Sunday, June 24, 2018

Enduring Foundation; sermon for Sunday June 24th, 2018 by: Rev. Nicole A.M. Collins


Have you ever thought of writing a list of all the questions you'd like to ask God once you see Him face to face? I thought about that on several occasions.  I've thought about that when I've read different scriptures but I kind of let them go… figuring there's things I just need to trust in God with, and not be concerned about getting the answers right now. Though I thought of that funny film, ‘Bruce Almighty,’ that came out several years ago. Yes, it is fairly much a blasphemous film with a lot of silly scenes, but I like that one scene where he gets tired of listening to prayers and he makes a computer to answer all of them and of course a lot of people wish to win the lottery and so forth and all chaos breaks loose.

Chaos is sort of the sub-theme today. Chaos versus the calm.  Currently chaos when it happens… we're never calm. We don't trust much of anything and we become hopeless before the solution magically pops up and abates our deepest fears. If it's spiritually, an internal form of chaos, this society deals with it with drugs and therapists.  But just like those “Fabreeze” fabric softeners they just cover up the stink, that's still there. You still have to deal with your problems, and that's what we have in conversation here with a couple of our texts is “girding up your loins and tough it out.”

I must confess I love the book of Job. I've read it from the beginning to the end a couple of times already. It is considered perhaps the most complex book in the Old Testament. It's not only wisdom literature, but it is poetic in its grappling and suffering with why bad things happen. The little tiny text we have this morning is almost humorous in comparison to the whole entire dialogue after dialogue, that we have before hand and after with poor Job. This man went through a lot. He had a lot of terrible things happen. As we know, the story is that God had a bet with Satan to challenge him, test his faith. Well let's just say that Job’s Faith was tested to the breaking point. This snippet of scripture we have this morning is now God's beginning answer to him. When I first heard this, it sounds like God's kind of being a jerk to him about his suffering in his plight. 

Maybe God had to be a little stern with him to make him snap out of his despair and begin to grow in understanding his faith? That's probably the biggest question though, that we have, that doesn't seem to make sense from the problem of evil versus the problem of keeping the faith, of being hopeful. Why did God make these things a condition of our humanity? Is it purely a matter of the Fall that caused everything? That's a nice convenient answer, I can live with that for now, I guess? But I think the problem of bad things and suffering goes beyond Adam and Eve and the Fall.  Another way you could look at it, which maybe is a weak answer, and sort of a silly one, but if we didn't have evil or chaos or turmoil in our lives… life would be pretty damn boring! It'd be even more boring than sitting there in your pajamas watching the football game on a lazy hazy Sunday afternoon.

We're always people though, who want to have answers, period. We're not going to be happy unless we get the answers to things.  I counseled someone once who had to read the horoscopes every day, had to look at the tarot cards every day, had to find out what was happening in the future. They even had to have their dreams analyzed to say or see what it was meaning or pointing to. They were in a much better place then, how they dealt with things in the past. For in the past they had their psychologist and their psychiatrist give the medications, words of comfort and basically a delusion of calm amidst the storms of their life.

This was before they found God. How much does that really change things? The answer truly depends on you where you are on your journey. You probably get tired of those same words: Journey, hope, peace, endurance… but this is what keeps us together. Job was pretty much tired of hearing the “soliloquies” given by his amateur theologian friends to keep encouraged and be faithful. He had had enough, and he started sharing that in rebuking God.  With Paul's conversation to the Corinthians this week, he's had enough of them and he is trying to get them to understand what we've heard before: “no pain, no gain” and just what do you think I've been doing, trying to be your faithful pastor? Is Paul perhaps getting pastoral burnout here? We'd hope not but it does happen. People who try to help other people are often left to feel unappreciated and confused, is it all worth it? Is everything that's been done and where you’ve gone so far, been worth it at all?

That's a scary sign of a lack of faith teetering on the edge of despair. I truly hope to never be there. I have a lot of faith in you that's why I'm here! But Paul was not feeling like he was getting through to them at all. Just like perhaps, God was sitting in the cloud waiting for Job to stop complaining, and his friends to stop trying to sermonize, and give his two cents. With our friends and family in our everyday life, we hate when people do that. No, we don't want your spare change, yet alone sometimes what you think maybe words of comfort, grate upon us and discourage us! Jesus in today's Gospel… it almost seems like a comical scene once again with him having to just say it straight to them, to get them out of there flux of thought.

Jesus had been busy all-day long. He had been wandering all over the place, preaching, teaching and healing, and who knows how many conversations and things were going on… the human half of Him got tired. The human half of Him had to go on that boat and take a nap. And we know how Murphy's Law of life works, we're just getting settled down, we want to decompress sit there nice-n-cozy with a kitty cat on our lap and an iced tea on our table tray… then the doorbell rings or the phone rings and people need us. Jesus never got a break. People didn't leave Him alone and they sort of didn't understand or perhaps didn't care that He had to take a rest occasionally. And yes, maybe they had a legitimate excuse, because there was one heck of a storm starting up which was getting kind of scary.

Storms can get pretty scary. I've seen enough already the last 48 years in Illinois, that I don't care to see again. I remember driving back from St. Louis and seeing the remains of a tornado that had gone through a forest and literally there must have been a half mile wide track where you can see the trees bent in one direction or the other. Let me just tell you that was the scariest thing I had ever seen of Mother Nature's brute force. So maybe the disciples had the right to have a cow about the water coming in the boat and the tumultuous waves rocking their boat? .... but the most important scene is coming up, this is basically where just like Job, they start complaining to Jesus: “Hey wake up! Help us! You obviously don't seem to care that we're going to die in this storm! How ungrateful and He proves a point by saying to them— why are you afraid? Have you still no faith? The words that are missing there, is that He perhaps, should have finished that sentence or question with do you still have no faith, enough in me?

Having enough faith in something… We're in an age that likes to question, challenge and belittle every little nugget of faith that we have. So, when crisis and turmoil enter into our lives, it's perhaps even easier for us to feel despair or not want to persevere. The signs could be all around those that we know who are suffering as we speak. Sadly, though, they never reach out for help or when they do reach out for help, it's way too late. My cousin’s friend Nick was a part of his band years ago and was always sort of the band’s comedian. He had a fantastic sense of humor and would make you laugh to the point of crying, or when your stomach would start to hurt, that's how funny he was.

I remember how much they used to tease him about his love affair that he had with some woman years ago and he had to write songs and he had to sing about her, all the time. He wrote so many songs about her that it was ridiculous. They just thought it was a sarcastic quip for his dealing with his troubled marriage, and lack of faith in being a good father to his children. Only a year or so later, the tragedy that struck my ears, would be to hear that his son would find him hanging in the garage. He had killed himself. He never went through with that divorce. He never went to go find the person he idolized to love, and he never gave closure and peace to his teenage children.  I really didn't know the man that well, but I know when I saw his face in that casket, I burst out crying. My cousin just looked at me bewildered and confused, but for that very moment, I felt the pain of compassion in the lost hope, this man finally succumbed to.

Sometimes though, we just don't know how to express our direct need, our plea to God for help. We don't know how to cry to God without seeming ungrateful and without holding back the anger of why things are the way they are.  Taking the effort and making the effort, actually needs some bold steps in between. It needs a time for us to be still and know that the Lord God is with us. It is in one moment taking up the cost of discipleship, and in the other, resurrecting in a beautiful hope that comes when were at the very bottom of that valley.  Prayer is our way of building up strength upon that great foundation that is that little mustard seed of faith in our hearts. Yes, it's another Sunday of “Faith X Faith squared.” Faith is a Fickle creature, it has to battle between the sides of us that want to be fabulous pessimists and martyrs...  Job was at that point of complaining, he had had enough! 

But did he take anything truly to God in prayer? He held it in tried to be strong especially when his friends were going on and on in trying to help him. He needed a real answer. Contrary to what many may think about prayer, prayer does release real answers and in fact opens the heart to realize the miracles of God. Every Tuesday, I look forward to my afternoon group of prayer in Pahrump. This is part of the wonderful blessing of formation that happens for people who make that walk of faith. A new friend of mine was very ill in the hospital with possible sepsis do to a botched hernia operation. I not only went to go visit them right away to pray over them of course, but I also intensely shared my prayer concerns with my new friends in this prayer group. 

The turmoil of my concern perhaps exhibited maybe a little lack of trust, because I was worrying greatly. Worrying too much, needing answers without having enough confidence and hope in the self… Those are things that shorten people's life spans. I've probably worried so much in my lifetime so far, that I’ve probably taken off a couple years already. That's not a good attitude, but welcome to being human. It shouldn't be an excuse, but then at times, when we don't have the answers, we can't help ourselves. Paul had a couple things going on, that formed this little snippet we have this morning, of yet another conversation with his wayward Corinthians. He had a group of people, who not only were starting to go out there and seek their own answers to having faith, but some of them started listening to the false writings and easy answers of other people out there in the early church world. Apollos was one of Paul's rivals, who actually you could say was like the Joel Olsteen, we have today. He offered simple answers and easy solutions to everything.  He was a have your cake and eat it too kind of health-wealth gospel preacher. And to a very worldly set of Gentiles, as were the Corinthians, some of them like to hear fluff and easy answers.

I have paid a little bit of attention to Joel Olsteen, not only I guess, marveling at the millions upon millions of dollars he's making for his fabulous smile.  I have wondered, when I talked with a couple friends of mine in regard to where his theology is going, and the consensus is that he circumvents the cross. What does that mean? He doesn't go there with dealing with the trials and tribulations we have in our life and putting enough encouragement out there for people to be enduring, to face those challenges head-on.

God's Words this morning in Job, should reveal the truth of how God wants us to take on the challenge of faith. Verse two alone is unbelievable: “…who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge?” Yikes! Okay God.... then He says to him— “…gird up your loins like a man! I'm going to question you now, and you shall declare to me...” These don't really sound like gentle words, but actually God is trying to have a parent-child conversation with him. He knows that Job is a child of Grace and promise even before His Son Jesus, will come to open our eyes with the hope of the Resurrection.   Jesus in today's Gospel kind of does the same thing. He knows that the disciples are terrified about the storm and he said to them: “Why are you afraid, do you still have no faith?” Jesus barely opens one eye and shouts to the winds and sea— “Peace! Be still! The wind ceased and there was a dead calm. 

The new friend I visited in the hospital, when I was praying over him, said the funniest comment to me: “You seem to have such a calm demeanor…” And I guess I thought that was funny because, I had so much on my heart that inside I definitely did not feel calm, and I definitely did not really feel much peace… but I wanted to be there for them. The Corinthians couldn't see, in both aspects of the word. They couldn’t see all the work and all the suffering that Paul undertook for their sake, to grow. This went beyond the Corinthians, since as you remember, Paul was this wandering church planter and pastor to many congregations. The yoke of burden upon that man's shoulders… I don't think we could, truly imagine. The power of that man's Faith, however, was amazing! We should see ourselves in the place of the Corinthians, as well as in the place of Job. Look how far we have come! ‘Be still and know,’ that I am God… There is a beautiful Taize song that just says that over and over and that is our prelude and postlude, this morning. Do we say that enough or should I say, hear it enough in our hearts especially when we have those moments of Chaos, stress, turmoil, anxiety and so forth in our own lives?

In summary, if you need to keep those lists of questions you have for God, in why things happened the way they did, and where you are… Do that then, if it makes you comfortable. But I would challenge all of you to never take God's Grace in vain but find hope in that dark valley. Live into that hope as a strong, enduring disciple. Build upon that great foundation of faith in Christ. Living into the New Nature is taking on the challenge of “no pain, no gain.” God is here with us right now, keep encouraged!

Let us pray,
Gracious Lord Jesus,
Help us to be strong when we are weak, help us not to question, but to accept and move forward.
Help us to live in to all those good things St. Paul tried to teach his Corinthians.
Help us to be truly children of promise by persevering in love
And building a foundation upon a New kind of knowledge
We ask these things, we lift these things to Your ear— AMEN

June 24th, 2018; Fifth Sunday after Pentecost; Proper 7; Year B, SOLA Lectionary
Sermon by: Reverend Nicole A.M. Collins
Psalm 124; Job 38:1-11;  2 Corinthians 6:1-13; Mark 4:35-41 ||| RCL: Psalm 107:1-3, 23-32






 The link below is to this sermon's delivery at First Congregational Church at 10am:

Sunday, June 17, 2018

Pruning the Spirit; Sermon for Sunday June 17th, 2018 by: Rev. Nicole A.M. Collins


Truth be told probably one of my most favorite parables of Jesus is that of the mustard seed and the Kingdom of God. There are so many beautiful amazing words that are in our Gospel. I think perhaps we take it for granted since some of us are probably not daily thumbing through our Bibles or making enough of an effort to even do a devotional in the morning. That little mustard seed can grow into a mighty shrub like a tree. Like a tree on the mountaintop that Ezekiel uses in his conversation as God is setting things straight, shaping the spirit: “22Thus says the Lord God: I myself will take a sprig from the lofty top of a cedar; I will set it out. I will break off a tender one from the topmost of its young twigs; I myself will plant it on a high and lofty mountain. 23On the mountain height of Israel I will plant it, in order that it may produce boughs and bear fruit, and become a noble cedar.”

Flourishing is such a strange term especially when you put it regarding being children of Grace and promise. What does it really mean? It's certainly not about the ego and does not cater to the "health wealth gospel..." Flourishing is realizing your potential. The spiritual growth that both Saint Paul and Mark's Gospel snippets are reaching out to our hearts to (really) hear today, is taking that great leap of faith. Faith is a gift. It is that tiny, teeny, weeny mustard seed planted in the tabernacle of the soul to truly be reaped spiritually, first, and most importantly planted as a life-time commitment.

Yes, we only have one lesson this morning included in the bulletin because it is perhaps the most profound writing we have next to today's Gospel for us to prayerfully contemplate. We need to hear nearly all of Paul's thoughts here. We need to hear about this building, that we have of the spirit, versus the earthly tent of flesh that we know succumbs to the reality of death in more ways than one. This is a shadow aspect of this text, but the great glowing light of the Gospel is most profoundly enclosed in it's very last verse: "... so if anyone is in Christ, there is a New Creation: Everything old has passed away; see, everything has become New! Wow what amazing insight.... 

This is just chapter five's beginning conversation in seventeen verses reaching out once again to his wayward Corinthians who can't see past themselves enough to divorce themselves from their old ways and truly surrender themselves in prayerful obedience to the work of the Spirit in their lives. A little side nugget note for you is that I mentioned the place and the number of verses. I did this intentionally to prove a point. A point on how this is just a small little segment, a little tiny seed of the whole Gospel story that the entire Bible represents for the world to hear. You could say that Paul’s pastoral conversation this week with his wayward Corinthians is his mustard seed message to faithfully act, live, believe, and GROW into change.

Helping others to come to understand the Kingdom of God, see the potential and realizing the miracle of growth, has been the passion and motivation to my ministry from the beginning. One of the gifts I was given by a new friend was hearing about their joy in considering being commissioned into ministry.  He is truly a man with a deep faith and bottomless heart.  I wouldn’t have come to know of his plans hadn’t he not been able to share with me at this past week’s prayer gathering. Truth be told one of my pet peeves that really saddens me to witness in a spiritual formation event such as this, is when someone tries to "micromanage" God's work. We probably have all had various bad experiences with people who try to micromanage things.  The delusion of control has its way with them you could say… Anyway, anytime anyone is giving a testimonial of sharing their faith with others in either groups of prayer partners or in reunion gatherings, we're not the ones that should be putting up brackets of time upon something that is truly of God's timing. It's squelches the work of Spirit plain and simple.  As the woman who was in this group with me said, some people's perception of Faith grates upon her like sandpaper.

The Corinthians were having this problem as well. They were a divided Congregation of some do-gooders, and those who just wanted to look better than others, and still more, who just saw things as an earthly conquest or accolade. They had a very hard time understanding the mystery of the Spirit’s growth into New life, just like the mystery of the seed in today's Gospel. The one sewing isn't the one predicting how things will go but it is the one who eventually sorts out the bad tares on the thrashing floor from the good harvestable wheat.  Probably the title of my sermon this morning throws you for a loop, 'Pruning the Spirit.' There's a beautiful Taize song that one of the verses says: “…the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.” Perhaps that is the shadow aspect of walking by faith and not by sight.

As our Mustard Seed Faith grows, and we begin to become perhaps little shrubs on the mountaintop overlooking the valley of our whole lives... We really need begin to understand just what is the New Creation through Christ? He is our great Tree of Life and we are the little shrubs, he has planted. He has planted in His promise that we will fully develop and become flourishing life on this small floating rock in space and time, that we have so little understanding of, or faith in.

Doing the “do's” of the Gospel, as we began to talk about last week, as a theme, is hard stuff. It's hard being accountable, yet alone being encouraged enough to move forward. We have a hard time being motivated, and that's the plain truth. Reaping that little tiny mustard seed of planted Grace through the life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, is our life's journey. And we do need to have the Spirit within us, shaped or pruned, by God's will and purposes for our lives. Though, we love trying to go at it alone with so many things... but in the long run, this is what makes us short sighted. We get so isolated into ourselves, into our lives and all the clutter that pins down our earthly lives to a particular routine, and a particular death. All of what we have painted is merely an “illusion of freedom.” This has pinned us and imprisoned us to the empty promises and temptations to things that will never bear fruit for our lives’ journey.

Empty promises, never bearing fruit....  this brings me to share a very sad and troubling counseling experience I had with someone a couple of years ago. I was triangulated into two counseling experiences that were not only boundary breakers but breakers of the Spirit. The first one was between a colleague and their congregant... Apparently, they began a forbidden verbal relationship all through social media chat... After a year or two, the light humor and emotional “foreplay” went on the wayside to create a challenged marriage and a very indifferent, self-seeking pastor. In retrospect, in my view of things, this person is truly a lost soul. Someone lost in the titles and degrees but can't see the truth right in front of them to really save their life.  They just couldn't see the forest from the trees, about turning away the Old Nature and living into the New. Doing the right thing… The mustard seed, you could say, was never truthfully reaped for this person. They got lost within the wilderness, worldliness of their journey.

Perhaps they were once planted on that mountain top as a young tree root but didn't find true access to the Living Waters, Words of God? Perhaps they looked out over that mountain top but didn't see the valley. They only saw clouds, and white washed away what was the valley that they could not, didn't have a choice to avoid.  I had to give a rite of confession, private confession for the troubled congregant. On a side note there, it is a little-known fact that Protestants can offer private confession.  It’s not just a “Catholic” thing, contrary to opinions. Returning to this person, even the thought they were suffering from, that they were, for perhaps a moment, unfaithful emotionally to their spouse, needed deep prayer and conversation. On the other end of the coin, I also needed to counsel my colleague. All that was ever said, or laid out there in defense was that boundaries were “set” and they expressed that they basically could do whatever they wanted to do... Well we know how that got Adam and Eve into trouble don't we? They ate the forbidden fruit from the tree of knowledge… and where did it get them?

Being set in a high and lofty position is a worldly gain. Being a minister for and through Christ, is not a "job," it's a vocation. It is a covenant between God and those that you are to render loving service to, your neighbors. What seemed to be the case was that the faith just wasn't there. The mustard seed was not really reaped... The fact that remains however, is that God is truly upon the mercy seat of freeing us from death and resurrecting us into New life through Grace.  When our lives truly begin to flourish is when we can be builders, ourselves, and offer beyond ourselves for the greater good of all.  

Offering beyond ourselves for the greater good of all…  This sounds like the beautiful goal of someone like Mother Theresa to have said during their life-long ministry in loving compassion to their neighbor. Something perhaps, not only pastors, but everyone should think about as the motivation to reaping their own mustard seed faith…  This was the thought I was left with not only in remembering this soap-opera counseling story I just shared, but even thinking about a ministry meeting I was involved in this past week for faith leaders in Clark County.  The meeting was very poorly attended with nearly half of the board absent and only one visiting, disgruntled & retired member.  Talk about “Old Nature vs. New Nature” moments butting head to head… This person was absolutely cheerless, hopeless and angry!  Yikes, what not to have “present” during a time of formation and spring boarding ideas to helping others, and creating programs. 

Was this person entitled to their “Old Nature rant?”  Perhaps, but to what avail? To Whom did it truly serve? Was it really constructive to say—“… you should all just consider dismantling… no one’s interested anymore?”  No matter where people are on their journey through life… no one should ever say— “give it up.” We don’t have the right to cast hopelessness upon anyone!  Though I’m sure all of us somewhere down the road has caught ourselves saying these kinds of faithless and discouraging things to one another.  It’s easy to want to stomp up and down upon that little mustard seed of faith with indifferent boots of probability and uncertainty.  These are hard things for us to determine what is “right” and what is “wrong.”  I don’t think we take these kinds of things, often enough, to the Lord in prayer.  We are those Corinthian peoples, that nearly drove poor St. Paul nuts.  Our faith in things, yet alone for others, gets even smaller than that mustard seed… How sad & disappointing!

Sad and disappointing— it is for those who won’t open their eyes to God’s reign of Grace flowing all around us.  Every day the sun rises as well as sets…  but it never goes down for the Spirit and His work.  The Holy Spirit, the breath of life is lifting us, encouraging, enlightening, renewing and strengthening us as I speak.  The Holy Spirit is the mystery of God working invisibly, but internally upon our hearts to DO the right things.  He may not be the “miracle grow” to our mustard seed faith, but it doesn’t mean, He doesn’t try to be.  Walking by faith is living a life shaped by the cross.  It is flourishing as that mighty mountain-top tree, offering all it has to offer as the fruits of a mighty faith dedicated by Christ and out of love for neighbor. 

We are a part of Christ’s family, we are those vines and branches.  We are those children of Grace and promise. We are the Body in the world, but not of it! So, on this blessed Father’s Day, think about your family tree and extend that up into God’s almighty tree of life.  The promise has never been taken away yet alone broken on our heavenly Father’s side…  We’ve broken many promises and have gotten uprooted as well as at times wandered and gotten lost in the wilderness…  We may never realize the Garden of Eden restored in this time and space, but it doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try.

The prelude and postlude this morning has beautiful words.  It is called ‘Walk by Faith,’ by Jeremy Camp:
(He starts questioning God) Would I believe you when you would say—Your hand will guide my every way?
Will I receive the words you say—Every moment of every day?
Well, I will walk by faith, even when I cannot see
because this broken road prepares Your will for me
Help me to win my endless fears
You've been so faithful for all my years—With one breath you make me New
Your grace covers all I do… Hallelujah

Just those few sentences say it all, doesn’t it? 

Let us pray,
Loving and Gracious Jesus,
Help us to stay rooted in Your Word and Will for us
Help us to stay encouraged by walking in faith
Reaping that mustard seed and bearing forth the New Nature
May we flourish upon that mountain top rising in Spirit with You
To be the Gospel, realize the Kingdom of God
Here and now.
AMEN

June 17th, 2018; Fourth Sunday after Pentecost; Proper 6; Year B; SOLA Lectionary
Sermon by: Reverend Nicole A.M. Collins
Psalm 1; Psalm 92:1-4, 12-15; Ezekiel 17:22-24; 2 Corinth. 5:1-17; Mark 4:26-34





 The link below is to this sermon's delivery at First Congregational Church UCC at 10am: