked like
a fourteen-year-old choirboy. Though listening intently and
respectfully, Tomczak's posture seemed to say, "I appreciate
your input, but when it's my turn under center, I'll do it
my way." What made the picture complete was the caption. It
read, "Today and tomorrow."
The process is as old as
time itself. There is a leader whose gifts have long been
honored and respected, but the march of time has carried
him past his prime, and necessity dictates that a new leader
step forward...and behind him is another wannabees preparing
for the day when his name is called.
This passing of the mantle
is the subject of our text from I Samuel three. Eli was
a chief priest. He was old, with sons who were priests.
Young Samuel was ministering to the Lord under Eli's supervision.
In Hebrew the name Samuel means, "One who is from infancy
to forty." Tradition has it that Samuel was twelve, the
same age as Jesus when his hunger for the scriptures and
God was apparent.
The text begins, "The word
of the Lord was rare in those days." The preaching was pitiful.
The bottom fell out of church attendance. People thought
they would get more from a few extra winks rather than go
to worship. The pitiful few that did attend couldn't tell
you the difference between the Torah and a tambourine. Eli's
sons were fleecing worshippers, taking the choicest sacrifices
for themselves and using the power of their position to
engage in sexual trysts. "The word of the Lord was rare."
But the winds of change had begun to blow.
Late at night as the world
slept, with Eli in his usual place and Samuel in his next
to the ark of God, a voice woke Samuel. "It was Eli," Samuel
thought. Always ready to help, he came to Eli and said,
"Here I am!" "What do you mean, 'Here I am!'" Eli said.
"You called me." "I did not. You were dreaming. Go back
to sleep." But again Samuel hears his name and went to Eli.
"Here I am. What do you desire?" Samuel asked. "I desire
sleep. From now on, no more pizza before bed for you. Now
go to sleep!" Eli said.
Samuel wasn't frightened
by the voice. There was a beckoning quality to it. But he
didn't conclude, "Ohhh...it must be God." Samuel ministered
to the Lord, but verse seven says he didn't yet know the
Lord. He hadn't heard God's voice. Eli had just dozed off
when Samuel woke him again. It had to be frustrating-like
it was for the hardware store clerk who watched a duck waddle
up to the counter and ask, "Hey, got any grapes?" "No we
don't, so get out of here!" A little later the duck waddled
back, "Hey, got any grapes?" "I told you once, no! Ask me
again and I'll nail your feet to the floor!" The duck waddled
out and in several minutes waddled back in. "Hey, got any
nails?" The clerk said, "No!" The duck replied, "Good! Got
any grapes?"
And for the third time Eli
heard "Here I am." Then it finally dawned on him. The Lord
was calling Samuel. Now imagine for a moment you are Eli.
You have spent your entire life serving God. You daily and
diligently study the scriptures. Every day you pray and
listen. You listen and pray. As high priest you speak on
behalf of God to the people. Listening to God has been your
life. The word of the Lord was rare in those days. If God
would speak to anyone, it would surely be you.
Finally God speaks...but
not to you. He speaks to a twelve-year-old who doesn't know
a fraction of what you know. God bypasses you for a kid.
It became apparent to Eli that the sun was setting on his
today and rising on Samuel's tomorrow. In one respect, Eli
wasn't surprised. His sight was shot. His son's shenanigans
had aged him fifty years. He had been at it so long he was
no longer performing his priestly functions from the heart,
but out of habit instead. He wasn't as passionate as he
used to be. The dwindling numbers at Sabbath services didn't
bother him anymore. Eli's heart just wasn't into it. And
when he heard Samuel answering God, "Speak, Lord, for your
servant hears," he felt like his space was more valuable
than his presence.
It's not easy to hear this
story from Eli's perspective. I have always felt like Samuel.
God interrupted my plans when I was nineteen, and put me
on a path I never would have chosen for myself in a thousand
years. I know what it's like to have your life plan scrapped
and to be handed another agenda instead. People would say
to me, "You're a minister? You look so young for a minister,"
or "The church needs young men like you to pump fresh blood
through our spiritual arteries." That's what they used to
say. Hardly anyone tells me that now.
My Samuel days are behind
me. I've learned to change what I can. I'm beginning to
accept what I cannot change. And I'm gaining the wisdom
to know the difference. Years ago William Beam, the dean
at Bethany Seminary said, "Things are changing so fast today
that you have to run as fast as you can to keep from standing
still." Well, life is much faster today. Much of the information
I learned in seminary is now obsolete. The climate of the
churches has changed that much. It's a new day that requires
new tools to spread the gospels. Just as the power shifted
from Eli to Samuel, the greatest signs of life in the church
are shifting from established traditional churches like
this one, to new churches that are springing up like Dandelions
with worship to a decidedly different beat, and organization
to do ministry in a new way to face current needs.
I got a phone call from Eli
last week. Asked if I wanted to join a support group for
washed-up religious professionals who have been replaced
by the "young bucks." I get depressed, sometimes, but not
that depressed. I still have time to listen to the spirit
and help the church through changes to insure it will continue
to have a ministry tomorrow.
I wonder, do you think Eli
liked Samuel's music. I ask this because I had a talk with
an older person who said they were considering another church.
"But why?" I asked. "There's just too much going on. Decisions
have been made and changes are happening that I can't accept."
"What changes?" "I just can't stand to listen to this new
music in church. It's not worshipful, and it's too loud!"
I don't know if Eli liked Samuel's music, but when Eli finally
caught on to what was happening to Samuel, he realized God
was speaking to this young boy in a way Eli couldn't hear
or understand.
What speaks to one generation
may not speak to another. God's message to all generations
remains constant, but not the means. The wonder of God is
that he speaks in ways each generation can hear, and a reason
the church has continued though the ages is it's ability
to adapt its way of sharing the gospel. I heard a bishop
say, "I'm all for change, as long as we don't have to alter
anything." Our willingness to accept carefully considered
change today determines what the church will be tomorrow.
If I'm speaking to anyone
here who is struggling with change and the pain that goes
with it, let me say this. We can't escape change. Life is
change. As we grow older we face changes in our health.
Like the grandmother whose granddaughter asked what it was
like to grow old. "Put cotton in your ears, pebbles in your
shoes, and put on rubber gloves and smear Vaseline on your
glasses. That's what it's like...instant aging!" In addition
to this there are life's changing circumstances...like letting
go of family, friends, and possessions.
This individual I spoke of
earlier also said "We're too old to adapt to all these changes
in our lives and in the church." To this I have a word of
pastoral counsel..."Baloney!" You cannot change who you
are, but you are not too old to change what you do with
who you are. It's about changing allegiances. To receive
an installment on the glorious things God has promised,
we appreciate the past, then let go of it, and let God guide.
Can we be open to the new life and energy that today's Samuels
bring to the church? You don't have to like the music, but
young churches can teach old ones new tricks.
You need Samuel, but Samuel
also needs you. Samuel heard a voice, but didn't know it
was God's. It took Eli, who had spent a lifetime listening
to God to tell young Samuel who was calling. Youth needed
guidance. Eli stands for the older, faithful generation
that "has" what the younger generation "has not," simply
because they have not lived long enough. The Samuels among
us need the Elis among us for you have experience, wisdom,
and insights about God and life which must be passed on
to tomorrow's children.
It's not an eloquent way
of saying it, but we need to fill in the gaps.
Sir Huber Von Herkomer founded
a famous painting school in the late 1800's. Picture an
old man watching this brilliant painter at work. The old
man is so proud, because the painter he watches is his son.
The elder Herkomer was a sculpturer, and has come to spend
the last years of his life in the home in his famous son.
As he witnesses his son's
genius, the father feels overshadowed, insufficient, and
totally succeeded by his son. That evening he asked his
son for some clay so he could while away the lonely night
hours. But like Eli, his eyes were failing, and there was
a big gap between what he envisioned and what he achieved.
Every night he went to bed frustrated and depressed. After
several days, his son noted his father's depression.
That night, while his father
slept, Hubert slid silently into the room and went to the
modeling table. Night after night he entered to work just
a few moments on the sculpture. And each morning his father
woke and gazed at his work with new pleasure. Each morning
with tears in his eyes he said to himself, "It's not as
bad as I thought. I've still got it after all."
The father taught his son.
The son gave back to the father. They filled the gaps with
love.
Long ago the silence of night
was broken by a voice that hadn't been heard in a long time.
God called a new leader for the future...a new leader with
lessons to learn from one who lived a life of service to
God.
Let's pray that listening,
learning, and love will prevail between the generations
represented here so that we, all of us, may be granted strength
for today, and bright hope for tomorrow.
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