A Sermon Inspired by Matthew 10:40-42
Final Sermon in the "Open Our Eyes" Worship Series
During the month of June, we’ve been asking God to open our
eyes through this month’s worship series. Each week, we’ve considered a
different way God meets us in our daily lives and invites us into the work of
making disciples, the mission Jesus gave to us as His body, God’s Church.
In the first week, we celebrated the community represented in
the Holy Trinity—Father, Son, and Spirit—who calls us to become a loving
community through the church and then commissions us to go out into the wider
community of our neighborhood to make disciples of Jesus Christ for the
transformation of the world, our United Methodist Church mission statement. In
the weeks that followed, we asked God to open our eyes and open our ears so
that we could more fully embrace and understand that mission as disciples.
We have a hymn in our United Methodist hymnal that mirrors
this journey of open eyes and open ears. The verses offer these words in song
and prayer, “Open my eyes, that I may see glimpses of truth thou hast for me”
and then, “Open my ears, that I may hear voices of truth thou sendest clear.”
If we are following the trajectory of the hymn, then our prayer today should be
for God to “Open my mouth, and let me bear gladly the warm truth everywhere?”
That’s what we would like to pray I think. After three weeks
of focusing on learning from the Trinity that all people are God’s people and
then practicing seeing all of God’s people and hearing all of God’s people…we
might sigh a breath of relief today. FINALLY! After doing this hard work of
seeing and hearing other people, finally, we get to be the ones talking! It’s
our turn, right?!
Consider first these next few words of the hymn’s last verse
and refrain: “Open my heart and let me prepare love with thy children thus to
share. Silently now I wait for thee, ready, my God, thy will to see. Open my
heart, illumine me, Spirit divine!”
Yes, we are called to share the good news of Jesus Christ and
salvation with the whole world…but Jesus makes clear throughout the gospel that
this truth can only be shared in love. Nothing we do will work, at least work
in the sense of bringing glory to God, if it is not done in love. Before Jesus
commissioned his followers to make disciples of all nations, he taught them
about love. He told them to “love one another as I have loved you” (John 13:34)
and to “love your neighbor as you love yourself” (Matthew 22:39).
Loving all of God’s people is an essential requirement to
going out into the world to share the name of Jesus. There are no ifs, ands, or
buts! And loving God’s people means loving ALL people. The truth is that we
will never look into the eyes of a person that God does not love. We will never
meet a person in this world that Jesus did not die on the cross to save.
The love of God should be the force that propels us into the
community around us. When the love of God is at the center of all we say and
do, our lives consistently overflow with the love of Christ that we can’t help
but let that love flow out of us, out of our church and into the streets, the
highways, the country road by-ways where people desperately need to hear, not
of God’s judgement, but of God’s grace.
But, let’s face it…there are a whole lot of other motivations
within us that lead us to engage with our community. Some of them are good
intentions, and some others…maybe not so much. What are some of the reasons
churches give for wanting to meet and welcome new people?
We want to grow the church.
We want to keep the church doors open.
We want the church to have a future.
We want to get new members to help pay the bills.
We feel a sense of duty to do what Jesus told us to do, even
when our heart isn’t really in it.
We want to convict sinners and tell people how wrong they are
and how Jesus can save them.
We want to convince people to find refuge and safety in the
church.
Some of these might be true for you. I know, at different
points in my life, each one of these statements had been true for me. Some of
these are still motivations I have to uncover and confess in my own actions as
a pastor who deeply loves the congregations God called her to serve.
Still, our primary love must be God, not the church. We are
called to share the love of God with the world God loves, and we have to remind
ourselves that God’s love and presence does not stop when we walk out of the
doors of our sanctuary.
In fact, often, we will discover God’s love wild and free in
the world in ways that will surprise us and take our breath away. I am thankful
for the church that raised me, the first church that let me preach, the
churches that helped me learn more about myself as I began to live into my
calling, and the churches that have given me the enormous privilege of calling
me pastor. Still, when I remember the experiences of love that caught me by
surprise and convinced me of God’s living grace active in the world, those
moments have been outside of the four walls of a church. In today’s Gospel
lesson, Jesus says that even something as simple as a cup of cold water can be
a sign of grace.
Those moments of simple grace for me have been in hospital
rooms and in coffee shop conversations. They have been in swimming pools and
front porch swings. They have been where ordinary life meets God’s
extraordinary grace, and they have been magical!
I think back to a day when I was in my first year of fulltime
ministry in the church, working as a director of youth and children’s ministry.
I was working to get ready for a special Christmas event, transforming the
fellowship hall of the church into a 1st century Jewish market with
different activities to teach kids about Jesus’ life and ministry. I hadn’t
recruited enough volunteers to help, a lesson I am still learning all the time
and getting a little better at, so feel free to call me out on it! On that day,
I was getting things set up at the church by myself, and I was overwhelmed.
Looking up at the clock, I realized around 3 pm that I still hadn’t eaten lunch,
but there was still so much to do. I took a deep breath and thought, “Okay…Go
get some Subway. Take a break, and then you will feel better and more focused.”
I headed out the door, and as soon as the door clicked behind me, I realized, “Oh
no! I just locked myself out of the church…and my cell phone and keys are inside.”
By some miracle, I had actually grabbed my car key, but I had not picked up my
church keys. Defeated and trying to think what I would do to get back inside on
a Saturday when it would be hard to catch other church members at home to come
let me back in especially when I didn’t have my cell phone with their phone
numbers was locked in the church, I decided to head to Subway anyway...What
else could I do? As I pulled up to the drive thru window after ordering, the cashier
handed me my meal and said, “The person in front of you paid for your meal. They
said, ‘Have a nice day and God bless!’”
It might sound silly but on a day where I was stressed,
locked out of a church where I was hosting a ministry event in less than three
hours, and feeling anything except blessed, this simple act was a moment of
extraordinary grace in my life that not only lifted my spirits but helped me
experience the love of God when I needed it most.
It's that magic of love, the way God plants hope deep down in
our hearts and souls even in the midst of the trials and tribulations of
ordinary life, it’s that love and hope God calls us to share with the world.
Where have you experience the love of God in your life?
Where has God planted seeds of hope in your heart?
The life of a disciple of Jesus isn’t an easy path. Anyone
who tells you that living out your faith in your everyday life is easy…is
lying! Yes, we hope and pray that the Holy Spirt will work through us in
powerful ways, but we also recognize that Jesus sent his disciples out to share
the good news of the gospel without an instruction book of what to do or a
script prepared with what to say. So, I know and I trust this truth…we are all
doing the best we can in following Jesus with what we learn through the careful
study of Scripture and prayer. That goes for me, and that goes for you!
I think Satan wins when we spend too much time arguing who is
right and who is wrong. In fact, I think that 99% of the time, when it comes to
our faith, asking who is right and who is wrong is the wrong question! WHY? Because
the focus of our energy is on the fight rather than on the mission God called
us to – the mission of the church – the mission to love.
What if the gospel is proclaimed more through our living than
by our speaking? What if we share more about God’s love by our attitudes and
what we do than what we say?
Yes, speaking is important. Of course, I believe that, or I
wouldn’t get up at 4 am every Sunday to prepare to share the word God places in
my heart.
Still, I think the kind of words Jesus asks us to share are
about the hope that lives inside of us because of the gospel. The story we are
called to tell over and over again is how the grace of God has transformed our
lives!
In the end, it isn’t our words that bring grace to someone
else’s life. It is our whole being and our whole presence. The body language we
use. The choices we make when we think no one is watching. That’s part of why
it’s so easy to day “We welcome everyone” but not be welcoming in practice. I
have never served a church that didn’t think it was a “friendly” church. I bet
you have never been a part of or visited a church that did not think it was a “friendly”
church. But I would guess that all of us at some point have had a experience in
a church that was less than friendly, maybe even downright mean or judgmental.
Church, we have to strip away all the barriers that keep people from being able
to fully participate in the life of church and experience the love of God in
this place. What we think about how people live their lives, wear their clothes,
or spend their time doesn’t matter when it comes to welcoming them into the
body of Christ. This church belongs to God, not to us, and before we ever open
our mouths, we have to open our hearts.
This is not easy to hear, and it’s even harder to live out.
But it’s so important, not only for our neighbors, but for us, too! Whenever I
have grown deeply in my spiritual walk with Christ or whenever I have seen the
people I pastor grow in their faith, this has been the one constant truth—that
growth has always be born from a place of struggle, question, or pain. We learn
that from the Gospels. Jesus healed the sick, not the healthy. Jesus challenged
the religious rule keepers with the scandal of grace. The hearts Jesus changed
were first broken before they could be put back together by his love.
This has been true in my life. I have grown deeper in my
trust of Jesus, not when things were going great in my life, but in the moments
of pain and disappointment, like when Adam was so sick four years ago that he couldn’t
work for eight months, and I wasn’t sure he would ever get better.
I have become more compassionate for others not when they
agreed with the way I saw the world, but when their lives challenged my preconceived
notions of how to be in mission and ministry. Like Jackie, a man in Nashville
experiencing homelessness and living with alcohol addiction, looked me in the eyes
after I had known him for over a year and served him every Thursday night at a
free community meal, asked me, “Do you love me? Do you really care about me?
Does God?” Jackie taught me that love looked more like being vulnerable enough sitting
down at the table to eat with him and receive his hospitality as we shared
stories of life than keeping him at an arm’s distance and staying behind the
kitchen counter. It was a lesson that was painful at the time, because it
challenged who I thought I was – “a good person helping others” – with the reality
of the messiness and risk of loving imperfect people with the love of Christ.
And I have grown and learned the most as a pastor, not when
people complimented me or agreed with everything I said, but when church
members and mentors who loved me deeply challenged me in love or shared with me
directly constructive feedback, not as demands or ultimatums, but as
opportunities to think and reflect on my leadership.
Those lessons were never easy, but they have helped me become
the pastor, the person, the disciple of Jesus I am today – a person who is
still learning and growing, as we all are…for in faith, we have never arrived.
There is always room in our heart and lives for more love, more light, more Jesus.
So, friends, don’t shy away from the hard stuff. When you
disagree with someone, I hope you can talk about it. I hope you reach out in
curiosity. I hope you wonder with questions asked out loud to God in prayer.
Even when after conversation and relationship you continue to disagree or think
differently from each other—and thanks be to God for our diversity and
differences for without them what a boring world this would be—I hope you seek
to understand in love. We may all never see the world the same way, but we can
choose to see each other and the world through God’s eyes of love. John Wesley,
the founder of the Methodist movement, said, “Though we cannot think alike, may
we not love alike? May we not be of one heart, though we are not of one
opinion? Without all doubt, we may.”
So, yes, Holy Spirit, open our eyes. Open our ears. Open our
hearts. May your love be the story we share with our lives.
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy
Spirit. Amen.