Pastor Glenn

Pastor Glenn

Rev. Glenn Schwerdtfeger, Pastor Maple Grove UMC
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Luke 4:16-21 / Mark 11:25


July 30, 2017


          What is a service of healing prayer?  The first thing to do about a healing service is to manage expectations.  So, on the one hand, will we hoot and holler here today?  Well, I’m not going to; you can if it helps you, I guess.  Will we throw crutches around?  No.  Will we sell hankies blessed by the Prayer Team?  No.  This is not a show; it’s a service of worship in which we seek God’s blessing.

          On the other hand, will we pray today for people to be healed in body, mind, spirit, finances, relationships, and any other way they are oppressed?  Absolutely!  Do we believe that prayer taps into a power beyond our understanding?  Yes! 

          In the Introduction to its healing services, The United Methodist Book of Worship says:  “Healing is not magic, but underlying it is the great mystery of God’s love.  . .  God does not promise that we shall be spared suffering but does promise to be with us in our suffering. . .  And God does not promise that we will be cured of all illnesses. . .  A Service of Healing is not necessarily a service of curing, but it provides the atmosphere in which healing can happen.”1 In other words, we come to this service with high expectations of an encounter with the healing God.  We get to share with God our deepest longings and desires.  The outcome of prayer is beyond our control, even beyond our understanding.  But one thing we know and trust—we need not leave here today without the blessing and favor of God.


          Will we pray for “miracles” here today?  I guess that depends on what you mean by “miracle.”  Some people think of a miracle as something that happens contrary to the rules of physics or outside the laws of nature.  I’m not sure I’ve ever prayed for that exactly.  But science is learning that energy and matter, mind and body, the spiritual and the rational are interrelated in ways we don’t begin to understand.  Surprising, unexplainable, praiseworthy things do happen—and I will pray for that. 

          The British theologian, Sam Wells, teaches that through the incarnation God is utterly with all of creation all the time, so there is no such thing as nature, understood as a self-sustaining system which God is outside of.  Instead there is creation, which God initiated, upholds and is perpetually with.  Thus “miracles” don’t so much change reality,” Wells says, “as make visible a different, divine reality that is always also part of creation.2

               One miracle I will absolutely pray for is the miracle of forgiveness—both to be forgiven and to be able to forgive others. There are few things in life more powerful than being set free from one’s guilt and shame.  And the action that unblocks the flow of receiving forgiveness is the act of forgiving others.   I know of no gift greater, no action more surprising, no miracle greater than forgiveness.  So yes, I’ll pray for miracles today.


               Our gospel reading is from Luke 4. It’s the scripture from Isaiah that Jesus chose for his very first public message. “The Spirit of the Lord is upon me,” he read, “because he has anointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to let the oppressed go free, to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”  In other words, Jesus took as his starting point, his personal mission statement, you might say, the work of healing, broadly understood:  the healing of physical ailments such as blindness, but also the healing of spiritual, economic, and social ailments—imprisonment, oppression, addiction, debt.  And Jesus kept at this healing mission all his life.  The very next stories in Luke 4 are about Jesus healing someone of an unclean spirit and healing Peter’s mother-in-law of a fever.  A summary at the end of chapter 4 says,  “all those who had any who were sick with various kinds of diseases brought them to him; and he laid his hands on each of them and cured them.  Demons,” it says, whatever that meant in those days, “also came out of many,”  Fully one-third of all the verses in Luke’s gospel are in stories of healing.  Healing was the mission of Jesus; it still is.


          When Jesus had finished reading his chosen scripture from Isaiah about release to captives, sight for the blind, freedom for the oppressed and favor for all God’s people, he preached on it what was essentially a one-word sermon.  (Don’t you wish your preachers could be so concise?)  “Today,” he said, “this scripture has been fulfilled in your presence.”  Today, he said.  God’s saving, healing power is not relegated to Bible stories long ago.  And God’s saving, healing power is not put off till we get to heaven or the End Time comes.  About release of captives and healed bodies, about freedom and God’s favor, Jesus says Today is the day.

          And in Jesus’ name, we say it too.  You are invited to come seek healing today.  No, no, I can’t know what will happen to anyone here today.  But again, one thing I do know and trust--we need not leave here today without the blessing and favor of God.


          Each week Cathy Davis and Nancy Gay add to our church’s Prayer List names and situations that you share on prayer cards, call or email to us, or tell us in person.  The Prayer Team faithfully prays for each one of these.  You probably know that.  What you may not know is that periodically the team creates what they call a Rejoice List.  These are the people who can be taken off the Prayer List because they’ve received the healing we prayed for, or they found peace of mind about the situation they shared.  It is often a long and always joyful list.  It’s difficult for us to share this Rejoice List with you because it contains such sensitive and personal information.  But suffice it to say there are surgeries recovered from, cancers gone into remission, relationships restored with sons and daughters, loved ones released from prison, people getting help with addictions, and on and on it goes.  Now, you may say these folks might have got better even without the Prayer Team.  Yeah, maybe—God is good.  But I sure am glad they prayed—aren’t you?


          So who are these poor people that Jesus reads about in Isaiah?  Who are the captives and blind ones, who are these oppressed and who is it that’s in need of God’s favor?  Well, the invitation today is to see that we are, you and I.  We are the ones in need of healing.  God’s healing power is not buried in Bible stories of the past nor do we have to wait for heaven or the End of time.  Jesus says healing is fulfilled today.


          There are several ways you can engage in this time of healing prayer, and you can choose one or all of them, as you are led. 

          In your bulletin is a card for you to use to reflect and then write down your heart’s longing for healing today.  How do you pray for healing this day—physical, emotional, spiritual, relationships, for someone else?  Write it down.  After the hymn, you can put this card in this Prayer Box up here, you can present it to the prayer partners when you move to a station, or you can take it home with you as a reminder.  But before the hymn we’ll give you a few moments to write down your prayer for healing.   

          Second, after the hymn you can come forward to the table and light a candle—lighting a candle is an ancient and moving act of prayer.

          Finally after the hymn, prayer partners will move to stations, both here at the front of the sanctuary and also at the back.  There is one set of prayer partners ready to come to you wherever you are, if that would be helpful—just signal to them.  At each prayer station, you will be invited to sit.  The prayer partners will ask what healing you long for today.  They’ll offer to anoint you with oil, if you wish.  And then they’ll simply pray for your desire and speak for you a blessing.  As you wait to be prayed for, I’d ask you to stay a ways back from the prayer station so that each encounter can be confidential.  

          Prayer partners will remain after worship in the prayer room in the back of the sanctuary.  If the 9:30 hours approaches, we may go ahead and sing the closing hymn, so that those who need to leave may do so, but don’t let the deter you.  The prayer partners will stay to pray with all who come, as long as they are needed. 

          Jesus said that God’s healing is fulfilled today. 



1 “Healing Services and Prayers: Introduction,” The United Methodist Book of Worship (Nashville: The United Methodist Publishing House, 1992), 613-14.

2Samuel Wells, A Nazareth Manifesto: Being With God (Malden, MA: Wiley Blackwell,

2015), 159.


Matthew 13:24-30

To Grow Together

July 23, 2017       Maple Grove UMC


          Last Sunday Jesus’ Parable of the Sower was meant to address questions like, If Jesus really is the Messiah, why doesn’t everyone believe in him? and Why don’t more people to come to church in his name? This week’s story, the Parable of the Wheat and the Weeds, addresses a related question: Why are some of the people who do come to church such, well, trouble-makers? Why are there weeds in our church’s wheat?

          Jesus’ response to people rejecting him, small crowds in church and disappointing results was to say, You know, that’s just the way it is. You scatter the seeds out there and the birds eat some and some don’t grow very well and some get choked out by weeds.  And some of them grow, but not all of them, not all the time.  That’s just the way the kingdom of God is.

          And today Jesus’ response to why there are so many weeds in the wheat, why there’s people we don’t get along with mixed in with the ones we do, is this:  that’s just the way it is too.  That’s not the way God wants it to be.  Things will be different some day.  But for now, that’s just the way the kingdom of God is; it’s a mixed bag, good and bad, wheat and weeds.

          And we know that’s true, don’t we?  There are people in our world, in our communities, in our churches, who are just not wheat people.  They don’t contribute, they don’t help out, they don’t share, they’re negative all the time.  In fact, writes one preacher, I have a list of them right here.1 You might have your own list.  I may be on your list!

          So we all know there are weeds in the wheat.  The question is, what do we do about that?  In the parable, the Master’s servants know what they want to do about it.  They want to go and pull the weeds, get rid of them.  They think that will help.

          But Jesus says, No, no.  That would do more harm than good.  Because when you try to pull the weeds, you’d pull up the wheat along with them.  No, just let them grow up together, he says.  Just let them grow up together, the wheat and weeds, until harvest time.  It will all get sorted out then, he says.

          So what should we do about the fact that there’s good people and bad people, people we like and people we don’t like, wheat and weeds, all mixed up together?  Nothing, Jesus says.  That’s just the way it is.  Just let them all grow together.  That’s kind of a hard lesson, isn’t it?


          Now before moving on, I want to make sure you know this parable is not some kind of moral relativism.  Jesus is not saying that it doesn’t matter how you live, or that anything goes in the church.  He’s quite clear that there really is wheat and there really are weeds, and that some day we really will be sorted out.  Here and now just isn’t the time to do the sorting.  And in Matthew 18 Jesus teaches a process for dealing with unacceptable behavior in the church.  He knows that for the unity of the church, certain kinds of behavior have to be confronted and dealt with.  But just to go around pulling weeds, that’s another matter. 


          Weeding can be such a damaging process.  A pastor in Virginia told about a nearby church where there was a girl, about fifteen or sixteen, who was wild, out of control.  She engaged in all kinds of inappropriate behavior and everyone knew it.  Well, it was an embarrassment to that church, and so they weeded her over it.  They voted not to let her come to church there any more, not to sing or worship or take Communion there, for one year.  It tore the church up, this pastor said.  It tore up two or three families.  It tore up the town.2 Even though there really are weeds, weeding can be so damaging.

          In my home church back in a tiny town in Kansas, a man who has a church member but didn’t really come to church any more had an RV.  And he parked his RV on a vacant lot the church owned across the street.  They bought the lot for parking, but no one ever parked there.  Now I don’t know why he parked his RV there--maybe an agreement with the pastor or a previous chair of Trustees.  It wasn’t really hurting anything.  But the new chair of Trustees called and told him he couldn’t park his RV there any more.  He didn’t give any reason, just said he couldn’t do it.  It hurt the man’s feelings and he said he wasn’t sure he wanted to be part of a church that would treat someone that way.  The new chair of Trustees told him, “The church doesn’t need your kind anyway.”  It tore up two or three families.  It tore up the little town.  Even though sometimes there really are weeds, weeding can be so damaging. 


          And for that matter, what makes any of us think we’re up to doing the weeding?  When I was a brand new pastor, the leader of Vacation Bible School came to me complaining that the woman who had signed up to teach one of the classes had quit at the last minute.  Bible School was going to start on Monday, and on Sunday after church she told her she just couldn’t do it.  She couldn’t find anyone else on such short notice and had to put two classes together, and it was a real mess.  The leader, who was usually a kind and patient woman, sort of snapped under the pressure.  She chewed that woman out and good, telling her that if she wasn’t going to follow through, she shouldn’t have signed up, and that she’d never wanted to work with her again.  The next day we found out that woman’s husband had left her, gone to Maine with some other woman, leaving her alone with their two daughters.  What do we know about pulling weeds?

          When I was in high school a member of our church came to Bible study one evening and shared some ideas that kind of shocked everyone, including me.  He had different views from the rest of us about the authority of the Bible and certain moral rules in particular.  He was told by several people that he was simply wrong and that he shouldn’t say such things at church.  I didn’t say anything, but I agreed with them.  Looking back, I now agree with every single thing that man said.  What do we know about pulling weeds?  There is One who will sort out the weeds from the wheat come harvest time, but it isn’t you and it isn’t me.

          There was a pastor in Tennessee, a very successful minister, except his current church was full of problems.  There was stress and division and just a mean spirit.  He got so sick of it he told a colleague, “I‘m thinking of quitting.”

          “I hope it won’t come to that,” his friend said.

          “Well, I might.”

          “Well, I hope not.”

          “You know what I’m going to do?” he said.  “I’m going to buy a little piece of land over in Arkansas, and I’m going to build my own church.  It’ll be a study where I can do my work.  No sanctuary.  No Sunday school rooms.  No fellowship hall.  No members.  Just me and God.3 Once you start weeding, that’s what you wind up with—just you and God.  Maybe not even you, on a bad day.


          Weeding can be so damaging.  What makes any of us think that we’re the ones to do the weeding?  And there’s one more thing:  sometimes weeds turn into wheat.  Sometimes leopards change their spots.  I know, that sounds like a physical impossibility.  And maybe it is.  But with God all things are possible.  I admit that I have given up on people, and I see them years later, and they’re not the same person.  They’ve quit all that drinking, or they’ve been healed of their bitterness and anger, or they’ve stopped feeling sorry for themselves.  You wouldn’t have thought it was possible, but there it is.  I suspect there are people who have seen me at certain moments of my life, and they might have good reason to say, “Well, that one should never be a pastor,” or “I can’t see him being a kind and caring sort.”  But God wasn’t done with me yet on those certain days, and God still isn’t done with me.  And God isn’t done with you either.  And God isn’t done with the person you’re ready to write off.  You start weeding, and you can get in the way of God’s work of transforming lives.


          That’s just the way the kingdom of God is, Jesus says—it’s a mixed bag.  Good and bad, people you like and people you don’t like, wheat and weeds all mixed up together.  That’s pretty messy, isn’t it?  When we invite people to come to church, we’d like to be able to promise them a place where it’s all wheat, where no one would ever hurt their feelings, everyone would be kind and accepting all the time, where the preacher would never say some crazy wrong-headed thing.  But we can’t promise that, of course.  I suppose that’s because God is so terribly patient with us, that as much as sin and evil must break God’s heart, God wants to give everyone one of us every possible chance to shine like golden waves of grain. 


          Now, I’ve taken Jesus’ parable to be, more or less, about the church.  And it is, I’m sure.  But it also has some implications for our own internal lives.  When there are things about myself that I do not like—my anger, my pride, my self-doubt—I’d like to root those out of my personality, pull them out like weeds.  But my counselor tells me, “You can’t do that, Glenn.  Because if you rip out your anger, what else might you rip out with it?  And if you just pull out all your pride, what damage might that do?  No, no, she says, you’ve got to befriend your shadow side.  Let it all grow up together, and see if some of those weeds inside you can be transformed into wheat.

          And the parable also surely has a thing or two to say to our country at this point in time.  Depending on our political inclinations, we’re all ready to weed out someone--immigrants , or rich people, or Muslims, or Republicans or Democrats.  But weeding can be so damaging.  Just let them grow together, Jesus said.  Leave it to One wiser than ourselves to sort it all out.


          The kingdom of God, Jesus said, is a mixed bag—good and bad, people you like and people you don’t like, wheat and weeds all mixed together.  That’s just the way it is, for now.  We’ll all get sorted out some day.  In the meantime, the good news—and I do think it’s good news—is that we’re stuck with each other, wheat and weeds growing together in God’s kingdom.  Oh sure, I think I could decide pretty well which of us are weeds and which of us is wheat.  You might have your own list, quite different from mine.  The task we have been given, however, is not to sort out who’s weeds and who’s wheat.  The task we’ve been given is not to get rid of the weeds.  Our task is to learn to live together and love each other, mixed bag that we are.  And that, says Jesus, is what the kingdom of God is like.  That’s just the way it is. 


1 See Fred B. Craddock, Cherry Log Sermons (Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, 2001), 26.

2 Fred B. Craddock, Craddock Stories, ed. Mike Graves and Richard F. Ward (St. Louis: Chalice Press, 2001), 106.

3 Craddock Stories, 106-7.


Matthew 13:1-9, 18-23

Called to Keep Trying

July 16, 2017       Maple Grove UMC


          There are at least three ways of hearing this parable.  The interpretation that Matthew gives in chapter 13 invites you to ponder what kind of soil you are. 

  • We could be like soil on a path where there’s just too much going on and kingdom messages get through. One prominent preacher complains that people don’t listen to what he says. Church announcements are published in the parish paper, he says, reprinted in the weekly bulletin, and repeated orally before worship. Then during the Benediction he prays: “Lord, please help the people to remember the fellowship supper on Wednesday at 6:30--that’s Wednesday at 6:30, Lord. And invariably at the door afterwards someone will ask, “Are we going to have the fellowship dinner?”1 People don’t listen! Don’t be like that path soil.

  • We could be like shallow, rocky ground. “Whatever happened to so-and-so,” people ask, “who joined the church a year ago and was so excited about things?” “Well,” I’ll respond, “his friends gave him a hard time for going to church and he kind of let it go,” or “She was on a ministry team and a decision didn’t go her way, so she stopped coming.” Don’t be like that shallow, rocky soil.

  • Some people are like thorny ground, where the cares of the world choke seeds off. Fred Craddock tells about worshiping one time where the sermon was dynamic, the music was inspiring, the whole thing was life-changing. As he walked out he picked up a bulletin someone had dropped. On it was a handwritten conversation: “Shall we close the deal today?” it began. In another hand: “But it’s Sunday.” In the first hand again, “But if we don’t close it today we may lost it.”2 During church! Weeds choke out the Word. Don’t be like thorny ground.

  • What we want to be is good soil, where God’s Word takes root and grows, bearing fruit of 30, 60, 100 times.

There’s a good sermon in there, but I’m reading it a different way today.


          A second way of hearing this parable is to imagine ourselves not as soil but as seeds; we are how God shares the kingdom with others.  It’s not so much our mission, it’ss our identity, our privilege to be tossed out there by God.  Can you imagine yourself as God’s seed, yielding for God 100 more people, or 60, or 30 . . . or 1?  There’s a good sermon that way, too. 


          But there’s another way to read this story, perhaps the most natural way.  Remember—the main character in a parable is usually the one mentioned first.  And this parable starts out like this:  “Listen! A sower went out to sow . . .”  So who’s the story about?  The sower.

          Taken this way, the parable is about how hard, how unpredictable, frankly how discouraging this work of sharing God’s love and inviting people to church can be.  You dream of bearing fruit 30, 60 or 100-fold, and all too often what you wind up with is a grand total of nothing. 

          Remember from last Sunday--Jesus had reason to be discouraged at this point in his ministry.  His message has become divisive and unpopular, cities where he did deeds of power have rejected him, and even John the Baptist has his doubts.  The early church, where Matthew wrote his gospel, had similar experiences and disappointments.  The Parable of the Sower addresses questions like, “If Jesus is so wonderful, why doesn’t everyone believe in him?  If the Kingdom of God is at hand, why doesn’t it look like it?  And why hasn’t the Church been more successful?”3

          When we’re honest, we Methodists have similar questions.  Some of you have been hard at work sowing God’s seed in this church for fifty years, yet worship attendance is about half what it was fifty years ago. And despite well-loved pastors and dedicated members, the Methodist church has been shrinking since the 1970s.4 What’s going on?

          So many people want to blame pastors for their discouragement about church.  So many pastors want to blame their church members.  But in his parable, Jesus doesn’t feel the need to blame anyone.  It’s just the way it is, he says:  some of the seed falls on the path where birds eat it, and some falls on the rocky ground that has no depth, and some falls where thorns choke it out.  And some seed falls on good soil and bears fruit--but not all of it, not all the time.  Rejection of Jesus and small crowds in church don’t have to be anybody’s fault.  The question isn’t, who can I blame. The question is what are we going to do about it? Well, Jesus’ parable suggests a couple of answers.


  1. First, the church is based not on efficiency, but on trusting God’s abundance. Jesus does not say, Let’s appoint a Soil Analysis Committee to figure out the best place to plant our precious seeds. He didn’t say, Let’s plant only certain kinds of seeds, or only at certain times of year, so we don’t run out of precious seed. We get to thinking that resources are scarce; but Jesus’ parable has a different idea. So when times are tough we want to cut the budget; Jesus wants us to give ourselves away. When the crowd gets smaller, we want to circle the wagons and take care of the ones we’ve still got; Jesus wants us to keep reaching out. Jesus says, just keep throwing seeds out there. There’s no shortage of love to share; there’s plenty of seed. So just keep throwing it out there.

              It reminds me of the song, In This Very Room—I believe it’s Nancy Foulger who sometimes sings it for us:

              And in this very room there's quite enough love for all of us,           And in this very room there's quite enough joy for all of us,           And there's quite enough hope and quite enough power

                 to chase away any gloom,           For Jesus, Lord Jesus ... is in this very room.


              “Beneath this parable,” writes one pastor, “is a bedrock assumption of abundance. . . Grace is flung and wasted everywhere.”5 Go ahead and share! There’s plenty for everyone!


  2. That’s one lesson from this parable—the kingdom of God has an abundance of love and room for all. Share it!

              Here’s the other lesson of the parable, as I see it. Jesus’ message in the face of unresponsive cities, smaller crowds and discouraging results is this: keep trying. Don’t give up. We may or may not be granted what feels like success, but we are called to keep at it. According to the parable, at least ¾ of kingdom seeds never bear fruit, ¾ of our efforts to share God’s love and invite people to church won’t pan out. The answer to that is not to give up. The answer is to sow even more seed, to invite at least four for everyone one you want to show up, to keep trying.

    Of course, in order to keep trying you have to start trying. I read a sermon by a preacher whose church was just about to move into a new, larger facility. He ended his sermon like this: In a short while our church is going to be in our new building. We are going to be in a place in which you can finally invite your friends to come. We do not have room now, and we appreciate your keeping them away so far. But soon we are going to have a place, and then I may just say, “Scatter the seed. It will land in the most unlikely places, and some people may say, “Why did you invite him?” But you never know, because the seed is the Word of God, and once the invitation is out there, you never know what might happen.6

    Well, I’ve done an audit of available space here at Maple Grove and there’s seems to be plenty of room. So I’m saying it today—Scatter the seed, my friends. Throw it out there!

              In the face of smaller crowds and disappointing results, trust in God’s abundance and keep trying.



1 Fred B. Craddock, “God Opens the Ear,” The Collected Sermons of Fred B. Craddock (Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, 2011), 44.

2 Craddock, 44-45.

3 See Mark Trotter, What Are You Waiting For? Sermons on the Parables of Jesus (Nashville: Abingdon Press, 1992), 17.

4 David Hempton, Methodism: Empire of the Spirit (New Haven: Yale University Press, 2005), 183.

5 Brian Hiortdahl, Reflections on the Lectionary, The Christian Century (June 28, 2011), 21.

6 Fred B. Craddock, “At Random,” The Cherry Log Sermons (Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, 2001), 24.


Matthew 11:25-30

Easy Yokes, Light Burdens

July 9, 2017         Maple Grove


          Jesus said, “Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.”  Come to me, you weary.  What makes people weary?  Weary is not the same as tired.  You’re tired when you mow the grass and weed the flowers and trim the bushes.  And when you’re done your bones ache, but you pour yourself an iced tea and sit on the porch and admire how everything looks.  That’s tired.  Weary is when you get half-way done and the mower quits and no amount of pulling will bring it back to life.  So you weed the garden. go inside to brag to your wife about all the weeds you’ve pulled, and she says, “I hope you didn’t pull up the new flowers that just came up.”  “New flowers?”  Then you trim the bushes and the neighbor chews you out for leaving twigs on his lawn. That’s weary.  Tired is “worn out;” weary is “worn down.” 

          What makes people weary?  Burn-out, in my experience, is usually not about working too hard or too many hours.  It’s about working hard at things that don’t really seem to matter, that aren’t getting results any more, that no one seems to appreciate anyway. You know, weary.

          Jesus knew this weariness.  They brought someone with seizures to the disciples but they couldn’t help him.  Jesus said, “How much longer must I be with you?”  He was weary.  At the end of chapter 17 Jesus tells the disciples he’ll be betrayed and put to death, and the next thing they can think of to talk about is which them is the greatest.  It made Jesus weary.  In Gethsemane Jesus begged them to stay awake while he prayed, yet they could not stay awake even one hour.  And in chapter 11, just before today’s Gospel reading, Jesus is lamenting that cities where’d he’d done great deeds of power would not repent, and even John the Baptist had begun to have his doubts about Jesus.  He was weary. 


          Perhaps his own weariness was why Jesus prayed to God: “Thank you, Father, because you have hidden these things from the wise and intelligent and have revealed them to infants.”  He knew that those who are most open to the gospel are not the strong but the weak, not those who have it all together but those whose lives have fallen apart, not the successful but the weary.  Our weariness, in other words, may not be a curse after all, but an opportunity for God.  It’s not until you get to the point you can’t do it yourself that you begin to let go and turn to Jesus.  Michael Yaconelli says:  “We know we are ready for God to work in our lives when we’re tired.”1 You know, weary.  Are you ready for God to work in your life?


          Jesus said, “Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” 

          Why is Jesus’ yoke easy and his burden light?  It’s not that he isn’t demanding.  He sends us out to share God’s love and invite people to church.  Demanding.  He tells us to give to every person who begs from us.  Demanding.  He says for us to forgive not seven times, but seventy times seven times.  Demanding.  He wants us to love not just our friends but our enemies.  What makes that yoke easy and that burden light?

  1. Well, for one thing, Jesus’ burden is the right burden, carried in the right way. This is what God-Centered Wellbeing and Calling means. The trick is not to find the most lucrative burden, or the most impressive, or the one closest at hand. The trick is to find the burden that’s yours, that fits the way God made you, that brings you joy and satisfaction because it is your calling.

              Another way of thinking about this is that the light burden is authentic. If you’re working hard all the time but doing it to keep up with the Jones’s or impress your friends, it’ll wear you out. If you’re nice to your family but just to keep mama off your back, you’ll come to resent them. And if you grit your teeth and fill out Maple Grove’s service commitment card because you feel like it’s your duty, where’s the joy? The light burden is the right burden carried in the right way.

          I think of Peggy Bowers whose funeral we had here yesterday.  She was a nurse for over forty years, and when she wasn’t working in the ER at Riverside, she was taking a friend to the doctor or checking on a neighbor.  No one made Peggy be a nurse, and it must have been hard, stressful, demanding work.  But for Peggy it was an easy yoke, a light burden, because it was her calling, what God made her to do.

          Sometimes, of course, we all to knuckle down and do something just because it has to be done.  Caregiving may not be your calling but your spouse is sick, overtime may not be your thing but your family needs debts paid down, I don’t love driving but my daughter lives 700 miles away.  What are you going to do?  When you’ve just got to do something, you have two choices.  You can do it bitterly, griping and complaining, making yourself and the people around you miserable; or you can accept it lightly, grateful for the ability to do it and that you don’t have to do it forever.  Even when it’s not quite the right burden, how much lighter it is when you carry the right way. 

 2. Why is Jesus’ yoke easy and his burden light? Because it’s your calling, the right burden carried in the right way. Second, the word translated as an “easy” yoke means, literally, “kind” or “loving.” There are some teachers or bosses that you’d do anything for. Why? Because they’re kind, loving. There are other teachers and other bosses that make even the simplest thing feel hard. Guess which kind of teacher Jesus is?

     Have you ever noticed how people’s attitude toward certain activities changes when they fall in love? Someone who used to hate to go to the gym is suddenly there at 6:00 am . . . if the girlfriend is there. Football games aren’t so boring, long walks aren’t as dull, even the opera is tolerable, if shared with the one you love.

     Well, what about a life lived out in love of Jesus? What about work done, sacrifices made, gifts given, indignities suffered all out of love of Jesus? The ordained ministry is sometimes called “the yoke of obedience.” Sounds delightful, doesn’t it? And it can be like that--when no one volunteers, and you fight with the Trustees, when some people call to complain you’ve done something too much and others call to complain you haven’t done it enough, and the phone rings with news of yet another death. As long as you’re carrying all that to do your job or keep people happy, it’s heavy. But Jesus says, Come to me. You’re not doing it for yourself, but out of love for me. 

     In A Chorus Line they sing: 

Kiss today goodbye and point me toward tomorrow We did what we had to do Won't forget, can't regret what I did for love.


3. What makes Jesus’ yoke easy and his burden light? Because it’s our calling, the right burden carried in the right way. Because it’s carried out of love for Jesus. And here’s one more. Look at the yoke: it’s not for one burden-bearer but for two. One commentary has Jesus saying, “Become my yoke mate, and learn how to pull the load by working beside me and watching how I do it. The heavy labor will seem lighter when you allow me to help you with it.2 Jesus is not calling you to a task. Oh, there’s work to do, but he’s inviting you into a relationship. And Jesus isn’t inviting you to come and do a duty, though again there is much to do. He’s calling you to share life with him. He didn’t say come and do a bunch of stuff; he said come to me.


          Have you ever been weary?  Maybe you’re weary today?  Jesus said,

“Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”


1 Michael Yaconelli, Messy Spirituality: God’s Annoying Love for Imperfect People (Grand Rapids, MI: Zondervan, 2002), 98.

2 Douglas R.A. Hare, Matthew, Interpretation (Louisville: John Knox Press, 1993), 129.



Matthew 10:40-42

The Calling Right in Front of You

July 2, 2017


          This worship series is about God-Centered Wellbeing and Calling—what your purpose in life is, what God is calling you to do and how God is calling you to live.  We began by hearing three Maple Grove members tell about their individual, or particular, calling of God:  to love without needing to judge, to be a church youth group leader, to reinvent oneself after a season of grief and loss.  Last Sunday we heard about a calling that belongs to all Christians—to share God’s love to others and invite them to church. 

          Different as they are, one thing those two callings have in common is they both some involve some planning, or at least a little reflection.  God’s purpose for your life may smack you upside the head, but more likely you’ll need to spend some serious time in prayer and self-reflection to work it out.  And some people are just naturals at telling others about God’s love and inviting them to church, but most of us have to work up to those things.  These are callings you have to prepare for.  But the calling in today’s Gospel reading is different; it’s the calling that’s right in front of you.  Whoever welcomes someone in my name, Jesus says, will be rewarded.  Those who give so much as a cup of cold water to one of these littles ones—they will not lose their reward.  There’s nothing you really have to prepare for here.  No deep reflection is necessary.  Just basic hospitality, just be kind to the people in front of you, don't let anyone pass by without caring for them.  Sometimes the calling is right in front of you.


Earlier in chapter 10, as Jesus sent the disciples out to share God's love and to heal the sick, he warned them that they would meet opposition; they were entering a time of controversy and division, even division within their own families. (Sound familiar?)  Maybe that's why Jesus ended this chapter emphasizing hospitality and kindness.  For when is the need for hospitality and kindness greater than in a time of controversy?  In a divisive time, you don't have to seek out opportunities for hospitality and kindness.  No, in times like that, the calling is right in front of you.


One of my favorite preachers, Barbara Taylor, tells of a week when she was busy preparing a sermon about the Good Samaritan, that story about being a neighbor by helping someone in need. She worked on that sermon every day--reading commentaries, praying about it, talking with other preachers.  One of the truths I got from the parable, she says, is that God comes to us daily in unexpected encounters with unexpected people, and if we're faithful, we won't ignore them.  Then, she says, on Thursday I was driving to church, when I saw a car with its hood up along the road.  This was in the 80s, before cell phones.  A large man stepped into the road, she says, holding up some jumper cables and looking me straight in the eye.  Several hundred thoughts went through her mind in about three seconds.  "The man needs help—you are a single woman alone in a car—the man needs help—you are a single woman alone in a car—the man needs help—never open your door to a stranger—go to the nearest gas station and send a mechanic—but the man needs help—what if he can't afford a mechanic—the man needs help—I'm sorry,” she decided, “I can't help—maybe the next person will.”  And I drove on to church, she says, to complete my research on the Good Samaritan.1 Sometimes the calling isn't at church; sometimes it's right in front of you. 

I think of this sometimes after worship, if I see a visitor, a newcomer, standing in a corner of the lobby by herself. It doesn't happen often, but I have seen it.  It's not that we're unfriendly or uncaring, of course.  It's just that we are called to so many places on Sunday—to TJs with friends or to football on TV or to deliver flowers to shut-ins.  Or here's my own calling—I'm always headed to a meeting.  And there stands that lonely person aching for someone to talk to or better yet, have lunch with.  If you welcome someone in my name, Jesus says, you're welcoming me.  Even a cup of cold water matters.  The calling is right in front of us.

Sometimes I see the people at the bus stop across Henderson Road. Especially in winter they look cold, lonely, miserable.  Several times I've asked someone to help me make coffee, get some paper cups, put some sugar and creamer on a cart, wheel it across the street, and start handing out coffee.  So far no one I've shared this with has thought it's a good idea, especially not in winter.  And I suppose everyone thinks the pastor has more important things to do than stand on a street corner handing out coffee.  Everyone, that is, except Jesus.  The gospel is as simple hospitality and kindness, and the calling is right in front of me.  You’ll know where to look for me this winter . . .


Now you might be wondering—welcoming a stranger, a cup of cold water, free coffee—I mean, these are nice things, but they're not very, well, religious.  Shouldn't the church stick to sacred things—Bible studies, funerals, organ music, and leave strangers to homeless shelters and leave cups of water to the Culligan Man?  But Jesus has a way of mixing up what's sacred and what's not.  In another place in Matthew, Jesus teaches that if you visit someone in prison, if you feed or clothe the needy, if you offer health care to the poor, you're doing it to none other than Jesus himself.  And here in Matthew 10, Jesus says that if you welcome someone, anyone, in my name, it's like welcoming me.  And suddenly hospitality seems a lot more religious.  And that cup of water, Jesus says, that's holy water--I've got my reward set on that water.  So what is sacred and what is secular?  Well with Jesus, it's hard to tell, so maybe we'd better just treat it all as holy.


When I was pastor at Maynard Avenue Church, there were two little tow-headed boys who lived just up the street. They were—how can I put this?—lightly supervised, and roamed the neighborhood from sunrise to sunset.  They played in the park, dumpster-dived in the alley, chatted up anyone who'd take the time.  They often came to church on Sundays—not always for worship or Sunday school, but always for the refreshments afterward.  One Friday afternoon I was laboring away in the church office on my sermon (probably on the Good Samaritan), when I heard the church doorbell.  I debated with myself.  It's surely just someone wanting a sandwich or a bus ticket, someone with a hard luck story.  And I've just got to finish this sermon.  But Strength Finders says that one of my Top 5 Strengths is "Responsibility."  So I got up and trudged to the door.  It was the two boys.  "Is there church today?" they asked.  What I thought was, "Does it look like there's church today?  Is it Sunday?"  But what I said was, "No, no church today, boys.  Sorry." 

"Well then, can we come in and get a drink?" I started to say no, to send them home for a drink.  Then I remembered—half the time they were locked out of their own home.  "All right," I said, "come on in and have a drink."  We went downstairs to the water fountain, but the water pressure was low and it was hard for them to drink.

"Can you get us some cups?" they asked. I thought to myself, "and how about a steak and baked potato while I'm at it.  But what I said was, "Sure, be right back."  In a kitchen closet found two red plastic cups, brought them back and filled them up, and handed them to the boys.

"Aren't you going to have some water too?" they asked. In for a penny, in for a pound.  I went back to the kitchen, found one more red plastic cup and filled it for myself.  I started to drink my water.

"Wait! Don't you want to sit down, Pastor?" they asked, as though I were their guest. "You know, that's exactly what I want," I said. "Where do you want to sit?"

We went out front and sat on the steps. We talked and we drank our water.  You know, one thing I'd said earlier turned out to be wrong.  We did have church that day, after all--two tow-headed boys, one reluctant pastor, and three red plastic cups of water.  All it takes to have church is a bit of hospitality and kindness.  And the calling is right in front of you.



1 Barbara Brown Taylor, The Preaching Life (Boston: Cowley, 1993), 115.  

Matthew 10:24-33

Do Not Be Afraid . . . Again

June 25, 2017


        We did a whole sermon series back in Lent—March and April—called Overcoming Fear with Faith. 

  • We heard Jesus say, “Don’t worry about what you’re going to eat or drink. God knows you need those things. But seek first God and God’s kingdom and everything else will take care of itself.

  • We may fear foreigners and strangers, but the Bible is clear we must welcome and care for them.

  • When Peter tries to walk on the water, he grows fearful of the wind and waves, but when he falls, what happens? Jesus scoops him up and sets him back in the boat.

  • There is no fear in love, 1 John says, but perfect love casts out fear.

  • On Good Friday Jesus prayed his way through fear in Gethsemane.

  • Even on Easter, the message comes two times: Don’t be afraid.


    So you might think we’d pretty well covered the topic of fear in the scriptures. But no, here is Jesus today telling his disciples not once, not twice, but three times: Have no fear of them (v. 26), Do not fear (v. 28), So do not be afraid (v. 31). And what are the disciples afraid of? Well, he’d just called them and sent them out to proclaim the good news of God’s kingdom and healing power. And Jesus warned that some people would oppose them, maybe even persecute them for this message. Well, yeah. I might be afraid of that. How about you?


            We’re in this worship series now about God-Centered Wellbeing and calling, what God calls us to do, how God calls us to be in the world. Last Sunday we heard Maple Grove members tell about their individual calling of God—to love others without needing to judge, to be a church youth leader, to reinvent oneself after grief and loss. And over lunch today we’ll work on our own personal mission statements.

    But today’s scripture is not about this individual call of God to each one of us; it’s about a calling that belongs to all disciples, one common to every Christian—to go and share the good news of Jesus Christ. We worked on that common calling three Sundays ago—writing down why Jesus is important to you, what difference the church makes in your life, and who is that one person you can invite to church. Sure enough, we wrote all that down. And then the fear sets in, right? I mean have you actually invited that person? See what I mean about fear? That’s why Jesus said it not once, not twice, but three times: Have no fear of them, Do not fear, So do not be afraid.


            New Testament scholar, Susan Garrett, points out that one problem interpreting Matthew 10 for our own situation is that the specific hardships Jesus warns about aren’t likely to happen to us. Our very lives are not at risk for telling a neighbor about Jesus, and we won’t get thrown in prison for inviting family and friends to church. But even though we don’t face persecution of that sort, she says, we still face some real obstacles.1 When we think about telling others about God’s love and inviting them to church, we worry that people will think we’re nosy or meddling. We’re afraid they might think we’re criticizing them or suggesting there’s something wrong with them. We’re afraid of being labeled “that religious fanatic neighbor” or the “grandparents who only talks about church.” In today’s contentious climate, we’re afraid that even mentioning God or church might stir up anger or division. Maybe you’re afraid that the person you invite to church won’t come; or maybe you’re afraid they will come and you’ll feel responsible for them here.

    There’s no end of things to be afraid of . . . for the twelve disciples back then and for us today. But Professor Garrett also points out that while we might think the main obstacles to sharing our faith are human opposition or potential criticism, Jesus teaches that the chief obstacle (as Tommy Thompson has been telling me) is fear itself. Of course things may not turn out the way we want. Of course there’s risk in anything important you do. It’s not that there isn’t anything to be afraid of; it’s that Jesus calls us to share and invite anyway. That’s why he said it not once, not twice, but three times: Have no fear of them, Do not fear, So do not be afraid.


    In this gospel reading, Jesus does not promise to protect us from all harm. But he does give us two good reasons to face our fears of telling people about God’s love and inviting them to church:

  • First, we never do anything without God’s presence and care. Not even a sparrow falls to the ground, Jesus says, apart from our Father. That doesn’t mean bad things won’t happen—sparrows do fall. But whether the person you tell about God’s love is delighted or offended, whether the person you invite comes to church or runs the other way, you are still in the shadow of God’s love. Do not be afraid.

  • Second, Jesus says, “Everyone who acknowledges me before others, I will also acknowledge before the Father in heaven.” I know Jesus loves us whether we’ve done well or failed miserably; forgiveness and mercy are his trademark. But isn’t your heart hungry to acknowledge him? Don’t you long for others to know the forgiveness and mercy that you know? Sharing and inviting is one of the things Jesus calls every disciples to do. Fearful or not, I want to say ‘yes’ to Jesus.


When Fred Craddock was a boy back in the 1930s his family lived near a railroad tracks. Fred remembers a number of mornings waking up and going into the kitchen for breakfast, and there’d be a strange, ill-kempt, poorly dressed man at the table eating.  He was scared of them.  So one morning when such a man left, he said, “Mom, who was that?”

She said, “Well, his name was Henry, and he said he was hungry.”

“Where’d he come from?”

“He came down the railroad tracks, honey,” she explained. Some people call them ‘hobos.’  They walk the tracks doing odd jobs, begging, whatever they can to stay alive.”

“But Mama,” Fred insisted, “weren’t you scared?”

She said, “Well, he’s hungry.”

“But I was scared!”

“Well, he’s hungry.”2

Fred remembered his mother’s lesson the rest of his life. What is our fear when one of God’s children is hungry?  What is our fear when a neighbor needs to know Jesus’ mercy and forgiveness?  What is our fear when a child needs Vacation Bible School, when someone is lonely or despairing and needs a church family, or has gifts and skills and nowhere to offer them?  That’s why Jesus said it not once, not twice, but three times: Have no fear of them, Do not fear, So do not be afraid.


1 Susan R. Garrett, “Matthew 10:24-33,” From Text to Sermon, Interpretation 47/2 (April 1993), 166-69.

2 Fred B. Craddock, Craddock Stories, ed. Mike Graves and Richard F. Ward (St. Louis: Chalice Press, 2001), 109.



Acts 2:1-21

Made to Live with Authority

June 4, 2017            Maple Grove UMC


            The leader of Maple Grove’s “Invitation Team” is Don Ackerman.  He’s a husband and father of two young sons, he’s a seminary student up at Methesco, and he teaches military science at Capital University.  He’s in Kentucky for several weeks this summer training 600 cadets, but before he left he gave me some marching orders about the scriptures for today and next Sunday.  Acts 2 reports that on the day of Pentecost, 3000 welcomed the message about Jesus and were baptized.  A church Invitation Team has a natural interest in a story like that!

            On Pentecost the Holy Spirit fell upon Peter and the other disciples.  Note that the Spirit didn’t cause them to know Jesus—they already knew Jesus.  Neither did the Holy Spirit cause them to love Jesus—they already loved Jesus.  But even though they already knew and loved Jesus, they didn’t feel worthy or authorized to tell anyone about Jesus and his love.  After all, the last time we saw the disciples, they’d been busy deserting and denying Jesus.  And now they were stuck inside, keeping Jesus and his love to themselves. 

            On Pentecost, all that changed.  The Holy Spirit came and the fisherman Peter told about Jesus as if he’d been doing it all his life.  And all the believers went out and told about God’s deeds of power in ways that everyone could understand. 

            And once this sharing got started, there was no stopping it.  3000 people came to Jesus just that day and it went on from there.  The secret is in the sharing and inviting, and the Spirit authorizes believers to do exactly that. 

            So as the Holy Spirit falls on us this Pentecost day, what will we share about Jesus?  And with whom will we share?  You’ll find in your bulletin a card on which to write what you can share.  After all, you are the world’s leading expert in your own experience of Jesus and his church—that’s all you have to share.  The card is intentionally small.  You don’t have to write an essay—just share a sentence or two.

            And who is the best person for you to tell about Jesus and his love?  Your parents?  Your kids or grandkids?  Your hair dresser?  Neighbor?  Someone going through grief or loss?  A couple getting married or having a child?  Write down that person’s name and begin to pray for the right opportunity to share.  And by the power of the Holy Spirit, you are authorized to share and invite!


John 17:1-11, 20-23

And Jesus, Still Up There Praying

May 28, 2017     Maple Grove UMC


A friend told me this story. In the church where he grew up a retired pastor, Rev. Johnson, from time to time would be called upon to deliver the pastoral prayer.  He'd always been known for his, uh, stamina when praying.  But the older Rev. Johnson got, the longer he prayed, until one time, he just didn't stop.  He prayed so long that people opened their eyes and checked their watches.  Those with lunch plans started to file out.  Everyone else looked at the pastor, wondering what to do.  Finally, the pastor motioned for everyone to move downstairs for coffee time, signaling them to be quiet so as not to disturb Rev. Johnson’s marathon praying.  As fellowship time was wrapping up, someone asked, "Hey, where's Rev. Johnson?"  Someone ran upstairs and reported, "He's still up there praying!"   To which the pastor, knowing of much trouble and many needs in his congregation, replied, "Oh, thank goodness!" 


John 17 is the end of what Bible scholars call this gospel’s "Farewell Discourse." In chapters 14, 15 and 16, Jesus teaches and prepares the disciples for his departure, and he concludes this Farewell Discourse by praying for them--for all of chapter 17 he prays for them.  We only read part of it here this morning.  And for all we know, John 17 may be just a summary of all that Jesus actually prayed; he may have gone on as long as Rev. Johnson.  The disciples may have eventually filtered out of the room, checked their phones, got a snack.  Until one of them thought to ask, "Hey, where's Jesus?"  Someone went back to the upper room to check:  "He still up there's praying."  To which the disciples, if they had any sense, must have replied, "Oh, thank goodness!" 

At a time of change and stress, when the disciples probably didn’t even know what to pray for, they got to overhear Jesus praying for them. And at a time of change and stress, when we may not know exactly how to pray, through John’s gospel we got to overhear Jesus praying for us.  In John 17 Jesus prays for three things:

  1. First he prays for his own glorification, which may sound like a selfish prayer, until you remember that in John’s gospel Jesus’ glorification refers to his death. He prays for the completion of what he came to do on the cross, which gave God glory and eternal life to those who believe.

  2. In verse 9 Jesus begins to pray for the disciples—for them to be protected and sanctified, for them to be sent out to the world even as Jesus had been sent to them. Whether they knew it yet or not, they would desperately need this prayer.

  3. And finally, starting in verse 20, Jesus prays for those who would believe in him because of the disciples’ ministry, that is, for future Christians—that is, even for us. And what he prays for future believers is that they—that we--might be one, even as he and the Father are one.

         Jesus finishes his prayer, and immediately soldiers arrive and his glorification begins. Yet in a way, Jesus never finishes that prayer. Romans 8:34 tells of Jesus “who died, yes, who was raised, who is at the right hand of God, who indeed intercedes for us.” In other words, where is Jesus now? Well, he’s still up there praying for us. To which we can only say, thank goodness!


         The four gospels each remember and tell different things about Jesus, depending on what was going on in the time and place where that gospel was written. One of the things going on when John was written was conflict.1 Three times John refers to believers being kicked out of their synagogues. Jews who didn’t believe in Jesus must have felt like the Christians had changed too much, gone too far. And Jews who did believe in Jesus must in turn have felt judged and excluded by the others. What’s more, it turns out that within the first couple of generations, even those who did believe in Jesus didn’t believe in him in quite the same way. What was in one sense all God’s people became in practice divided factions. And in the midst of that conflict, what John remembered was Jesus praying, asking God that they might all be one. “Where’s Jesus now?” John’s people wondered. And the answer is: “Still up there praying.” Thank goodness!


         Now we are in one of those times of conflict again. The United Methodist Church has formed a “Commission on a Way Forward,” to see if we can even stay together as one church. And in many ways it would be easier to come apart. I’m certainly ready to be part of a denomination that doesn’t try to tell me who can and can’t be members, or who can and can’t get married. But then I think of my friend, Rev. Robert Sieh from Liberia in Africa, who will be here at Maple Grove next Sunday. I suspect he and I are on different sides of most of the issues dividing our church. Yet I very much want to be part of the same church with him, and I know I can be one with him. Here’s what Jesus prayed, “that they may be completely one”—why? “so that the world[, Father,] may know that you have sent me.” More than our own convictions are at stake, as important as they are. Not our agreement, but our oneness is our witness to the world to the truth of Christ.


         And that conflict that is national and global is felt right here at Maple Grove. I hear from angry people on the left and from disgruntled people on the right. I hear from people who are discouraged that things haven’t changed faster and from others who can’t endure one more change. And in the midst of that, I’ve got my own thoughts and feelings.

         The temptation when conflict arises is to do something, quickly, decisively—to kick out those who make us uncomfortable, to create a policy against those we disagree with, or to just not talk about certain things. Not that there isn’t anything to do. At the invitation of one church member I’m reading a book about politics from a perspective not my own—it’s good to do that. Our young adults are having a “conversation circle” this Friday, not to argue or debate but just to listen to one another. Staff-Parish Relations chair, Lynne Matthaes, and I have strategized about ways to bring people together and overcome divisions.

         But the first thing to do about conflict is not to do anything at all. It is to step back and let Jesus do what he does. And where is Jesus? He’s still up there praying for us. Thank God!


         He’s saying:

  • Holy Father, protect them in your name that you have given me, so that they may be one, as we are one.

  • As you have sent me into the world, so I have sent them into the world.

  • The glory that you have given me I have given them, so that they may be one, as we are one, I in them and you in me, that they may become completely one, so that the world may know that you have sent me.


         Where’s Jesus in these trying times? He’s still up there praying. Thank goodness. Thank goodness.


    1Raymond E. Brown, The Gospel According to John: Introduction, Translation, and Notes, i-xii, The Anchor Bible (New York: Doubleday, 1966), LXVII-LXXVI.





When Pastor Glenn asked me to to speak today on the spirituality of being a mother, I was reminded of God’s timely sense of humor. That particular Friday was the end of a particularly rough week of parenting, with most days resulting in both my 2 year old son and I on the floor crying. Spiritual was the last word I would have used to describe motherhood.


When I was younger, I thought that motherhood was something that just came naturally - when a woman became a mom, she would gain these insights and instincts, knowing exactly what to do and when to do it. My own mother’s actions didn’t support my theory, however, and I grew up determined to prove to myself I was not like her. I would be a better mom than she was. I don’t recommend this being the basis for having a child, by the way. 


I did follow in my mother’s footsteps in certain areas of my life. As some of you may remember from the cardboard testimonies a few months back, I am a recovering alcoholic and addict. 3 and a half years ago, when I first began my journey of recovery, was when my heart was really first opened to the idea that a relationship with God was still possible, though I was hesitant to believe it. I felt that I had sinned so greatly, had fallen so far down that even God couldn’t reach me. Then, at 6 months of soberiety, I became pregnant and came to know, and fully believe that God still loved me. When Sterling was born, and really for the first year of his life, I could see God in him everyday. He radiated with God’s love and grace, his innocence and sweet demeanor reminded me daily of God’s presence in my life. 


Today, my son is 2…. Which brings me back to the fact that spiritual is not the first word that comes to mind when describing my role as his mother. Fearful, worrisome, guilty and shameful are the words I would choose to use. Every day I worry if I am doing all the right things as a mother, if I am doing more good than harm in his development, or if I am just grooming a future serial killer. I feel guilty for the days when all I have to give my son is love because I am too tired to chase him around or take him to the park. I feel shame for the moments that I lose my temper, and allow my frustrations to take over. 


Mothering is hard. And every day, I feel like I’m failing at it. But in those brief moments, in between the rushing around, cooking, cleaning, and tantrums, when I am able to sit back and just allow my son to be 2 years old, and witness the miracle of his existence, I am reminded of God’s love and grace. Despite my imperfections, despite my flaws and screw ups, God chose me to be Sterling’s mom.


If there are any mothers here today who have felt like I do, who most days are just praying to make it to bed time, you are not alone. You are a good mother! You are doing a wonderful job with your children, whether parenting books or "experts" agree with your style of parenting or not. We are human, we are not perfect. We make, and will continue to make mistakes in our roles as mothers. Despite all of this, God loves us anyway.





My name is Jeff Corcoran, and to you, the 8:30 service, I am the person who stole Judy and Willard Becker from you.  For 63 years, they attended the 8:30 service.  In January 2015, when I wanted to return to church, I called up Grandma and asked what time she went to Maple Grove.  She responded 8:30am.  There was a pause.  I asked if there was a later service.  She informed me there was, and we’ve been attending the late service ever since.  

Grandma likes to tell everyone that she switches services every 63 years, so you can look forward to her return to this service at this ungodly hour in 2078. 


But in all seriousness, I’m here to talk about what led to that call in January 2015.  I wasn’t raised Methodist, so the question naturally arises, why would I call Grandma about attending her church, a church that wasn’t even particularly close to where I was living at the time.  The answer is rather simple: I was drawn to her inclusive, loving faith. 


You see, I was raised in an exceptionally devout Catholic family.  And although I have nothing but respect for the Catholic Church, if Catholicism were the only form of Christianity, I would probably still be wandering through a spiritual wilderness as either an atheist or an agnostic.  I have a hard time accepting that the bulk of the 5 billion unbaptized, non-Christian individuals in this world are destined to an eternity in hell.  This was always a sticking point for me, but it became even more of a sticking point when I married into a wonderful Hindu family.


Grandma Becker’s faith is different.  She believes that God speaks to different people in different ways.  In her view of the world, God is at the top of a mountain, and individuals from other faiths are just taking different paths to get there.  To Grandma, all we need to know about God can be summed up in three words: “God is love.”  These three words capture her entire belief system, and to her, to live as a Christian means to follow the law of love and love your neighbor as yourself.


There is no shortage of support for Grandma’s three-word philosophy in the Bible.  In Matthew 22:37-39, we’re told that Jesus said the two greatest commandments are to love God and your neighbor as yourself.  The other two synoptic gospels, Mark and Luke, contain similar statements, and in John chapter 13, we’re told that Jesus gave his disciples a new commandment: to love another as he loved them.  In Galatians 5:14 and Romans 13:9, Paul tells us that the entire law is summed up in one commandment: Love your neighbor as yourself.  


Furthermore, Grandma does not just recite her three-word principle; she lives it.   The love and peace of God permeate all of her relationships, and numerous people here at Maple Grove have told me that she’s touched their lives.  Because of the strength and simplicity of her faith, her life is all but free from the anxiety that burdens the rest of us.  Her house is blessed with an almost supernatural tranquility; it’s probably the best place in the world to take a nap. 


What is more, to Grandma, when you go too far beyond this basic three-word principle, you often create problems.  And I’m no church historian, but I think she might be right.  Over the last two centuries, the Church has been ripped apart over issues like whether the Holy Spirit proceeds for both the Father and the Son rather than just the Father and whether Christians should practice infant or adult baptism. 


Do these issues really matter?  My opinion is that they don’t.  Because I know what my Grandma taught me, which is that God is love.  And there really isn’t any reason to make it more complicated than that.  




When asked if I would be willing to speak on Mother’s Day about the Mother heart of God, I immediately responded with a very affirmative yes. My entire spiritual foundation is built upon the kindness, gentleness, patience and grace of God’s tender heart. Most of my spiritual growth has evolved from the emotional deficits within me. How that connects to what I’ve experienced about God’s compassionate heart will be explained as my story continues. I will digress briefly before explaining my experience.

While preparing for today’s talk, I did some research concerning what others have to say about the character traits that constitute an emotionally healthy, responsible and caring mom. Of course the Internet is full of all sorts of ideas. They range from: She does not neglect her children’s needs, views herself as a role model for her kids, supports her kids simply by being there, but also by using words as a form of encouragement, to letting her kids know she will always be there for them even when they are older.

Then I wondered what folks who are known as “experts” on parenting had to say.

In his book, Parenting from the Inside Out, Dr. Daniel Siegel states, “The way we communicate with our children has a profound impact on how they develop. Our ability to have sensitive, reciprocal communication nurtures a child’s sense of security, and these trusting secure relationships help children do well in many areas of their lives. It is through the sharing of feelings that we create meaningful connections.” Virginia Satir, author and social worker who is known as “The Mother of Family Therapy” states, “Every word, facial expression, gesture or action on the part of a parent gives the child some message about self worth.” She also reiterates, “So much is asked of parents and so little is given.” In thinking through preparation for today’s talk, a childhood experience came to my mind that I hadn’t thought about in years. I call those moments small miracles. When I was around 13 years old, my mother and I were asked to give the toast to mothers and daughters at our church’s Mother Daughter Banquet. I remember a few lines from a poem I read that was a part of my toast: An ideal Mother is devotion in a starched apron, (that was the 50’s when women starched everything and actually wore aprons), Truth with a Bible in her hand, Wisdom with a smile on her face and Love with an unselfish heart.

My Mother, who passed in 1994, struggled emotionally. She did an amazing job of caring for her family while living with huge amounts of emotional pain. In addition to managing her own issues, she had the trial of being married to a functional emotionally disturbed alcoholic man who was unfaithful to the marriage. He died at the age of 51 when I was 18 years old. She was often sad and frustrated by all that life required of her. These struggles sometimes prevented her from unintentionally being emotionally available to her family. As I reflect on her pain, I believe she had difficulty being a loving and nurturing presence to herself. Consequently, it was understandably very difficult for her to be that to her children. I came out of my home uncertain about my own value and worth and feeling very insecure about my place in life. I am not casting blame for the struggles I battled. I realized it was and is up to me as an adult to pursue healing and to take responsibility for my mental and spiritual growth.

When I was in my early thirties, I began to question the meaning and purpose of everything. It was a pivotal time of emotional pain and spiritual seeking. God provided answers as well as solutions for the emotional deficits that plagued my spirit. I felt very alone and forgotten. I read in I Peter 5:7 something that to me, reflected the gentle Mother heart of God, “Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.” This scripture helped me realize that God wanted to carry my heartache because I am loved by Him. Author Wm. Paul Young is often quoted as saying, “God is especially fond of you.” Life did not as a child and sometimes now as an adult feel emotionally safe. I have come to understand from wise counselors that a chaotic home can be at the heart of an individual not feeling safe emotionally. God’s gentle Mother heart promises safety in Isaiah 41:10, “Fear not, for I am with you, Be not dismayed for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” That verse convinces me of the soothing nurturing heart of God that basically says I hold every part of your life. It communicates I will give you all you need and I am here to make it all okay. Isn’t that what every child of any age needs to hear? Psalm 27:10 also gives me an insight into God’s compassionate heart. “When my father and my mother forsake me, Then the Lord will take care of me.” Psalm 31:7 is an example of God caring about feelings. King David said to God, “I will rejoice and be glad in your steadfast love, because you have seen my affliction, you have known the distress of my soul.” I love thinking about God creating me for himself. That is so unconditional, it is graceful and very opposite a performance based perspective. He loves me just because I was created. Sometimes I felt loved only if my behavior measured up to certain standards. There isn’t anything I want to do to intentionally displease God, knowing how unconditionally I am loved. My imperfection is covered in grace because He knows the motivation of my heart. Colossians 1:16 tells us, “Everything was created by him, everything in heaven and on earth, everything seen and unseen, including all forces and powers, and all rulers and authorities. All things were created by God’s Son, and everything was made for him.” Knowing God created me for himself gives me my true foundation and identity as a human being. Lastly, I will close with one of my favorite very meaningful Bible verses, Isaiah 49:14-16 – verses that were previously read this morning. I feel as though it beautifully depicts the tender and gentle Mother heart of God. Zion  says, “The Lord has abandoned me; the Lord has forgotten me!”  “Can a woman forget her nursing child, or lack compassion for the child of her womb?   Even if these forget, yet I will not forget you.  Look, I have inscribed you on the palms of my hands; your walls are continually before me.”








Luke 24:13-35

Into My Heart

April 30, 2017               Maple Grove UMC


Into my heart, into my heart,

Come into my heart, Lord Jesus.

Come in today, come in to stay.

Come into my heart, Lord Jesus.


          Today's gospel reading is about a journey. It’s presented as a journey from Jerusalem to Emmaus.  But hard as they’ve tried, scholars have never identified a place called ‘Emmaus.’  Which means, I think, that Luke is not reporting a literal journey, but a spiritual journey.  The journey to Emmaus is a journey from the head to the heart.                  

There’s a difference between hearing about the resurrection and experiencing it, a great difference between knowing about the resurrection and being changed by it. Before Jesus came and walked with them, the two disciples had already heard all about the resurrection.  The women had told them about angels who said Jesus was alive.  Other disciples had confirmed what the women described.  But this knowledge did not pull the two men out of their despair.  Resurrection comes not when the story is apprehended by the mind, but when it penetrates the heart.

          When John Wesley, the founder of Methodism, was in his mid-30s, he was already an ordained priest, he’d been a professor of New Testament, he’d served as a parish pastor and been a missionary to America. He knew more about the faith we ever will.  And yet he was restless, unhappy.  Until one evening in 1738 Wesley wrote in his journal, "I went very unwillingly to a society in Aldersgate Street, where one was reading Luther’s Preface to the Epistle to the Romans. About a quarter before nine, while he was describing the change which God works in the heart through faith in Christ, I felt my heart strangely warmed. I felt I did trust in Christ, Christ alone for salvation, and an assurance was given me that he had taken away my sins, even mine, and saved me from the law of sin and death.”1 After years of preaching and teaching, the gospel had made its way from Wesley’s head to his heart.


          The two disciples had also heard the good news, but they too remained restless and unhappy. Not until they had walked with the risen Christ, not until he had opened the Scriptures to them, not until they had been at Table with him, did it sink in. Looking back, they said, “Were not our hearts burning within us" while he was with us?  Burning hearts—that’s how you know that Jesus is real.  A burning heart--that’s how new life and hope are born.

          And yet we often guard our hearts for all we’re worth. Wesley kept Christ at arm’s length for 35 years.  It’s far easier for me to talk about Jesus than to place my own heart in his hands.  Don Ackerman attends Maple Grove with his young family.  He teaches ROTC at Capital University, and kind of like a chaplain he gathers ROTC students each week at his home for fellowship and Bible tudy.  "College students love Bible study," he told me."  But he went:  "Yeah, they're always up for studying the Bible with their minds.  What they don't want to do is engage their hearts.  They don't want to let God change their lives."  The longest journey in the world, they say, is the eighteen inches from the head to the heart. 


Yet even so those two disciples found themselves with burning hearts, the presence of Christ so real it couldn't be denied. We may guard against that, yet it's also what we most deeply long for.  And sometimes it happens--Christ comes crashing through and our hearts burn within us.  On the one hand, whenever this fire happens, it's always God's doing, not our own—we can't make it happen.  But on the other hand, there are ways of "stoking the fire."2 So if you, too, long to have a burning heart, to feel the life-changing presence of Christ, here are three ways of stoking the fire.

  1. Practice hospitality to strangers. The two disciples had arrived at their destination. This man they'd been traveling with was, they thought, a perfect stranger. And he seemed to have somewhere else to go. But to their credit, they said to this stranger, "Come on, stay with us. It's getting late." And so it was they came to eat with, to spend the evening with . . . none other than the risen Lord.

In this age of suspicion and fear, how reluctant we are to invite strangers in. How hard it is, after a certain age, to make new friends.  Yet what if the stranger we fear and suspect is none other than Jesus come to change our lives?  What if it takes a new friend to set our hearts on fire?  One way of stoking the fire is to practice hospitality.  You just never know which stranger may be Jesus.

  1. A second way of stoking the fire is to acknowledge your brokenness. When someone says, "How are you?", you're supposed to assume they don't really want to know. Right? You're supposed to smile and say, "Fine, thanks." But of course we're not fine, not always. So when Jesus met these two forlorn disciples and said, "How you doing?", they broke the rules. They told him how they were doing, at great length, all of it was sad. And their brokenness was Jesus' way in to their hearts. He was known to them, Luke says, not in toughness or strength, but in the breaking of bread. Our brokenness is Jesus' way into our hearts. Acknowledge it and he can heal it.

  2. One more: Jesus engages those two disciples in what we would call worship—he opens the Scriptures with them and joins them at Table in what amounts to Holy Communion. Word and Table—worship--are the ways we know come to know Christ. Oh, I'm painfully aware that worship doesn't always touch every heart. But one thing is for sure: wherever two or three are gathered in his name, Christ is there, and any road can be the Emmaus road, the road to an open heart.

There are words we say when we come to the Table:

"The Lord be with you," I say.

And you respond, "And also with you."

And then I say, "Lift up your hearts."

And you say, "We lift them up to the Lord."

So let's try it. Not only say it, but do it: My friends, lift up your hearts: We lift them up to the Lord. And again, My friends, lift up your hearts: We lift them up to the Lord.


If you long for the fire of Jesus, then you've got to take the journey from the head to the heart: practice hospitality to strangers, let him know your brokenness and pain, and lift up your heart.  I want to bring the screen down now, and suggest two other ways to stoke the fire of Christ.  Let's sing together the little prayer with which I started this sermon:  into my heart, into my heart, come into my heart Lord Jesus.  Come in today, come in to stay, come into my heart, Lord Jesus.  And then I want you to hear about a spiritual retreat, open to all, called The Walk to Emmaus.  Ready to sing?


1, accessed 4/28/17.

2 Gerrit Scott Dawson, Heartfelt: Finding Our Way Back to God (Nashville: Upper Room Books, 1993), 148-53.



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