Uplift – December 9, 2016

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It is you who lights my lamp
The Lord, my God, lights up my darkness
Psalm 18:28


I decided to keep rolling with this darkness theme we’ve got going,
because there is still so much to say about it.
It’s not like darkness just goes away just because we want it to.
We still get news we didn’t want.
We still lose people we love.
We still experience hate and anger and fear.
Every day.
Darkness can’t be wished or worked away.
Which is the worst.
Because some of us (ok, a lot of us) are problem-solving people.

We get stuff DONE.

And when there’s something dark in our lives or the lives of our loved ones,
we just want to make it better.
We want it to go away.
And so we try our hardest to fight the darkness on our own.
We fight it with man-made light,
with false platitudes
with simple answers to complicated heartbreak
by covering our pain with “fine”
and by “should-ing” all over the place.
I know.
I’ve been there.
I like being responsible for myself.
And I want to be able to make my darkness less dark, all on my own.
How hard can it be?
So I try.
We all try.
And then, at some point, we realize that’s not how it works. And often, it is in these places of deepest darkness and exhaustion we turn back to God. Because it’s God that can light the lamp to lighten the dark.  

And here’s the thing –
God lights the darkness in a way that nothing else can.
God lights the lamp that stays.
I love this verse from Psalm 18:
It is you who lights my lamp,
the Lord, my God, lights up my darkness.

It may have to get printed and placed somewhere in my office because it’s just so beautiful.
And for me, what makes it so lovely are the two words translated as “lights”.
They aren’t the same word in the Hebrew scriptures, even though they mean almost the same thing when translated.
The first one means to kindle, light up.
“It is you who kindles my lamp”
The second one means to cause to shine, or (and this is my favorite) to glitter/sparkle.
“The Lord, my God, makes the darkness shine”
Notice how it doesn’t say “God takes away my darkness”
Nope.
Also, this verse is so often mistranslated as “God makes the darkness light”
That’s not quite right either.
God makes the darkness shine.

Now shiney darkness might seem like an oxymoron, but stay with me for a sec.
Think about moments when darkness is considered beautiful.
How candlelight and starlight and fireflies can make darkness shine.
It’s not light exactly, but it’s not quite so dark either.
This is what God does in darkness. When we’re in it, it can seem so scary and isolating and lonely.
But as the last two weeks of uplift have reminded us, God is in that darkness with us,
and there are things in the darkness that we simply cannot see in the light.
So no matter how dark it gets, remember that you aren’t alone.
That God is with you in whatever dark place you find yourself.
And that there is light to be found in that dark place of yours too.
God is there, lighting lamps and making the darkness glitter.

 

Sermon- November 27, 2016

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Sermons are meant to be heard – so listen along here!

I have said it before, but it bears repeating: If you’re sick of Christmas on Dec 25th, you’re not doing Advent right.
I love Advent.
Everything about it.
I love the preparing.
The anticipation.
The music. Oh the music. (just ask Nate).

Advent is a season that asks us to wait and prepare for the coming Christ.
The word means arrival.
We wait and prepare and hope for the arrival of God into the world.
Into our world.

Each year it seems like we forget.
We get distracted by the to do lists and gatherings and news cycles.

And it seems so dark.
Not just the news and the world, but literally dark.

This is the darkest time of year.
Especially in MN, we have this winter darkness thing down.
Maybe that’s why I love Advent so much. Because the darkness here is REAL.

The days are still getting shorter and will continue to get shorter until December 21st, which we sometimes call the longest night.
And it is into this darkness that Christ comes.

So we need Advent. Every year.
We need this season to stop and look and wait and watch.
We need to prepare him room.
So we come together today, on this first Sunday in Advent.
And we begin to slowly bring light into the darkness.

We lit the first candle.
Did you hear the words they said?
“Rouse us from sleep, That we may be ready to greet our Lord when he comes”

So we lit the candle of hope.

Hope – That Christ is coming.
This is the not yet, the hopeful anticipation of Advent that I love so much.
Because most of us have experienced it already.
And instead of making it boring, we just know how awesome it’s going to be.
It’s like going to bed and knowing that tomorrow is going to be the best day ever.

You know what I mean?
Your eyes pop open in the morning and you’re just full of excitement for what’s to come.
Wake up!
Wake up!
The day is finally here!
God’s promise is coming true!

And we don’t want to miss it.

This is Advent.
It’s when we wake up.
When we get ready.

I think Matthew’s Gospel today reminds us not just that Jesus is coming this Advent, but instead tells us the HOW. How Jesus arrives each Advent is important.
And he does it in two ways – one, unexpectedly – and two, as a thief.
Jesus is coming at an unexpected hour, so we have to get ready and stay awake – so that we don’t miss it.  
This can sound a little like a scare tactic one might use on a misbehaving child.

You’d better be ready because you don’t know when Jesus will come.
Now I don’t know what you picture when you hear that – but I picture this a jack in the box.

Jesus could jump out any time so be ready.

I don’t really love these things.
They put up a guard.
You know what I mean?
Where the jack in the box is about to pop and so you kind of lean away and tense up because you know it’s going to scare you but you don’t know exactly when it’s going to happen?

Jesus is not a jack in the box.
We don’t need to be scared by his coming.

But the unexpected nature of Jesus’s arrival is purposeful.  
Not to scare us, but to remind us that it will happen.
See, if we know when Jesus is coming and how He’s coming, we might not let it happen.

We like life the way it is.
We’re safe and happy.
So we might bar the doors.
If we’re honest – we don’t really want to wake up, and we don’t actually want to make room.

So this surprise of Jesus isn’t to scare us, but to remind us that the arrival of Jesus into the world is going to interrupt it.
It’s not what’s expected.
And we know this.
We know that time and time again we’ll hear Jesus say and watch him do the opposite of what is expected.
This is just the beginning of the ways in which Jesus is going to break into the world.
Even if we know it’s coming, it still has a way of surprising us.

And then Matthew says Jesus is a thief in the night.
I confess I’ve never had a great understanding of this idea of Jesus as a petty criminal.
Someone who is going to break in and take your stuff.  
How is this good news?
Lutheran pastor and author Nadia Bolz-Weber had this same question about Jesus as a thief and how she reimagines it is just lovely – so let’s watch together:

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An Advent list.
Not a Christmas list, but an Advent list.
To prepare him room.
Today we lit the candle of hope – the hope that while we wait and prepare, we hope.
Hope for this holy thief to come and break in and interrupt the status quo and steal the things that are weighing us down.

So with permission from Nadia and her community, we’re going to make Advent lists of our own today.
I knew this was coming, so I made mine already.  
I asked Jesus to come and take rid of my need to always be right.
To steal my doubt that I am enough.
To rob me of my exceptional ability to judge instead of love without boundaries.

What about you?
What is making the arrival (the advent) of Jesus difficult for you right now?
What do you need Jesus to come in and steal from your life?

The ushers handed you a piece of paper on your way in, and as Alys/Nate play a little bit, we’re going to take a little time right now and prepare him room.

(2 minute activity)

I want to end with a poem by Kelly Ann Hall – which she wrote to celebrate Advent, and the call to make room –

She writes:
Expecting Me?
I am making my way.
Leaving everything I’ve known for solidarity.
To be with you.

Can you make room?

Like Mary? Open your womb; give me refuge, make living space within?
I am growing a body
A mind
One beating heart for creation-kind.
Two arms to carry my love.
Shoulders to bear it.
Legs that will walk me to the end.

It’s believed
That it takes a divine act,
An angelic messenger, or miracle
An unwinding strong
Of unbelievable yet real circumstances
To convince and inspire real world change

True,
and yet,
willing souls also make a difference
People courageous enough to resist death-dealing
starve fear,
and consecrate space for holiness
Life begetting life
New breath
fresh eyes –

Hope.

This kind of resistance calls you with me
to offer dignity
House the refugee
Grace the infringed, the exiled, the homeless, the stranger
To become the innkeeper
Allowing just one more family
without reservation
his last bit of room

Just enough.
Just enough for me.
Light, embodied.

Grow with me, expand.
Breathe deep, welcome, make room
There is more than enough
I am, after all,
for every last one of you.

Lead one another my way
Leaving everything you’ve known for solidarity to be with me.
I am expecting you.

Make room, beloved,
there is more than enough.

Uplift – December 2, 2016

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download-1I will give you the treasures of darkness
  and riches hidden in secret places,
so that you may know that it is I, the Lord,
the God of Israel, who call you by your name.
Isaiah 45:3


I know.

I talked about darkness LAST week.
But it’s still dark.
Even darker actually.
Last week, sunset was at 4:35.  This week, it’s 4:33.
I KNOW.
It’s gross.

But after we learn not to be afraid of the dark,
After we hear and know God is still with us in even the darkest darkness,
That doesn’t make the darkness go away.
It still happens.
Every day.
Sometimes the darkness is within us.
And no amount of sunlight in the sky makes it seem less…well… dark.

When darkness seems extra present,
figuratively or literally, our tendency is to turn on lights
or…
hide.

Even if we get that darkness isn’t something to be afraid of, it’s still not like we suddenly start welcoming it with open arms.
But should we?
I think there are things to discover in the dark that we cannot find in the light.

I love this verse from Isaiah.
I feel like God is whispering it to me each time I read it.

Try it:  “I will give you the treasures of darkness, the riches hidden in secret places”

Nice huh?
There is a secret to the darkness.
Things that no one gets to see or hear or feel in the light.

Chet Raymo, in his book from “The Soul of the Night” said:
“There is a tendency for us to flee from the wild silence and the wild dark, to pack up our gods and bunker down behind city walls, to turn the gods into idols, to kowtow before them and approach their precincts only in the official robes of office.  And when we are in the temples, then who will hear the voice crying in the wilderness?  Who will hear the reed shaken by the wind?”

If we are always running away from the dark stuff, are we also running away from God?
I mean, God is there, in the darkness too – remember?
And not only that, but what if there are parts of God we can’t see in the light?
What if, like the sky, darkness just makes it look different, but not less than?
AND what if, some of those dark places are how we get a complete picture of who God is?

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Sheesh.

When you think about it like this, it kind of makes you want to turn off all the lights and sit in the darkness just to hear the whisper of God found there.
And you know what that whisper is going to say?  

Your name.

The whisper of God that can only be heard in the darkest places says your name.
Calls you a child of God.
Claims you as her own.
There are secret riches in the dark.
So let’s not be afraid.
God is calling.

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Uplift – November 25th, 2016

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Even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is as bright as day, for darkness is as light to you.
Psalm 139:12

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The days keep getting darker.

Not figuratively, I mean they are literally getting darker.
Sunset was at 4:36 today.
Tomorrow it’ll be 4:35.

What. The. Heck.

As a sun-seeker, winter can be difficult.
It feels so dark.
And the dark isn’t always fun.
In fact, the dark can be downright scary.
I remember as a kid, the basement lights had to be turned off at the BOTTOM of the stairs so I’d turn them off and then run up the dark stairs as fast as my little legs could possibly take me.
Heaven forbid the furnace would choose that moment to cycle on.
It was terrifying.
And as I lived in the country, night was NIGHT.
There wasn’t all this ambient city light to ease us into it.
When the sun went down, it was dark.
Now as an adult, I’m not afraid of the dark anymore, and in fact, I’m the one going around my house constantly turning off lights that my own daughter has left on because she’s afraid of the dark.
She’s gotten really good at reaching into a room to hit the light-switch before actually having to go in there.
And with each day needing more and more light because of less and less daylight, I’ve been wondering – what is it about the dark that we are so afraid of?

The Cancer Support Group here at Prince of Peace read a lovely book by Barbara Brown Taylor last month, called “Learning to Walk in the Dark.”
In it, Taylor wonders if maybe we’ve been doing it all wrong.  
What if, instead of being afraid of the dark, we instead learn to be in it?

“Even when light fades and darkness falls -as it does every single day, in every single life – God does not turn the world over to some other deity. Even when you cannot see where you are going and no one answers your call, this is not sufficient proof that you are alone. …  but whether you decide to trust the witness of those who have gone before you, or you decide to do whatever it takes to become a witness yourself, here is the testimony of faith: darkness is not dark to God; the night is as bring as the day.”

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God is with us in the dark.
In the darkest dark.
All of it.
Because darkness to God is not dark at all.
Darkness becomes less scary, less dark, when we start to realize God is in it with us.
Even when we can’t see our hand in front of our face, God is there.
So no need to run around turning on all the lights.

Sit in the dark.
Feel God there with you.
Because he is.

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Uplift: November 18, 2016

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Those who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.
Isaiah 40:31 

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I’m tired.
So darn tired.

Anyone else?
I’m tired of the fighting.
I’m tired of watching people I love get sicker.
I’m tired of seeing hurting people struggle.
It takes a toll – all the sickness and anger and negativity around us.
And hope can feel a little forced, or even completely out of reach.  

It’s at these times,
when life feels like one marathon after another,
when my legs and heart and spirit are so tired,
This is when I turn to Isaiah 40.
I first heard this section of Isaiah in college.
I grew up Catholic, as some of you know, and we didn’t always feel like we had permission to just dig into the Bible and learn scripture.  
So when these verses came to me they felt like a quiet gift.
Like Isaiah was imparting some great wisdom to my tired and cynical 20 year old soul.
And like many quiet gifts, they came to me in song first, and then I went digging into scripture to get more.
This verse, when read out loud or on the page, is always set to music in my mind.
(This music. Always. And it’s just lovely.)

Isaiah was writing to the Israelites who were exiled.
They thought had been abandoned by their God.
They were exhausted, and losing hope.
Even the youngest, least cynical among them had gotten weary.
And Isaiah steps in with a little word of hope.

Have you not known? He says.
It’ll come.
When we wait, and allow God to come and do her thing –
Our strength is renewed.  
Not just a little bit, but like we’ve got wings like eagles.
Like we could run and run and run and not get weary.
Wouldn’t that be awesome?
To keep fighting and working
in the world or just to get through the day
and not get tired?

The prophet Isaiah reminds us earlier just who God is.
(Caveat – I don’t always advocate for Eugene Peterson’s Message paraphrase, so read the real Isaiah 40:28-31 too, but his version here is lovely):
Haven’t you been listening?
God doesn’t come and go. God lasts.
  He’s Creator of all you can see or imagine.
He doesn’t get tired out, doesn’t pause to catch his breath.
   And he knows everything, inside and out.
He energizes those who get tired…

Oh man. Oh MAN.
I couldn’t love this more.
You know me, I love some sass, and Isaiah brings it – um haven’t you been listening?
You guys.
Haven’t you heard?
This God, OUR GOD, lasts.

God doesn’t come and go – God lasts.
God doesn’t get tired of fighting for you, with you and in the world around you.
God doesn’t even have to pause to take a breath.
Continuous and constant presence and action in the world.
That is our God.
And when you remember this – then you rise up.
You know how that word, “wait” in verse 31 “Those who wait for the Lord” can also be translated?
Look for. Expect. Hope.
Those who look for the Lord.
Those who expect the Lord.
Those who hope in the Lord.
They will what?
Renew their strength.
Those who look for God, and hope for God and expect God to be there will rise up stronger than ever before.  
And boy do we need some of that rising.
Look.
Hope.
Expect God to be there.
Because she is.
I promise.

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PS. Hit play on that link above, turn it all the way to 11, and close your eyes. You won’t regret it.

Uplift: November 11, 2016

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If I speak in the tongues of mortals and angels, but do not have love, I am just a noisy gong or clanging cymbal. 
1 Corinthians 13:1

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Oh you guys.
I have been thinking about what to write this week for awhile.
And in fact, because I’m a plan-ahead kind of gal, I often choose and even write these ahead of Friday.
But I couldn’t this week.
Not because a certain candidate won or lost, but because of what is happening all around us as a result.
This now goes bigger than politics.
So I’m going to take the time today to remind us all what is important.
We have a new president.
It’s done.
If you voted for him or not is irrelevant at this point.
What isn’t irrelevant is how we are reacting.
Both those who voted for and against him.
It’s not love.
You guys.
We are better than this.
We are UPLIFTERS.
You are my people.
We are committed to being something else in the world.
Committed to being lovers in a world of haters.

When a student goes to school and sees hateful language written on their locker, that is not love.
When someone is beat up or harassed or called racist for exercising their right to vote their own conscience, that is not love.
When people cheer as someone is hurt or shamed or demonized, that is not love.
When someone is beaten and left to die because of the color of their skin or because of who they love, that is not love.
No matter who you voted for on Tuesday, I hope you’ll agree that none of those are ok.
None of this is love.

You know what love is?
Love is patient. Love is kind.
Love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude.
It does not insist on it’s own way.
It is not irritable or resentful.
It does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in truth.

Look at that list.
Look at it.
Don’t just quickly scan it and remember how nice it is when you heard it at so and so’s wedding.
See I know these verses are so often chosen to be a part of weddings because they are lovely words of what it means to love each other.
But today – we need the reminder that this is how God loves us.
And this is how we are called to love each other.
Patiently.
Kindly.
Without rudeness or resentfulness.

And I am not saying this from a place of having it all figured out.
I don’t.
I’ll confess right now to doing these same things:
To making blanket assumptions about people who voted differently than me.
To putting up a wall with those who I think are wrong.
To insisting I’m right.
I’m guilty. But I’m not alone.
Right now I’m hearing a lot of clanging cymbals and banging gongs.
There’s a lot of eloquent speaking and intelligent words being spoken without love.
A lot.
A lot a lot.
Yelling how wrong you think someone is does not change the world.
Never has, never will.
Shaming someone for their opinions or beliefs doesn’t work either.
You know what does? Love.
Love in action. Out in the real world, face to face with people who aren’t just like you.
Not posting on facebook.
Love, as I’ve said before, is a verb.
Not a noun.
It’s not a thing you have but it something you do.

And how God loves is always and forever going out into the world and finding the ones who are hurting and excluded and forgotten and hated and gathering them in and loving them.
This is what we are called to do too.
We are called, as people who believe in a God who loves us no matter what, to extend that same grace and love to everyone else. Everyone who is not us.
Because if grace is for me, someone unworthy who keeps messing it up, then it has to be for everyone else unworthy who keeps messing it up.
This is how it works.
So stop posting.
Stop yelling.
Stop telling people why you’re right and they are wrong.
Love out loud.
Find someone different than you and love them.
Find someone who is scared and stand with them.
This is beyond politics.
Go out and love.
Because it is love that is powerful.
It is love that bears all things,
believes all things,
hopes all things,
endures all things.

Only love.
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Friday Uplift – November 4, 2016

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Behold I am with you to the end of the age
Matthew 28:20 

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Just when things had seemed to get better for the disciples, Jesus told them he was leaving again.
What?
They just got him back and now he’s going again?
What the heck Jesus?

They were understandably anxious.
How do we do this thing without you Jesus?
How are we supposed to make it without you here?
And Jesus responds with this verse from Matthew 28: I am with you until the end of the age.
That phrase is clunky in this time, but the Greek word that is used in Matthew’s Gospel is aion.
It means forever, eternity, and my personal favorite: perpetuity of time.
Even though things might be changing, Jesus says, I’m still with you.

This is how Matthew’s Gospel ends.
Really.
The whole thing ends with this promise.
Last words matter because they are what we remember most.
And Matthew wants the last thing you hear to be pure promise.
It’s important that this is the thing that sticks… because things get rough.
On man do things get rough.
And when we’re in dark days, when Jesus feels like he’s far away then the thing we remember first is what Jesus said last – I am with you until forever.
You’re not alone.
No matter what.
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I’ve posted the lyrics below, but also take a listen.  
It’s this same promise in song form – so hear it today.  
Let it be the thing that sticks.  

Robbie Seay – Stay

Hope, is the call, that is ringing in my soul
But I can’t pretend that I see much light in front of me

I wait to find you here
Hope is thrown away, I can’t give up
I’ll wait to see you here, I have gone astray
But you will always stay beside me
And your rescue comes to find me
And you always stay

Love, is the seed that is buried
Underneath the soil of pain and grief
But it grows into the tree
That I’ll climb to see you here

Hope is thrown away, I can’t give up
I’ll wait to see you here, I have gone astray
But you will always stay beside me
And your path is straight before me
You will always stay
and you will always stay

Pride is the friend
who betrays me in the end
Stealing joy, as it goes, leaves me longing for a home

I’ll wait to find you here
Though I’m lost and afraid
I can’t give up
I’ll wait to find you here, I have gone astray
And I believe
I’ll sing until you’re here
Though I’m lost and afraid
I can’t give up
I’ll wait to find you here, I have gone astray
And you will always stay beside me
And your sun will rise above us
And your light will shine upon us
And your skies are clear above me
And you will always stay
You will always stay

Be an Uplifter, even today.

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Phew you guys.
Today feels like the culmination of a year (or more) of anger and divisive rhetoric all boiled into one 12 hour period.
The energy of this day is palpable.
And I’ve got to be honest, not all the energy feels positive.

If nothing else, this election cycle has ramped up the idea that differences between each other are somehow bad, and the only people we can talk to or show kindness to are the ones who believe the same things we do.

I’m as guilty of this as the next person.
As I stood in line to vote this morning and watched people exit the polling room, I had a moment where I looked at each one and wondered if they had voted against me or not.
Yeah.  That’s really what went through my mind.
I’m not proud of it.  But it’s the truth.

It took a few minutes, but I got myself out of that place.
It wasn’t easy.
And I knew, KNEW, at that moment I had a choice.
I could put myself on one side of a line and some on the other.
I could be angry and bitter and frustrated and spiteful and hateful.
OR
I could be an Uplifter.
See folks, this is where the rubber meets the road.
Because being uplifters is especially hard when the world around us is asking us to sink to the lowest common denominator.
Asking us to call each other criminals or bigots.
Asking us to choose sides and hunker down.
Well guess what?
We don’t have to do what the world tells us to do.
We are uplifters.
And we get to choose something different.
We get to choose hope.
We get to choose kindness.
We get to choose understanding.
We get to choose.

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This morning, as I stood there silently judging those walking past me,
I made a choice.
A conscious choice.
In fact, it was an intentional and not easy choice to look around at people who were likely not all voting the same way I was and think of them as brothers and sisters.
As people exercising their right to vote same as me.
As people who were making a choice for something they believe in, same as me.
As people worthy of love and kindness, same as me – and more importantly, even if they don’t return the sentiment.

 

So today is our choice fellow Uplifters.
We get to choose to be different.
We get to choose to be a part of #teamuplift
And even though there aren’t thousands or millions of us, there are hundreds.
And we, though small, can make a difference.
We can flood the interwebs with positivity instead of negativity.
We can listen to those who disagree instead of shouting over what they believe.
I promise, we can do it.
We can Be Uplifters and be countercultural today.
Join the movement.
Be an Uplifter.
#teamuplift

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PS.
Did you know if you make “Be an Uplifter” into a hashtag it looks like this: #BeanUplifter
Bean Uplifter? What is that?
Yeah. Found that one out the hard way.
#teamuplift for the win!

Sermon – November 6, 2016

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Scripture: Ephesians 1:11-23; Luke 20:27-38

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Gotcha questions.
They are questions that you are asked that have no real clear or good answer.  
A question designed to trap someone by their words or intentionally make them stumble.
We hear these kinds of questions a lot actually … In this political climate, we hear these asked of all candidates.
Anyone who has ever gone to a job interview has been asked the worst kind of gotcha question:What’s your greatest weakness?
Is there any good way to answer this? Really?
How about – “My greatest weakness is coming up with a decent answer to the greatest weakness question.”
In the tv show The Office, main character Michael Scott was asked this question and responded with the infamous:  “I work too hard, I care too much, and sometimes I can be too invested in my job”
His weaknesses, he said, were in fact, his strengths.  

Today’s Gospel is not the simplest to hear nor is it straightforward in topic.
In fact, I know many pastors and colleagues who are choosing the typical “All Saints Sunday” selected Gospel of the Beatitudes instead.
And it was tempting.
Because today Jesus is asked a gotcha question, and it’s not an easy or comfortable one for us.
But no one ever said faith would be easy or comfortable, so here we are.
In it together.  


Before we dive in – there are a few details that are important to understanding the context of this Gospel reading today…

In the scope of Luke’s Gospel, this story takes place right after Jesus’ Triumphal entry into Jerusalem, and right before his death on the cross. Jesus had set his face toward Jerusalem, you’ve heard us say that in these last few weeks, and now he has finally entered into the great city, to great acclaim, and his very presence begins to be a threat to those in power.  
And the ones in power highlighted today are the Sadducees.  
Sadducees are the ancestral high priests, ones who have had their important positions of power in the church handed down to them by merit of their birth. They held the first five books of scripture (also known as Torah) as the only truth, and strictly adhered to the laws contained within them.  AND, most significant to today’s text, they were the primary overseers of temple life.

So when Jesus enters into Jerusalem, the location of the temple, he enters into Sadducee territory.
And the Sadducees are not having it.
As these guys are Torah experts, they use scripture to try and trap Jesus – you can tell this by the way they begin their question to Jesus with: “Moses wrote”
Well Moses said…
They want to see if Jesus will contradict Moses.
They want to try to get him to say something unpardonable.
They want to trap him with his own words… a gotcha question.
They say: “if a man’s brother dies, leaving a wife but no children, the man shall marry the widow and raise up children for his brother.”

This is a specific law in the Torah (a rather archaic one, but that’s for another sermon) to make sure that if a man dies without children, the family name can continue on.  

So the religious adherents to Torah, who don’t believe in resurrection because it’s not in the Torah, ask Jesus this question. “In the resurrection – whose wife will the woman be?”
If this woman marries this guy who then dies and the law says his brother has to marry her and then he dies and so on and so forth until she’s married seven guys who have all died. Which one is her husband in the resurrection?
WE didn’t say this Jesus – Moses did.
And if Moses said this stuff about marriage – what will that look like in this resurrection you keep talking about?
If we indeed live after we die, what happens to this woman?
Who will be her husband in the resurrected life?

It’s a gotcha question.
They may as well have asked, If God can do anything, can God make a stone even God can’t lift?
And Jesus doesn’t bite.

Because he knows what they are trying to do, and he knows that they are missing the point.
See, questions about the Resurrection almost always end up being questions about what life after death will be like.
We get it.  After all, we have these same questions.
What will the weather be like?  
Will it always be 65 and sunny?
Will there be seasons?
Will I like the same things?
Can I eat whatever I want all the time?
Will my dog be there?
Will I see everyone or just the people I love?
Where will I live?
What will I do?
What age will I be?
Will I still be me?
Will my loved ones still be them?
I could go on and on.

There’s a new show on NBC this year called the Good Place, about heaven, and in the first episode they outline a few things about what life there is like for new arrivals:

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There isn’t anything wrong with these kinds of questions.
They are pretty expected actually.  We just want to know.

But the Sadducees ask Jesus a question similar to these with much different motivation.
It’s the gotcha question –
What will marriage look like in the resurrection you keep talking about Jesus?

And, as one might expect, Jesus responds to this gotcha question with a typically Jesus answer.
He basically says – “You guys don’t really understand the resurrection.”

You are thinking of resurrection in terms of the way life is here.
And while that’s understandable because it’s what you know – that’s not how it works at all.
In this life we have rules and laws and the way we always do it, and Jesus looks at the Sadducees and says that in resurrection life something other than rules and law give our life shape and meaning.
Nothing looks the same.
Not even marriage will work the same way.
While Jesus’ response is true – it doesn’t really answer those detail questions does it?
It doesn’t lessen the significant questions we have about life after death.
And boy do we have them.
They are real.
Anyone who has sat at the bedside of a loved one who is dying has had these or similar questions and knows they are not gotcha questions at all.  
They are important and meaningful, especially today – on this All Saints Sunday where we ring the bell and remember those brothers and sisters we have lost this year.  

But it’s important to note that the Sadducees don’t have the same motivation we do here.  
When they ask this question, they are trying to trick Jesus.  
But when we ask resurrection questions, we are trying to figure out if what matters to us here will still matter to us there.  

We’re trying to find hope for seeing loved ones who have gone before us again.
They are asking a gotcha question meant to ridicule.
We are asking one of relationship.  

In case you missed it, which we all likely did but the Sadducees definitely did not – Jesus quotes Exodus in verse 37.  He says that Moses himself speaks of the Lord as the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.  He quotes Exodus back to the guys who tried to trap him with it, and uses their scripture to prove his point.

And then he adds to it.

“Now God is not a God of the dead, but of the living, for to God all of them are alive”

When we think of resurrection only in terms of life after death – we miss something.  Our God is not a God of the dead, but of the living. And all of us, whether alive or dead, are alive in God.

This is an incredible promise.
One that Jesus will go to extreme lengths to prove true.
He’s in Jerusalem, he’s just arrived to great fanfare, but we know how his time in this city will end.
We know that he will be put to death and rise again to defeat death and show us once and for all that death never ever has the final word.
Never.
Despite our questions about what happens.
We have this big promise that it is not the end, even if we don’t know what it looks like.
The point of today’s Gospel is not to minimize or ignore our need to understand what is next – because it’s a real thing – but Jesus’ point is to get us to a place where questions about what life after death looks like can be overridden by the fact that resurrection is a promise.

On this day, this All Saints Sunday, we are reminded of this promise.
We will hear the bell rung for those we have lost – and we will remember.
Today we will also hear the names of those we baptized this year, a stark reminder that there is hope in the midst of loss.  
There is new life in the midst of death.
And that resurrection life isn’t something that only happens when we die, but can be lived out even now.
When we are baptized we hear that we are joined into the death and resurrection of Christ and that we are reborn children of God.
And our life begins there. At the font.
It’s not just joining us to the death of Christ but to the victory over death, to the new life we are given, and to the communion of saints.
Yes there is hope for life after this life, but our new life has already begun.

Martin Luther, as Chad reminded us last week, said that every Sunday is a little Easter.  Each Sunday we have the chance to experience resurrection – to be able to die to sin and rise again to new life.
So the same is true on this day.
We have confessed our sins to God and each other – and we have been forgiven.
We will join the community of God together around the table and share in the meal and be fed the bread of new life.
Today we have in front of us a choice.
We can spend time and energy asking our own gotcha questions about life after death, or we can die to sin and death and rise to new life again and allow the resurrection promise to impact the life we are living now.

Our resurrection life is here and now.
It has already been given, freely and with great love.
What you do with it is up to you.  

Uplift: October 28, 2016

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Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.
Hebrews 13:8


The only thing constant in this world is change.
Have you heard this before?
It’s a quote attributed to the ancient Greek Philosopher named Heraclitus.  

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And it feels really, really true.
Nothing stays the same.
We’re in the midst of the transition of seasons here in Minnesota and each day there are trees with less leaves, there are some with more color than the day before, and there are some still hanging onto their green.
The sun is always moving from east to west.
Projects begin and finish.
Days we long for come and go.
Children keep growing and reaching new milestones.
Illness continues to take it’s toll.
People we love die.
Through all of it – life goes on.
When we feel like it shouldn’t be possible for life to go on when it’s so different than yesterday, it still does.
Even when life isn’t filled with huge changes, when it feels kind of routine, we look back and it’s all different.

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The only constant in this world is change.
So this verse has a different kind of power.
A different kind of hope.
Because no matter how much things change.
No matter what things happen that make today feel like light years away from yesterday,
Jesus never changes.

Jesus is the one constant in this world.
How we know him changes.
How we understand him changes.
How we experience him changes.
But Jesus does not change.
Who Jesus is never changes.

“Jesus is the same yesterday and today and forever”

To me, this provides great comfort, especially in the midst of change.
Unwanted change or change I have sought.  
It is all difficult.  
It is all disorienting.
But all the things I have known to be true about Jesus in my life don’t go away when the rest of my life is in transition.

So I can remind myself about those things with the promise in this verse:
Jesus seeks me the same yesterday and today and forever
Jesus leads me the same yesterday and today and forever
Jesus weeps with me the same yesterday and today and forever
Jesus cares what happens to me the same yesterday and today and forever
Jesus is with me the same yesterday and today and forever
Jesus frees me the same yesterday and today and forever
Jesus forgives me the same yesterday and today and forever
Jesus renews me the same yesterday and today and forever
Jesus loves me the same yesterday and today and forever

The only constant in this world might be change, but we have an unchanging God.

And for that we give thanks.

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