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Sermon of May 19,
2002
"My Lips Are
(Un)Sealed "
Acts
2:1-21
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Rev. David
Bibbee
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I
don't like going to the post office. I can't stand standing in slow
moving lines. But this is not the reason I dislike the post office.
It costs a small fortune to send a parcel overnight express, and
even then they say it can't be guaranteed, but this isn't the reason
for my dislike, either. I trace it back to my yesteryears and a
guy in my hometown post office.
Every time
I went, he was there
staring at me. He never spoke, but was
always watching. He not only stared
whenever I looked back
at him, he was pointing his index finger at me. I should have
told him, "You know, you're really bothering me," but
he looked so intimidating, with his penetrating eyes and his no
nonsense expression. The guy gave me the creeps. He dressed like
a flag and his name was Sam, or, as most people knew him, Uncle
Sam. I still see him on the post office poster with the words
at the bottom, "I want you!" I wanted to be wanted,
just not by him!
Almighty God
taps people on the shoulder, points his index finger, gives one
of those, "Come here," motions and says, "I want
you!" There is a common response seen in scripture whenever
God picks a person for a purpose. The initial response isn't,
"Oh boy!" but, "Oh, no. Not me." "There's
been some sort of mix up here. It's not me you're looking for.
Who am I that I should be your voice to the world? I've got a
lisp. I flunked speech class! Here I am, Lord, but please
send
somebody else!"
I wasn't thrilled
at being called to the ministry. I never wanted to be a minister.
"It's not my thing," I said. "That's right,"
a mentor told me. "It's not YOUR thing. It's GOD'S thing,
so buckle up and get ready to ride." It took awhile, but
gradually my resistance softened. I said I would "consider"
pastoral ministry
provided I didn't have to preach. The thought
of it terrified me. I could play the guitar before a crowd, but
preach? On behalf of God? Meaningfully speak about the unspeakable?
Exchange being an architectural draftsman to be a craftsman of
words by which God's will is done and people find healing and
hope? Preach a message most people could care less about and a
world wants you to keep to yourself? No thanks!
People have
said to me, "I'm sure the longer you preach, the easier it
gets, doesn't it?" "No, not for me." I said. If
preachers stop to think about what they do and for whom they do
it, and don't feel butterflies fluttering up a frenzy in their
stomachs, it's time for a new line of work.
Last Sunday
we talked about Jesus' ascension into heaven, and how the disciples
were left behind. Jesus told them to stay in Jerusalem until they
received what God had promised
"Power from on high."
On the day of Pentecost God came through. The Holy Spirit was
unleashed. It took possession of the disciples. Tongues of fire
danced over each one's head. They spoke fluently in different
languages. Jews of many different nationalities were present.
The disciples sounded like the UN General Assembly. Each spoke
a different language, and the diverse assembly of Jews was amazed
because they could understand what was being said; Parthians to
Mesopotamians, all heard the message in their native tongue. What
does this mean?"
Others said,
"They're possessed, alright. They had happy hour for breakfast.
They're skunk drunk!" Then Peter stepped forward and began
to preach. "These men "are" drunk, but not the
way you think." Notice who's preaching
Peter, the fisherman,
the rock, the one who was first to recognize Jesus as the Messiah;
Peter, who told Jesus he would not suffer and die, and was chewed
out by Jesus, for saying it, Peter, as his nickname "rock"
suggests, was strong but also thick-skulled and missed what Jesus
said much of the time; Peter, who vowed to stand by Jesus for
better or for worse, through thick and thin; Peter, who later
told a questioning servant girl, "I don't know Jesus and
was never with him,"; this same Peter stood before the crowd
of amazed and bewildered Jews who were praising God, and preached
his first sermon, and with no notes.
A woman invited
her friend to church. After the service, as the two walked from
the church, the host asked, "What did you think of the sermon?"
Her friend replied, "You obviously have a very intelligent
pastor." "How do you know that?", she asked. "I
couldn't understand a word he said," her friend replied.
Peter spoke with conviction and clarity. His sermon was short,
but understood. When he finished, people lined up for baptism
and in one day the membership rolls increased by three thousand!
What a moment
that must have been when Pentecostal fire broke out. Before power
came from on high, the disciples had been followers. Now they
were leaders. Listeners turned into preachers, the sick became
healers. Members became missionaries and evangelists. The dramatic
changes did not happen because they decided to change. It happened
"to" them. The Spirit descended and words were provided
to tell the story of Jesus, his life, his love, his death, his
resurrection and eternal rule.
How many of
you are ready to receive the Holy Spirit? Probably not many of
you. Not if you associate it with ecstatic utterances and bizarre
behaviors. "We are not ready for that sort of thing."
But this is not the most significant event of Pentecost. This
is secondary to the Spirit's primary work
the gift of speech,
speech which communicates the presence, the person, and the power
of Jesus in a way that is understood.
The world
is saturated with speech. Every day there is so much information
sent our way. Are we better because of it? As someone put it,
"Today we are learning more and more about less and less."
But who speaks for God?
In Jesus'
first sermon he quoted from Isaiah, "The Spirit is upon me
to preach good news to the poor; to give sight to the blind."
Jesus received the Spirit in order to preach. Peter received the
Spirit in order to preach, and You can receive the Spirit in order
to preach. You pay me to stand up here and preach, but I'm not
the only preacher here. I don't say it as often as I should, but
you are, all of you, preachers for Jesus. Preaching is difficult.
It would be easier to keep our lips sealed. And do you know what
is still people's greatest fear? Speaking in public.
The gospel
was not intended to only be spoken in churches by ordained professionals.
This month's Messenger contains an interview with Paul Grout our
Annual Conference Moderator. Paul "lives" out his passion
for Christ. He is a self-proclaimed pebble in the church's shoe.
He is outspoken about our failure to embody what we say we believe.
He says the church is not about doctrine, but relationship. "It's
about a love affair with Jesus, with your spouse, your neighbor,
your brother, your sister, and enemy." He also said something
that relates to the matter at hand. He said, "Our church
should begin a fifteen to twenty year effort to eradicate the
laity." He says we can't use language about the priesthood
of all believers. "We may say we are all ministers, but no
one takes that seriously."
The principal
purpose of Pentecost was and is to pry our lips open. God showers
his Spirit upon us so the good news of Jesus will be spoken through
us in understandable, winsome ways. I preach behind this wooden
pulpit. Your pulpit is where you live and work. Your pulpit is
wherever hurting, hungering people need to hear the Spirit sealed
in the depths of your heart spoken on your lips
the message
of hope we have in Christ who rose from the dead.
I could tell
you what becomes of Christians and churches if lips stay sealed.
Nothing. No outgo of words and acts, no income of people. Who
will know if none of us preach?
What's the
best sermon you have heard that was not spoken by a preacher in
a pulpit? Last summer at the Church of the Brethren Annual Conference
in Baltimore, we were moved by the faith statement of a wonderful
young woman named Donna Shumate. She is an attorney in Sparta,
North Carolina and a member of our denomination's General Board.
I spoke with Donna on Thursday to refresh my memory of her story.
Soon after
starting her practice, she was assigned a case which no other
county attorney would touch. What's more, the assignment came
from an adjoining county, something that is rarely done. Donna's
task was to defend a woman who had murdered a child, the niece
of a live-in boyfriend. From June 1995 to September 1996, she
spent a great deal of time with the defendant, gathering details
about the case and also gathering lots of personal information
about her and the awful environment from which she had come.
The case finally
came to trial. The prosecutor and Donna made their closing statements,
and were awaiting the jury's verdict. Donna and the woman sat
waiting in the same room. The tension was excruciating. A Bible
was present and Donna instinctively picked it up and began reading
out loud, not for the woman's sake, but her own. She opened to
the Sermon on the Mount. "Blessed are the poor in Spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven." "Love your enemies
and pray for those who persecute you." "Therefore I
tell you, do not worry about your life
your heavenly father
knows all your needs." Then the woman said, "Those are
the most beautiful words I have ever heard."
Finally the
judge called the court to order. Donna and her pefendant stood
for the verdict. The jurist read the decision. Guilty as charged.
She was sentenced to death.
Donna wasn't
just an attorney. She had become a preacher, as well. The faith
in Donna's heart passed through her lips. Over time, the woman
began to change. One day she contacted Donna. She was given a
document on which she was to choose her method of execution, two
witnesses, and her last meal. She asked Donna to be a witness.
Donna said, "Yes." She told Donna she had thought about
the meal, that morbid aspect which reporters love to include in
their execution stories. "I've been thinking about our talks.
I want you to be present at the meal, too. I decided I want to
have the Love Feast. I want to take communion. I want to wash
feet
like Jesus."
She still
sits on death row. Her case has been appealed and Donna recently
spoke as a witness on her behalf.
Lips were
unsealed. The word was spoken, understood, and accepted.
What better
day than Pentecost to seek the Spirit and start practicing our
preaching skills? Don't say, "I'm no preacher." The
Spirit is poured out to give you the words and the sensitivity
and strength to say them.
There is an
old saying that goes, "Everyone has at least one sermon in
him." If this is the case, how much more so for Christians?
How many of you are willing to open your mouths and let the word
out?
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