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Sermon of February 24, 2002
"Too Good
To Be True"
John
3:1-17
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Rev. David
Bibbee
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Some
people are afraid of the dark. Some don't mind it. Some
prefer it especially thieves. Sometimes we go places and
do things where we do not want to be seen.
This
was the case of a man who discretely made his way one night
down streets and alleyways to meet Jesus. His name was Nicodemus,
a well-known Pharisee who wielded considerable influence.
We don't know if the rendezvous had been pre arranged, or
whether he just showed up in the middle of the night gently
tapping at the door or pitching pebbles at Jesus' bedroom
to wake him. We do know he did not want to wake the neighbors
and risk being spotted by people who would recognize him.
You
couldn't blame him, really. Nicodemus was a highly respected
man who probably was a member of the Jewish Sanhedrin. I
picture him as an older man. He was wise, theologically
articulate, and not only knew the law forward and backward,
but lived it to the letter. Yet for all his knowledge, all
his wisdom, and all his obedience, Nicodemus was in the
dark. Despite his good standing before the law, the assurance
that he was right with God and would enter God's kingdom
eluded him. Everything on his spiritual things I must do
list had been checked. Still, something was missing.
Nicodemus
had heard about Jesus. He probably had seen for himself
the healings Jesus performed. What he saw led him to believe
that Jesus was a man of God. He believed just enough to
seek Jesus out, but not enough to do it in broad daylight.
Nicodemus' religion was musty
full of, "You must
do this, you must do that," but there was little joy
or life in it. "Rabbi, we know you are a teacher come
from God, or you couldn't do the things you do." But
Jesus saw through Nicodemus' flattery to the heart of his
concern. Nicodemus had taken his first step out of the dark
and into the light. "No one can see the kingdom of
God without being born from above," Jesus said, or
as most of us have learned the passage, "We must be
born anew, or born again."
In John's
gospel, people consistently misunderstand Jesus. Nicodemus
wanted to get a grip on specifics. He wanted a blueprint
for his life to get over what was bothering him. "Born
from above? How can I do that?" Nicodemus asked. "How
does a patient in the geriatric ward get into the delivery
ward? How will I squeeze back into Mama's womb? How can
an obese man get into a phone booth without someone shoving
from behind?"
Notice
what Jesus didn't say. He didn't say rebirth is something
of our doing. When some born again Christians talk of their
experience, they talk about it not as a gracious gift from
God, but an achievement. They wear "born again"
like a badge and tell others, "You're not really a
Christian unless you are born again
like them. You
have heard the imperative "You MUST be born again!"
I call this, "do it yourself" salvation. Go to
Lowe's or Home Depot. These are the temples where do it
yourselfers worship. Check out the library near the entrance
full of books on how to "do it." They show easy
to follow, step-by-step instructions with detailed illustrations,
everything you will need to build a garage or a gazebo.
We've
been taught, "You can't earn your salvation or work
for God's love." Our head believes it, but the core
of our being doubts it. We have been trained to rely upon
ourselves. "Don't ask anyone to do for you what you
can do for yourself." Tell us what to do and we'll
do it. Come to church every Sunday morning and night
and Wednesday nights, too? We'll do it. Read only Christian
books? We'll do it. Read the Bible more, pray more, give
more, and criticize less? Of course we'll do it. But if
we do, will it be enough to pass? Then will we be born again?
No, Nicodemus, we won't.
Being born into the living hope given us in Jesus is essential
and continual. But "born again" language can cloud
our understanding. Jesus didn't tell Nicodemus to be "born
again". The Greek verb is "anothan" which
means, "born from above." "Anothan"
also means, "from top to bottom." It descends
upon us. "Love divine all loves excelling, joy from
heaven to earth come down."
"But
how can it be?" Nicodemus asked. Jesus replied, "You're
a teacher of the law and you still don't get it? Have you
had your hearing tested lately? It's not born again. It's
born from above. Quit lashing all those ladders together.
Don't try climbing, one step, one effort, one deed at a
time. You'll never climb high enough. It's not bottom to
top. It's top to bottom, heaven to earth, God's stretch,
not our strain.
How
far back can you remember? I remember an experience from
age 2. My son John says he remembers his birth. I asked
him what I was wearing at the time but he didn't remember.
How far back can you remember? Back to when you were a gleam
in your parent's eyes or a thought in God's mind? Did you
bring yourself into being? How did you manage to get yourself
out of that dark, cramped, little world of amniotic fluid
and into a world of light and sight and sound you never
knew existed? You were pushed out? Who pushed you? We had
nothing to do with our births. It was beyond our control,
and so is spiritual birth. We can desire it, pray for it,
be open to it, but when and how, is beyond our control.
While
Nicodemus kept asking Jesus, "How? How? How can it
be?", a gust of wind blew, causing their clothing to
flutter and dance. "That's what it's like to be born
from above," Jesus said. "It's like the wind.
You don't know where it came from or where it will go. You
can't summon it. It's God's doing."
I remember
when I was young, trying to sleep on hot, muggy summer nights.
We had no air conditioning. My bed was next to the window,
but it gave little relief. The air was absolutely still.
The curtains hung motionless. But there were times the curtains
softly swayed. The leaves on the maple tree outside my window
began to rustle. A breeze was blowing. It brought fresh
air and cooling relief. The wind of the Holy Spirit is like
that. It's a gift we receive.
Do you
remember when the wind blew and you were changed? Last Sunday
during the last hymn, Dave Eis was singing like the rest
of you. Then came the refrain: "Jesus, light serene,
eternal? Glorious Sun of righteousness! Morning Star of
all the ages, with thy beams our spirits bless." Dave
thought of his father. The hymn was his dad's favorite.
He thought of his father's hard life; how hard he worked
and how little he received. There was sadness, but the sadness
turned to an assurance that his father's life wasn't lived
in vain.
In the
last two months four of you had similar experiences. You
came to church with the weight of grief. You came though
your heart wasn't into worship. You came with diminished
attention because you were preoccupied with other things.
You came without any expectations. Then you sang and the
wind blew. You didn't know why, but something grabbed you.
A beam of God's love descended, and you were reduced to
tears. It wasn't in your plans.
Through
the Holy Spirit, ordinary lives become born from above lives,
joy-filled God's love-filled lives. During Lent we consider
the lengths to which God went to have us. We think of the
reasons new life SHOULDN'T come to us-our failures, our
sin, our neglect of God and those who need us. Living our
lives in ways that are unpleasing to God. We would be hopeless
if we had to change ourselves by ourselves. That is why
God so loved the world that he gave his only Son. He died
for us so we could live for him. He left just two signs
of his love and the hope of eternal life
a cross and
an empty tomb.
It takes
more than one birth to live, here and hereafter. It takes
more than a born-again experience. It takes being born from
above, growing and changing again, and again, and as many
agains as our lives on earth permit. The apostle Paul put
it like this in the third chapter of Philippians:
Not
that I have already obtained this or have already reached
the goal; but I press on to make it my own, because Christ
Jesus has made me his own. Beloved, I do not consider that
I have made it my own but this one thing I do; forgetting
what lies behind and straining to what lies ahead, I press
on toward the goal for the prize of the heavenly call of
God in Christ Jesus.
In college, one of my professors insisted that we memorize
the great quotes of great theologians. At the time I thought
it was a waste. I wish he was still with us. I would tell
him I am grateful for the discipline that remains with me.
A passage from the German theologian Paul Tillich stuck.
In an essay on God's grace, he wrote these words I have
revisited many, many times when I need reminded that God's
salvation is not a reward to be earned but a gift to be
received. He said this:
Sometimes
in our moments of darkness a wave of light breaks in and
it is as though a voice were saying: "You are accepted.
You are accepted, accepted by that which is greater than
you and the name of which you do not know. Do not ask for
the name now; you will find it later. Do not try to do anything
now; perhaps later you will do much. Do not seek for anything;
do not perform anything; do not intend anything. Simply
accept the fact that you are accepted!"
Simply
accept the fact that you are accepted. Accept the fact that
God so loved the world that he gave his only son. Accept
the fact that nothing we can do will bring it about. Accept
the silver flood descending from heaven. Don't let it stop
at your head. Allow it to assend to the botton of your being.
I know
it
sounds too easy. It seems too good to be true. And do you
know the best part of all? It isn't!
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