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Sermon of August
26, 2007
"Beauty,
Not Perfection"
Ecclesiastes
2:1-11
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Rev.
David Bibbee
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Today's
message comes with an advisory due to the nature of the subject matter.
Be advised that it may cause alarm and distress, although this isn't
the intent of the preacher. It's not something you would expect in
a sermon about beauty. Our text is from Ecclesiastes, a book that
is not for the faint of heart.
You will never
hear a TV preacher use it. I've not heard a sermon on it, other
than my own, and today is only my second attempt. If you are new
to reading the Bible, don't read Ecclesiastes. If you need a word
of comfort or consolation, don't read Ecclesiastes. If you are depressed
and struggling to find a purpose in life, don't read Ecclesiastes.
If you get the
nerve to read it, you will wonder, "What on earth is it doing
in the Bible?"
Ecclesiastes
was written by an unknown person named Qoheleth, which means, "The
Questor," or "The Preacher." Whatever his name, his
outlook is bleak:
Smoke, nothing
but smoke. There's nothing to anything
One generation goes its way, the next arrives, but nothing changes-its
business as usual for old planet earth.
The sun comes
up and the sun goes down, then it does it again, and again
Everything
is boring, utterly boring-no one can find any meaning in it. What
was will be again, what happened will happen again. Does someone
call out, "Hey, this is new"? Don' get excited. It's
the same old story.
Dark. Bleak.
Cynical. And this is just the first chapter!
In chapter two
the Preacher looks back on life and all the things he did in search
of pleasure and wisdom. He built mansions. He planted orchards,
vineyards, gardens and forests. He had more flocks than he could
count. He had silver and gold galore. He had wine, women, and song,
and never denied himself pleasure. He toiled and sweated to find
pleasure in his work, and he concluded: "I looked at all
I had done and all I had spent doing it, and behold, all was vanity
and chasing after the wind, and nothing was to be gained under the
sun." This is the word of the Lord.
Mr. Gloom should
have spent more time in his gardens. It wouldn't have mattered if
they were flower, vegetable or rock gardens. If he hadn't tried
so hard to get life all figured out; if he had learned to sit still
and take deep drinks of the bounty and beauty of life, maybe he
wouldn't have been such a sour puss. I know-- I'm exaggerating.
Exaggerating is what we preachers do to get you to pay attention
to your life and your part in God's story. We overstate things in
hopes that you will see beneath the surface and notice like you
haven't noticed before.
The writer of
Ecclesiastes sought satisfaction on its own terms. He tried to take
life as it was with no expectation that it would give him something
more or better. This is nothing wrong, but we miss a lot if we only
see appearances and race through life on the great garden called
Earth and miss what matters.
Humans have
hungers, among them food and beauty. The hunger for food can be
satisfied. We eat our fill and get up from the table. But the hunger
for beauty cannot be satisfied. The more we see the more we want
to see. We see sights beyond description-things so wonderful that
it hurts.
John Berryman
wrote, "Master of beauty, craftsman of the snowflake, inimitable
contriver, endower of Earth so gorgeous and different from the boring
Moon, thank you for such as it is my gift." Phillip Yancey
has a friend who knows what Berryman means. She visited Yancey's
home that is located at the foot of the Colorado Rockies. She was
going blind and was traveling to her favorite places to see them
one last time. She was storing the sights in her memory to enjoy
when her world grew dark.
The Christian
mystic, Meister Eckhart said, "If the soul could have known
God without the world, the world would never have been created."
In a few moments we will gather at the prayer garden and sing, "This
Is My Father's World." The third verse ends with this declaration,
"He speaks to me everywhere." This doesn't mean we will
sense God wherever we look. The world conceals as much of God as
it reveals. It doesn't mean that the beauty we behold in
art and nature or the beauty we hear in music, poetry, and literature
is as close to God as we can get.
The great philosopher,
Immanuel Kant said, "Two things fill me with constantly increasing
admiration and awe, the longer and more earnestly I reflect on them:
the starry heavens without and the Moral Law within." God has
planted within us an innate sense of when things aren't as they
are supposed to be. Kant gazed into the same starry sky as the Psalmist
who 2,500 years earlier wrote: "O Lord, how majestic is your
name in all the earth! When I look at the heavens, the moon and
the stars that you established, who are humans that you should remember
them and care for them?"
At age seven,
my son taught me a spiritual truth. We were walking through a field
of Christmas trees and I said, "Let find a perfect one."
John said, "Nothing is perfect in nature, but there's sure
a lot of beauty." Nature can't be explored with protractors
because it has no perfect angles.
Yogi Berra once
said, "The more you look, the more you see." He was right.
The more we meditate upon this great Garden we call home, the more
we realize that it doesn't belong to us. The more we look the more
we see that the world isn't spit up between the physical and material.
We are about
to dedicate our prayer garden. The more we look at it the more we'll
see that it's colors are from God's palette. The more we look the
more we will see those in whose memory the flowers and trees are
planted. The more we look the more we'll see that the Creator of
redwoods and lilies is the Creator who gives us life. The more we
look the more we'll see that like flowers, we, too will blossom
and flourish and in time whither and fade. The more we look the
more we'll see that like the water flowing over rocks, we are carried
on the currents of God's love through the halls of time.
I try to heed
the wisdom of the writer Annie Dillard who said, "Beauty and
grace are performed whether or not we will sense them. The least
we can do is try to be there." They seem to me like good words
on which to end. BE THERE.
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