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Creekside Church
Sermon of October
7, 2007
"The
Community of Brokenness"
2
Timothy 1:1-14
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Rev.
David Bibbee
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Denny
was a good man. We met in high school, and along with many classmates,
I counted him as a friend. Denny was popular, outgoing, smart and
funny. The fact that he was good-looking didn't hurt him, either.
He was prematurely gray, which added a distinguished air to his presence,
and his girlfriend, who would eventually become his wife, wasn't hard
on the eye, either! Granted, our eighteen-year-old perspective on
life was limited, but the way we saw it, Denny had it made.
My appreciation
of Denny grew over the next four years as we worked together during
my summer breaks from college. The years went by, and we lost track
of each other. Then I got a call from a mutual friend. "Have
you heard about Denny?" He has ALS-Lou Gehrig's disease. On
my way to Ohio to visit him, I asked the question that lots of us
asked-"Of all people, why Denny? He has a family and a business.
He's only thirty-four. Why now?"
I called before
going to his home. An old man answered the phone. "May I speak
to Denny?" I asked. "This is Denny," was the reply.
His speech was labored. The words slurred. When I arrived I walked
into the living room where he was waiting for me in a wheel chair.
He bore little resemblance to the Denny I remembered. His hair was
totally gray, his cheeks were sunken, his body was frail. He wore
braces on both hands to keep his fingers from curling in. Conversation
was growing more difficult.
It didn't take
Denny long to get down to business. "I want you to do my funeral,"
he said. I swallowed hard and replied, "You're not asking for
much, are you?" I told him it would be hard to do, but that
I was honored to honor his request. I asked about his concerns.
"It's not death. I'm afraid of losing my ability to communicate."
When he could no longer form words he relied on a computer with
special speech software that helped him form phrases by moving his
forehead muscles. It wasn't long, however, until he lost this ability.
During the weeks before his death, he could only respond by blinking
once for "no" and twice for "yes."
What Denny feared
most was suffering alone. "I'm afraid my friends will stop
coming." Sadly, his fear was well founded. As the ALS progressed
and Denny's condition deteriorated, visits became less frequent
and during his last days no one came to be with him. "I couldn't
stand seeing him like that," they said. "It wasn't the
way I wanted to remember him. I didn't want my reaction to upset
him."
Denny got a
little taste of Jesus' passion when his friends deserted him in
his hour of need. Denny's friends were wrapped in their concerns
and fears. They forgot that it was about Denny, not them. After
courses of conventional and experimental therapy-- less than two
years after the diagnosis, Denny died, but not before meeting the
Lord of all compassion whose passion helped him bear our own.
I can see the
faces of my peers packed into the church for the funeral. They seemed
to reflect the words of a song we all knew by heart-"Something's
happening here. What it is, ain't exactly clear." For some,
it was the first time they knew someone their own age who suffered
and died, and they declined the opportunity to suffer with him.
I know it sounds weird to put opportunity and suffering together.
We maximize opportunities and avoid adversity and suffering, but
what Jesus said and his apostles spread sounded weird, too.
In the opening
verses of 2 Timothy 1 is a case in point-an invitation from Paul
to share in suffering. Nothing is said about avoiding it. He seems
to say, "Put a heaping helping on your plate. There's plenty
to go around. As long as we are going to suffer in this world, we
may as well do it together."
This isn't the
same thing as, "Misery loves company." Over the years
I have shared an insight from Henri Nouwen with people in the grip
of brokenness. He said, "We can endure anything-as long as
we know someone is waiting with us and for us." Think back
to a time when you were at the end of your rope. Did you get through
it alone? Maybe you lost a job. Maybe you lost your way. Maybe you
lost your faith, your health, or your spouse by death or the living
death of divorce. For whatever reason, life dropped you to your
knees, and while you were fretting and sweating over what to do,
you looked up and there they were, the imperfect ones-- the clay-footed
people who worship along side you on Sunday. Despite all of its
faults (and despite yours), the church stuck with you. I'm sorry
it wasn't something Denny knew because the church wasn't part of
his life.
I spoke with
someone who described the traumatic loss of three members of her
immediate family. As I listened to her tell the story, a knot grew
in my stomach as I tried to imagine what it was like to endure such
loss. She concluded each episode by saying, "God, I don't know
how I made it through those awful times, but I did." She answered
her own question with an unconscious evoking of God's name, and
all the things her church did to get her through it.
As Christians
we live under an authority that compels us to weep with those who
weep-to help shoulder the burdens and share the sufferings of life.
It's the reason we pray for the needs shared each Sunday. Yet, important
as it is to pray for our needs, it is NOT the kind of suffering
that concerned neither Jesus nor Paul in 2nd Timothy.
Denny got ALS.
Why? Jan got pancreatic cancer. Why? Ralph fell down the basement
steps and died from brain trauma. Why? Claudette was in a car wreck
and has barely been able to walk since then. WHY? Garnett suffers
with rheumatoid arthritis. Why? Some of you have stiff joints, or
are losing your eyesight and hearing. Some are depressed. Some grieve.
Some think that if it weren't for bad luck they'd have no luck at
all. And my neck hurts most of the time. WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL
ME, WHY?
Before I tell
you, I'll tell you WHY NOT. It has nothing to do with being singled
out. It's not because God wills it or wants it. It is not because
you've been naughty boys and girls and God is teaching you a lesson,
or because your faith is weak, or you have been selected to suffer
as a witness or inspiration to others. It has nothing to do with
fairness or justice. Its because you are HUMAN!
Knowing this
doesn't lessen the pain, nor does it lessen the need for prayer
and the support of fellow Christians. But this isn't the suffering
that concerns Paul. He said, "Share in suffering for the gospel
in the power of God." What concerns Paul is the brokenness
and suffering we experience because of the way we have chosen to
believe and live.
Jesus did not
suffer because God wanted him to suffer. He didn't suffer because
his beliefs were odd. It wasn't because he picked fights with the
authorities. It was because he believed the world was God's, and
he bowed to no authority except God. Jesus suffered because the
way he lived his message and told others to live it was a threat
to those who thought they were in charge. The people who chose Jesus'
way faced hardship and persecution, not because they sought it.
The way they lived went against the grain of what was considered
normal.
I'm afraid we
don't know much about suffering for the Gospel. When we stand up
during sharing time we generally ask prayers for people who are
sick. Someone is having surgery. Someone is hurting. Someone broke
a leg. Someone is touched by misfortune. We get preoccupied with
such concerns. They aren't small potatoes, but what concerns Jesus
and Paul goes beyond this.
Years ago someone
wrote a book called, The Comfortable Pew. The author said we take
the radical message of Jesus and turn it into something tame, controllable,
comfortable and suited to our needs. There isn't much suffering
going on for the Gospel in the church-some minor inconvenience,
maybe, but not suffering. I haven't heard anyone ask for prayer
because they've taken a stand against the ethics of an employer.
No one says, "Please pray for me. I've lost my friends and
my livelihood because I did what was right."
Last year we
were horrified by the news that a gunman killed Amish children in
their school. The media flocked to Lancaster County, Pennsylvania
to cover the tragic story and report on the response of the Amish
community. They knew they were under the authority of a demanding
and forgiving God who called them to forgive their children's killer.
The Amish live surrounded by a culture that only knows how to respond
with retaliation, people were shaking their heads in disbelief,
while the Amish prayed in their brokenness to be able to suffer
for the Gospel.
Will Willimon
suggests that pastors give altar calls like this: "If there
are any of you who are visiting today and you like what you have
heard, I invite you to join this church, join our fellowship of
suffering! We are going to make you more miserable than you have
ever been in your life! Come, accept Jesus as your personal savior,
and expose yourself to a great deal of pain that you might not have
had, had you not been trying to follow Jesus! Please come down to
the front as the organist softly plays our last hymn."
We have learned
the power that comes in suffering when we rely on Christians who
rally around us and stick with us. We have much more to learn when
it comes to suffering for the sake of the Gospel, and relying upon
each other and God to see us through.
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