Sunday, August 10, 2014

Worship Service: "Getting Out of the Boat





"Love Lifted Me" 

I was sinking deep in sin, far from the peaceful shore,
very deeply stained within, sinking to rise no more. But the master of the sea heard my despairing cry. From the waters lifted me, now safe am I!

Chorus:
Love lifted me! Love Lifted me! 
When nothing else could help, love lifted me!
Love lifted me! Love lifted me! 
When nothing else could help, love lifted me!

All my heart to Him I give, ever to him I'll cling.
In his blessed presence live, every his praises sing
Love so mighty and so true merits my soul's best songs
Faithful loving service, too, to him belongs.


Chorus:
Love lifted me! Love Lifted me! 
When nothing else could help, love lifted me!
Love lifted me! Love lifted me! 
When nothing else could help, love lifted me!



Chorus:
Love lifted me! Love Lifted me! 
When nothing else could help, love lifted me!
Love lifted me! Love lifted me! 
When nothing else could help, love lifted me!

Souls in danger look above, Jesus completely saves.
He will lift you by his love out of the angry waves.
He's the Master of the Sea, billows his will obey
He your Savior wants to be- 
Be saved today!

     

Text: 


Matthew 14:22-33 New International Version (NIV)
22 Immediately Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and go on ahead of him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowd. 23 After he had dismissed them, he went up on a mountainside by himself to pray. Later that night, he was there alone, 24 and the boat was already a considerable distance from land, buffeted by the waves because the wind was against it.
25 Shortly before dawn Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. 26 When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear.
27 But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.”
28 “Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.”
29 “Come,” he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. 30 But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”
31 Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”
32 And when they climbed into the boat, the wind died down. 33 Then those who were in the boat worshiped him, saying, “Truly you are the Son of God.”


Sermon Notes: 

This story is also in the gospels of Mark and John, but Matthew is the only one that speaks of Peter walking on the water. 

--Question: "Why did Matthew mention Peter's role? What's the point he's trying to make?" 

You can only fail this big when you attempt something this big.
   Isn't it interesting we see the part where Peter sinks, but the AMAZING thing is that he actually did walk on the water. 

The risk of leadership: Giving it all you've got, then sinking in he end.

 You do your work, but Jesus saves.  

What's the next big thing to try?
  


Saturday, June 14, 2014

Psalm 8 (My Paraphrase)


O Lord,
O God who Lives,
     how wonderful  is your name in all the earth!

 You have cast your glory
    into the heavens.
The babes and the toddlers
       —their lips sing your praise

    Simply by the power of their song,   
        you establish a fortress against your enemies,
    Their tiny voices overpower 

         the foe and the avenger.

When I gaze into your heavens,
    I see the work of your fingers…
    the moon and the stars,
     each one set in place.
I pause to wonder: what is humanity that you are mindful of them,
    the child of humanity that you care for him?

You have made us a little lower than you
    and crowned us with glory and honor.

You made us rulers over the works of your hands;
    you put everything under our feet:
all flocks and herds,
    as well as the wild animals,
the birds in the sky,
    the fish in the sea,
    and all that swim the paths of the seas.

   O Lord,
     O God who Lives, 
      how glorious is your name in all the earth!

Tone Deaf



A lot of people tell me that they are tone deaf and can’t sing.

Now wait… don’t tell me you’re one of those people. Just keep reading. 

Virtually no one is tone deaf. Argue if you want, but it’s true. When you discern when to shift the gear in your car, it’s because you can hear a difference in sound. If you’re a mother and can tell whether you’re baby’s cry is from fatigue or pain, you can discern pitch. 

If you were tone deaf, you wouldn’t have music preferences. One station on the radio would be the same as the other, and you wouldn’t sing along with the radio in your car, but you do because you enjoy what you’re hearing. And that proves you’re not tone deaf. It also proves that you can sing.  Most of us just need some training so we can identify what we are hearing. 

About my supposedly nonmusical friends, I’ve observed that at some point in their early lives, someone criticized their singing, usually a parent or a teacher. So they just quit.  I often challenge them: Do you mean to tell me that when you were a child, you made a decision for life based on what one person said? 

They did indeed. And it bothers me because singing is not so much about performance—sure there are those who perform and perhaps they have some special ability and training. But for most of us, singing is about expression. How much of one’s soul is diminished because they’re too scared to sing? And how much have we missed because we didn’t hear the song of another’s heart?

I like to hear the children sing before they’ve been told they can’t. I like hearing the babies sing before they can even form words. I like to hear the toddlers who make up their songs on the spot.  I think of the children who sang about Jesus in the temple before the adults could make them be quiet.

What wonders would we hear if people were just a little less afraid to express themselves?

The thought makes me remember to be very careful about criticizing another’s expression. 

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Thoughts on Matthew 4:1-11, When Jesus Was Tempted



"Command these stones to turn to bread.”



It seems like a pretty good idea, plus it would be a good marketing strategy. Jesus could tell the crowds, “I’m hungry, you’re hungry… let’s have dinner and have a nice chat about your souls.”



In fact, Jesus did feed crowds of people miraculously with loaves and fishes, and it made him popular, as did his power to heal the sick.  And it was all good—it just wasn’t good enough, and the crowds faded when food was gone, which Jesus knew would happen.



Jesus reply to Satan was actually a statement to us:  “One does not live by bread alone but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.”



Filling the stomach does not necessarily feed the soul. Oh, it’s pretty crucial when you don’t have any, but many of us have more than enough; to the point where we have to struggle to keep the weight down. Yet even when there’s plenty of food, we can feel lonely, empty, and unhappy.



For that matter, wealth doesn’t spare us from misery, and neither does excitement and entertainment (although I would like to have seen Jesus jump off a cliff and fly around). 



Jesus wanted to put us in touch with God, so we could find true satisfaction.



When I think of the word of God, I don’t think of a written page. Instead, I imagine the Father sitting close beside me, speaking into my ear, the words pouring directly into my heart, filling me up in a way that makes me calm and whole.



Perhaps the purpose of fasting is to remove distraction so we can focus fully on that word from God. 

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Connected Moments



Here is the second reading we used for the Christmas Eve Service

Someone said to me, “If Jesus had not been born, we wouldn’t be here today. Without that baby, I might not have had my babies.” 

It’s true. The direction of history has taken countless turns, and powerful moments are connected to the life of this little one. 

Consider the connection between the moment this baby was born and the moment where we are right now. Consider not only the power it took to bring us to this moment, but also that we have a choice as to what we will do with it.   

We could use this moment to examine ourselves, or look out and survey the wonder of everything around us. We could express our awe of this moment or just quietly appreciate it. We could use it to speak a word of love or hope or praise or longing.

The baby Jesus was born for this moment, and he offers it to us. What will we do with it?

The True Nativity Scene



The following was one of the readings I wrote for the Christmas Eve Service

The Prince of Peace was not born in a palace. He had no soft blankets against his skin. There were no relatives cooing and demanding that they be the next one to hold him. 

We understand that he was born to a poor family, but perhaps we don’t realize how poor. Most of us imagine the nativity scene like this:  


Look again at Luke’s account of Christ’s birth and you’ll see there is no mention of a barn or a stable. There were no cute animals lying sedately in sweet smelling straw.  There’s not even mention of the donkey for Mary to ride.

Mary and Joseph were far from home, away from any family or friends. When it says there was no room in the inn, it means they were outside in the cold night. There was no emergency shelter, no public housing, no hospital constrained by law to accept her, even if she had no money. 

They simply found a vacant place on the ground for her to deliver her baby. And because she would have been too weak to hold him, they put him in the nearest container—one of those feed troughs to which we have assigned the quaint name, manger.  And they found some old rags to wrap around the child to protect him from exposure.  

 

It’s a miracle anyone survives such conditions, but some do. On this night, they did. 

This was the scene that made the angels sing. This was what the shepherds found when they searched for him.  This is the baby who grew up to heal the sick, feed the hungry, and speak powerful words that still move our hearts.    

This is the birth we celebrate. 

Monday, November 18, 2013

The Way of the Disciple

When we think of being disciples for Christ, we think of going to church more often and making a sincere effort to act nicer.  Additionally, we are to make other disciples who will come to our church. 

That’s all good, but it’s missing the point of discipleship. 

When Jesus sent his people out to do his work, he didn’t talk about church attendance or looking respectable.  Instead he told them to focus on helping people get better. Take another look at the first few verses of Matthew 10 and consider the ambition behind his instruction:

*Heal the sick.

*Make them clean (touch the lepers and heal them).

*Give them peace

*Raise people from the dead--make them alive again.

*Give generously—throw yourself into the task.

*Don’t worry about where you’ll get the money—just do it. 

“Tell them the kingdom of heaven is near,” he said.  In other words, there is a new way to live and a new world to live in, where people can have enough to eat, and to be healed, and feel alive again. Tell them that we can have a world where love has transcended laws, and we can reach out to touch God. 

I believe Jesus meant for those things to happen right now, not sometime later in the next life. He has not given up on this world. He intends for things to be made better now, and he means for us to help him make it that way.

Discipleship is not about living a quiet decent life. It’s not about being a good example by showing how often you go to church. It’s about looking squarely in the face of the suffering of this world and throwing ourselves in the task of making it better. 


Then one day, we will stand before Jesus and he will say, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”