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July 15, 2018, 12:00 AM

On Being Silent

by Sandy Bach

14 King Herod heard [that...]  Jesus’ name had become known. Some were[b] saying, “John the baptizer has been raised from the dead; and for this reason these powers are at work in him.” 15 But others said, “It is Elijah.” And others said, “It is a prophet, like one of the prophets of old.” 16 But when Herod heard of it, he said, “John, whom I beheaded, has been raised.”

17 For Herod himself had sent men who arrested John, bound him, and put him in prison on account of Herodias, his brother Philip’s wife, because Herod[c] had married her. 18 For John had been telling Herod, “It is not lawful for you to have your brother’s wife.” 19 And Herodias had a grudge against him, and wanted to kill him. But she could not, 20 for Herod feared John, knowing that he was a righteous and holy man, and he protected him. When he heard him, he was greatly perplexed;[d] and yet he liked to listen to him. 21 But an opportunity came when Herod on his birthday gave a banquet for his courtiers and officers and for the leaders of Galilee. 22 When his daughter Herodias[e] came in and danced, she pleased Herod and his guests; and the king said to the girl, “Ask me for whatever you wish, and I will give it.” 23 And he solemnly swore to her, “Whatever you ask me, I will give you, even half of my kingdom.” 24 She went out and said to her mother, “What should I ask for?” She replied, “The head of John the baptizer.” 25 Immediately she rushed back to the king and requested, “I want you to give me at once the head of John the Baptist on a platter.” 26 The king was deeply grieved; yet out of regard for his oaths and for the guests, he did not want to refuse her. 27 Immediately the king sent a soldier of the guard with orders to bring John’s[f] head. He went and beheaded him in the prison, 28 brought his head on a platter, and gave it to the girl. Then the girl gave it to her mother. 29 When his disciples heard about it, they came and took his body, and laid it in a tomb.  ( Mark 6:14-29 NRSV)

I don't want to read this text.  It's gory; it's lusty; it's filled with seduction and scandal and murder.  Truth has spoken to power and look what it got him.  Herod is holding on to power, but just barely.  He hangs on for dear life to money, a beautiful wife, but most of all, power -- a seductive idol.

We might as well turn on the television.

The invited guests remain silent.  No one dares says, "No, Herod.  What you're doing is wrong."  They remain silent and stunned.

What he does is unspeakable.  But, that's what weak people do.  They puff themselves up and blame others to make themselves look good.  They grab and abuse power in order to gain more power.  They demand loyalty and surround themselves with "yes people," who agree with everything suggested, jockey for space to relate their version of the truth.

The silent hang on to their status at the expense of others.

Martin Niemöller (1892–1984) was a prominent Protestant pastor who emerged as an outspoken public foe of Adolf Hitler and spent the last seven years of Nazi rule in concentration camps. (

Niemöller is perhaps best remembered for the quotation:

First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.

Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.

Many of us could be included in the silent.  We stay under the radar, understanding what we believe to be truthful but unable to speak out.  We struggle to respect the views of those with whom we disagree.  Our hearts break when we're attacked with falsehoods.

In our attempt to be faithful, we use Jesus to prove our self-serving point. We rail silently at the false prophets.  Our parents taught us to be nice.  We refuse to be like those who refuse to listen to any but their own truth.  Speaking out is dangerous and lonely.  Look what it got John.  Look what it got Jesus.

Jesus loved.  Not out of weakness, but strength.  He spoke truth to power.  And the day the powers thought they had silenced him were the ultimate losers. Caesar and Pilate hung on to their power, but it was fleeting.  Jesus' victory is still speaking today.

2,000 years later, we continue to worship the same God who brought Jesus back to life.

2,000 years later, the history books tell us about those who rose to power only to fall.  Wealth rules the day, but only for a short time.

While Herod and Herodias rule the day, God is present in twelve uneducated disciples.

While sex and money and power hold sway for too long, God rules in eternity.

While the arrogant speak out in hate and vitriol and pride, God's quiet word speaks volumes.

I stand convicted.  I'm the arrogant with the truth.  I'm the prideful one trying to save my life and my status while I'm losing my soul.  I want to silence some while I'm complicit with holy murder.  I'm haunted and unsure what to do.

Jesus reminds us that,  "For those who want to save their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake, and for the sake of the gospel, will save it."  (Mark 8:35 NRSV)

I'm convicted all over again.

It's not about me.  Or you.  It's about speaking truth to power.  How do we do that?  I have a couple of suggestions.  But, be advised: they're not easy.  In fact, they're downright difficult.  But, I see no alternative.

First, remember that we are Beatitude People:

“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

“Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

“Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.

“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.

“Blessed are the merciful, for they will receive mercy.

“Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.

“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.

10 “Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

11 “Blessed are you when people revile you and persecute you and utter all kinds of evil against you falsely[b] on my account. 12 Rejoice and be glad, for your reward is great in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.  (Matthew 5:3-12 NRSV)

Blessed are you when your heart is broken when you see the elite mistreating others; when you see injustice supported; when hate takes the day.

Blessed are you who hunger and thirst for a world where everyone has enough to eat and justice is more important than power.

Blessed are you who mourn when you hear the false prophets.

Blessed are you, because Jesus' heart is also breaking.  He will show an even better way.

Second, pray.  This is the hard part.  I turn to the Archbishop Desmond Tutu for assistance:

During the days of apartheid, the Archbishop would pray daily for the government officials who were maintaining the oppressive system.  He prayed for them to transform their hearts and to transform the racist system that they created, but he also prayed sincerely for their well-being.  It helped him to love them rather than hate them, and ultimately made it possible to work with them to help transition the country to democracy.  ("The Book of Joy" His Holiness the Dalai Lama, Archbishop Desmond Tutu with Douglas Abrams [New York, Penguin Random House, 2016] page 259)

Jesus demands that we pray for our enemies and he modeled that ethos, even from the cross.  It may be difficult, but only for a short time.  Amazing results are waiting for you.

Pray for the false prophets.  Pray for your complicity in the murder of the just and holy.  Look for new ways of being that will speak loudly.

Find comfort in Christ who is present in the halls of power and Skid Row.  Find comfort in Christ who brought us an even better way.

Find grace in the margins.

And keep on praying.

All glory and honor be to God.


On Being Silent

by Sandy Bach

July 8, 2018, 12:00 AM

Watershed Moments

by Sandy Bach

4-6 Jesus told them, “A prophet has little honor in his hometown, among his relatives, on the streets he played in as a child.” Jesus wasn’t able to do much of anything there—he laid hands on a few sick people and healed them, that’s all. He couldn’t get over their stubbornness. He left and made a circuit of the other villages, teaching.

7-8 Jesus called the Twelve to him, and sent them out in pairs. He gave them authority and power to deal with the evil opposition. He sent them off with these instructions:

8-9 “Don’t think you need a lot of extra equipment for this. You are the equipment. No special appeals for funds. Keep it simple.

10 “And no luxury inns. Get a modest place and be content there until you leave.

11 “If you’re not welcomed, not listened to, quietly withdraw. Don’t make a scene. Shrug your shoulders and be on your way.”

12-13 Then they were on the road. They preached with joyful urgency that life can be radically different; right and left they sent the demons packing; they brought wellness to the sick, anointing their bodies, healing their spirits.  (Mark 6:1-13 The Message (MSG) Copyright © 1993, 1994, 1995, 1996, 2000, 2001, 2002 by Eugene H. Peterson)

When Jesus walked into Nazareth that day, did he know what to expect? It wasn’t so long ago that his family had tried to get him to come to his senses. They thought he was out of his mind and wanted to take him home. Some were worried about him; I suspect others wanted to stop the embarrassment he was creating for them.

Surely, he had a hint that things may not go well. Did he plan on using this as a watershed moment? Was it to be a lesson to the disciples who would eventually be sent out as apostles?

My husband had had bad teeth all his life. When he played trumpet, he pressed the mouthpiece to his lips off center to accommodate the space between his two front teeth. He grew a mustache to try to cover up what he thought was an unattractive smile. He learned to smile without showing much of his teeth.

It wasn’t until he was an adult that he could do anything about them. He went to a dentist who sent him to get braces. He endured the pain and the inconvenience of a wired set of teeth. But the day he received his new teeth was worth it.

His smile was now complete. Rather than hide it under his mustache or behind his hand, he allowed the smile to fill his face. He enjoyed laughter and now it no longer embarrassed him.

It was a watershed moment. It changed the image of himself and gave him the impetus to enter into new adventures in his life. And, to my great joy, he shaved that mustache!

As Jesus stood in that synagogue feeling the doubts and unbelief of his friends and family, it dampened his spirit. He didn’t stay long. Only long enough for the disciples to learn that despite amazing miracles in Galilee, across the Sea and even on the sea itself, people were people everywhere and they would, at times, be run out of town on a rail.

Watershed moments lead to great things. The disciples went out in pairs and returned marveling at the great deeds they had done in Christ’s name and the many people who were willing to listen to their words. I trust there were a few towns they had to “shake off.”

The history of Christ's Church is rich with possibility and hope and excitement. It also holds disappointment, lack of faith and dampened spirits. Today the church is experiencing watershed moments.  God is at work, breaking down and building up.  Jesus calls us to proclaim, to heal, and to claim victory over evil. What does it look like?

I remember one of the Bible verses I learned in Sunday school: “Do unto others what you would have others do unto you.” (Luke 6:31 KJV)

What do you sense Jesus calling you to do?  What are you already doing?  Are you aware of Jesus' activity in your life?  Are you where God needs you to be or do you feel drawn to a different place?

Let’s picture it now.

Close your eyes for as long as it takes to imagine some one or some thing or a some group.  Why do you think God has put that on your heart?  (Close your eyes now and read on when you're ready.)

What did you see?  What did you discover about yourself?

Are you proud of the work you have put in?  Is there more you feel led to do?

Close your eyes and envision them again.  Try speaking with them. (Read on, when you're ready.)

What did you say to them?
What did they say to you?

What are they hungry for?
Food? Justice? Companionship? Friends? Jesus?

Are you able to treat them they way you would want to be treated?

I wonder what you’re thinking? What worries you? What scares you? What excites you?

Most importantly of all, what insights have you gained from this exercise?

This is a watershed moment. Hold this in prayer and seek God's call to you.  Perhaps all you can do is write a check.  You may be able to visit someone.  You may find yourself getting more involved than you thought you could.  Whatever the case, remember this: Prayer.  Prayer is what we do before, during and after.  Prayer is what makes things turn out right.  Prayer is the single most important thing you can do.

This is a watershed moment.   But it's scary.  What if we fail?

Failure won’t happen, because there’s no such thing as failure in God’s kingdom. Perhaps the outcome will be disappointing. But, always remember that God doesn’t call us to be successful; God calls us to be faithful.

With that in mind, will we reach out and attempt to make a difference in the lives of those who cross your path?

Or will you find yourself missing opportunities and losing blessings?

All glory and honor be to God.


Watershed Moments

by Sandy Bach

June 30, 2018, 12:00 AM

Detours & Interruptions

by Sandy Bach

21-24 After Jesus crossed over by boat, a large crowd met him at the seaside. One of the meeting-place leaders named Jairus came. When he saw Jesus, he fell to his knees, beside himself as he begged, “My dear daughter is at death’s door. Come and lay hands on her so she will get well and live.” Jesus went with him, the whole crowd tagging along, pushing and jostling him.

25-29 A woman who had suffered a condition of hemorrhaging for twelve years—a long succession of physicians had treated her, and treated her badly, taking all her money and leaving her worse off than before—had heard about Jesus. She slipped in from behind and touched his robe. She was thinking to herself, “If I can put a finger on his robe, I can get well.” The moment she did it, the flow of blood dried up. She could feel the change and knew her plague was over and done with.

30 At the same moment, Jesus felt energy discharging from him. He turned around to the crowd and asked, “Who touched my robe?”

31 His disciples said, “What are you talking about? With this crowd pushing and jostling you, you’re asking, ‘Who touched me?’ Dozens have touched you!”

32-33 But he went on asking, looking around to see who had done it. The woman, knowing what had happened, knowing she was the one, stepped up in fear and trembling, knelt before him, and gave him the whole story.

34 Jesus said to her, “Daughter, you took a risk of faith, and now you’re healed and whole. Live well, live blessed! Be healed of your plague.”

35 While he was still talking, some people came from the leader’s house and told him, “Your daughter is dead. Why bother the Teacher any more?”

36 Jesus overheard what they were talking about and said to the leader, “Don’t listen to them; just trust me.”

37-40 He permitted no one to go in with him except Peter, James, and John. They entered the leader’s house and pushed their way through the gossips looking for a story and neighbors bringing in casseroles. Jesus was abrupt: “Why all this busybody grief and gossip? This child isn’t dead; she’s sleeping.” Provoked to sarcasm, they told him he didn’t know what he was talking about.

40-43 But when he had sent them all out, he took the child’s father and mother, along with his companions, and entered the child’s room. He clasped the girl’s hand and said, “Talitha koum,” which means, “Little girl, get up.” At that, she was up and walking around! This girl was twelve years of age. They, of course, were all beside themselves with joy. He gave them strict orders that no one was to know what had taken place in that room. Then he said, “Give her something to eat.”  (Mark 5:21-43. The Message  Copyright © 1993, 1994, 1995, 1996, 2000, 2001, 2002 by Eugene H. Peterson)

It had been an impossible week.  The pastor sat at her desk. pressed to get that sermon written.  It was Friday, the day she usually set aside for her sabbath day of rest.  But, this particular Friday found her in her office madly typing away on her computer.  She was behind due to no fault of her own; she'd officiated two funerals that week.  One funeral always takes its toll; more than one and you're emotional toast.

Which is why she was sitting in her office behind a closed door working madly to get ready for Sunday.  A tap on the door startled her and the office administrator stepped inside.

"Pastor, someone is here to see you.  They need to talk to you."

She lifted her eyes from the computer screen and snapped, "Can't you see I'm busy!  Tell them to come back on Monday."  And she returned her gaze to the monitor in front of her.  The administrator quietly closed the door and proceeded down the hall to deliver the message.

The minister sat back in her chair, removed her glasses and rubbed her tired eyes.  What's wrong with this picture? she asked herself.  I'm writing a sermon on sympathy and compassion, for heaven's sake.  She stood up, took a deep breath and headed down the hall to see her visitor.

Jesus is busy: preaching and teaching; healing; exorcising demons; calming storms at sea.  Sleep comes easily to him.  Yet, he must be worn out from the crowds desperate for healing; desperate to be made well so they can enter back into society.  As they return from Gentile territory across the Sea of Galilee, he sees the crowds arriving.  Barely out of the boat, he's surrounded and begins teaching.

Jairus is a synagogue leader, probably well-to-do, respected by his peers.  Despite his stature in the local community, he can't save his daughter from dying.  Having run out of ideas, he hears that Jesus has arrived.  Maybe he can help.  It's their last chance; she'll be dead by sundown.

He makes his way to the sea, pushing his way through the crowd.  An elbow stops him here while others give him dirty looks.  Finally, he faces Jesus and falls to his knees.  "My little daughter is dying.  Please come and lay your hands on her.  Please heal her!"  Tears fall down his face as he looks up into Jesus' face.

Possibly mid-sentence in his talk, Jesus stops and allows the interruption to detour him.  He takes Jairus by the arm and together they head into town.  There's no time to lose.

They pass by a woman.  Dirty, smelly.  She wasn't always that way.  At one time she had wealth and respect.  But when the bleeding began she went to one doctor after another.  They took her money and did nothing to relieve her agony.  She's ritually unclean; how she craves to enter the synagogue and worship like she used to!

Just then, Jesus strides by following Jairus closely so as not to lose him.  The crowds are following him and she is pushed aside, falling to the ground.  Looking at Jesus passing by she thinks, "If only..."

"All I need do is touch his clothing.  That wouldn't make him unclean, would it?  Just a touch and I know I'll be healed."

She scrambles to her feet and rushes after him, slipping through the crowd.  She'll never understand how she managed to get close enough to him, but she does.  She has to run to keep up with his long strides.  And then her opportunity comes and she carefully reaches out to touch his prayer shawl.

Miraculously it works!  She stops where she is and the crowds pass her by as she feels something happening in her body.  It's happened!  It's really happened!  She knows she's healed.  It worked!

Jesus, on the way to heal a dying child stops.  A detour on the way to an interruption.

"Who touched me?"  He's not angry.  He's curious.  He felt power leave him.  He wants to know who received that power.

"Really?" his disciples ask him.  "The crowds are pushing and jostling us around.  How can you ask who touched you?"

With great faith and not a little fear and trembling, the now healed woman approaches and falls to her knees, much like Jairus had done earlier.  In short sentences filled with awe, she shares her story.  She gazes up into those eyes of his and sees, not derision or anger, but compassion and love.  Oh, how she has craved these for twelve years!

"Daughter," Jesus says as he bends to touch her.  Daughter.  A child of God, belonging once again.  As the tears course down her face, Jesus says to her, "Your faith has saved you; go in peace, and be healed of your disease."

Jesus has had two interruptions and has taken two detours.  His love and compassion continue unaltered.  As he turns to walk with Jairus, once again he sees what he assumes are friends and colleagues of Jairus.  "She's gone, Jairus.  She died just a few minutes ago.  Come on home.  Let's not trouble the teacher any further."

Jesus gazes on Jairus' weary face.  "Don't fear. Only believe."

Isn't that what he said yesterday when the boats were being tossed around on the sea? Don't fear.  Not because there's nothing to be afraid of; there's plenty and to spare.  Don't fear, because God is never too busy to hear and respond to our fears.

Okay, I hear your question: what about all those who pray for healing and die, anyway.  Is that God's will?  Does God help some people and not others?  Or perhaps they didn't have enough faith.

I don't know what God's plan is.  I don't know why some people die and others don't.  Perhaps some of it is due to our modern miracle of medicine.  Yet, other times, people come through and survive the in-survivable.

With prayer, comes healing.  Not always in the form we desire and crave.  But, what I've seen are acts of faith that reach beyond physical healing.  I've seen intense anger replaced with peace and acceptance.  I've seen disappointment turned into a continuing awareness of God's presence.  I've experienced grace in the midst of difficult times; grace that carried me until I could land on my feet again.

Prayer and mustard seed faith makes a difference, to all involved.  Healing occurs in so many ways.  Sometimes it comes through us.

And maybe you've been a part of the healing.  When you allowed a detour or an interruption to take hold of you and you found yourself in the grocery aisle visiting with a stranger.  Did you even realize that you had said just the right thing?  Or that time you were waiting for those new tires to be installed.  You and a stranger began sharing notes on that cancer surgery you survived.  You can't remember how you got on that particular subject!  And you didn't notice the man sitting quietly, apparently reading a magazine, but his complete focus and attention on your conversation.  His healing began in terms of peace as he faced that same surgery tomorrow.

When have you been interrupted?  When have you taken detours?

I don't know why I headed to my favorite book store that day.  I was at loose ends and needed something to do.  An hour later I walked out the door with nothing and literally bumped into a friend I hadn't seen in years.  We stood outside the store catching up on the years and I found myself sharing my worry and concern over my son's poor decisions.  I don't remember what she said, but for weeks and months after that her words stayed with me.  Every time the worry and angst made an appearance, her words put a stop to them and I could give it to God.  And when I shared that with her a few months later she said, "I think God directed me to that store that day, because I didn't even bother going in.  After we finished talking I got in my car and drove away!"

Detours on the way to interruptions.  Jesus had them.  We all have them.  What's important is what we do with them.

Or, as the song goes, "They'll know we are Christians by our love."  People are watching and waiting.  And those you watch have a hurt or pain somewhere.  Maybe it's in the past, but often it's right this minute.  You can make a difference by noticing that they're there.  It's easy to see the Jairus', but even easier to pass by the invisible woman with the hemorrhage.  Even Jesus didn't notice her at first.

Who is God putting in your path?  Open your eyes.  Take the detour.  Allow the interruption.  Give God the credit.  Let God work through you.

All glory and honor be to God.


June 22, 2018, 12:00 AM

Fear Factor

by Sandy Bach

35 On that day, when evening had come, he said to them, “Let us go across to the other side.” 36 And leaving the crowd behind, they took him with them in the boat, just as he was. Other boats were with him. 37 A great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that the boat was already being swamped. 38 But he was in the stern, asleep on the cushion; and they woke him up and said to him, “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?” 39 He woke up and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace! Be still!” Then the wind ceased, and there was a dead calm. 40 He said to them, “Why are you afraid? Have you still no faith?” 41 And they were filled with great awe and said to one another, “Who then is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?”  (Mark 4:35-41 NRSV)

"Teacher, don't you care...?"

We ask that question all too often.

"I'm sick of being sick.  Don't you care?"

"Life holds no meaning for me. Don't you care?"

"I can't face another day of trying to make ends meet.  Don't you care?"

"I'm dying.  Don't you care?"

Life's issues have the potential of leaving us breathless with fear and anxiety.  "Jesus, don't you care?  Why are you asleep?"

Fear is the operative word here.  There's plenty to fear in our life journey: illness, loneliness, job-related issues, rejection, money issues, failure, death.  Storms come and go just as they did on the Sea of Galilee.  They come up quickly, disturbing and frightening and agitating, only to pass on to some sort of peace and quiet.  Until the next big storm brews.

Fear is a much talked about subject in the Bible.  The phrase, "do not fear," appears 58 times in the Bible.  There are no phrases that say, "nothing to be afraid of."  That's because there's plenty to be afraid of.

Jesus knows all about fear.  He walked with us for a time, watching us cower from storms and lashing waves.  Jesus didn't fear, though.  Notice he's asleep in the stern.  It's an almost comical scene: Jesus asleep on a cushion, smiling a bit as he rests up from a tiring day. The scene switches to the outside where the boat is being tossed about, the wind is howling, water is coming in the boat faster than the disciples can bail it out.  They shout instructions to each other and can't be heard for the noise of the wind.

Finally, they get Jesus.  They could use another hand bailing out water.  And there they find him, sound asleep with not a worry in the world.  "Don't you care?! We're drowning out there!"

Jesus awakens and in a quick moment quiets the storm and hushes the wind.  Just like that.  As quickly as the storm arrived, it's gone and peace settles on the motley boats.  Wet and dripping, the disciples' mouths hang open and they stare at Jesus as if they've just met him for the first time.  And perhaps they have.  This man has power to heal sickness; he preaches and teaches with authority and eloquence.  There are others who can do that.  But, this particular man has power over creation.

"Who is this man?"

We can ask that question, as well.  Who is this man who came to earth as a fragile, baby?  Who is this man who defied Caesar and his minions?  Who is this man who brought common sense to God's word?  Who is this man who preached the good news of God's reign where there is no longer illness, death, lack of food, poverty or Caesars?  Who is this man who has power over storms?

The tree stood 55 to 60 feet tall.  It was way too tall for the yard and was showing signs of dying.  It was time to have it cut down before it came down on the houses nearby.  The only way to cut it down was with ropes and chain saws.  One man climbed the tree and three others were on the ground using ropes to guide the branches and limbs to safety.  Finally, the trunk was ready to cut.

They wrapped their ropes around it, the chain saws went to work and the trunk was ready to be laid down on the ground.  Suddenly a rope began to give.  One of the men yelled, "RUN!" and the foreman ran.  The tree missed him by inches.  On the ground lay a six-foot trunk some 36" in diameter, weighing not 100's but 1,000's of pounds.  It lay across the fire pit and a hedge, both utterly destroyed.  It missed the house by inches.

The men, so used to trees and the unpredictability of cutting them down, simply stared.  They couldn't move for a long time.  Fear set in at what could have happened.  The foreman missed injury and possible death; the workers also remained uninjured; the house was in tact.  The owner sent them home for the day, telling them not to return for a few days.  They needed time and some simple jobs to get through this experience.

That moment of fear was palpable.  It was real.  Someone could have died.  They will dream about it for a long time.  This isn't a time to say, "There's nothing to be afraid of."  Because there is plenty to fear.

Our faith speaks to fear.  It acknowledges that there's plenty to fear, but it doesn't have the final word.  We don't have to succumb to fear's power.

When the angels met the shepherds with news of the Messiah's birth, they said, "Fear not."  Emmanuel, "God with Us" had come to earth.  When the women were met at the empty tomb, the message wasn't, "There's nothing to be afraid of."  Fearsome issues weren't going to disappear.  But, Emmanuel, "God with Us" had conquered death.

The storms are out there and some of them have your name on them.  "Do not be afraid."  The sea will get rough and toss us about.  "Do not be afraid."  God is with us.

I'm reminded of Job who complained to God for many long chapters.  Finally, God spoke.  Out of a whirlwind, no less.  "Who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge?" (Job 38:2) And I'm put in my place as a human speaking with the all powerful God and I'm ready to listen.

I listen to Isaiah's message from God:

But now thus says the Lord,
he who created you, O Jacob,
he who formed you, O Israel:
Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;
I have called you by name, you are mine.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you;
when you walk through fire you shall not be burned,
and the flame shall not consume you.
For I am the Lord your God,
the Holy One of Israel, your Savior.  (Isaiah 43:1-2a)

Isaiah clearly acknowledges that we pass through high waters and rivers and baptisms by fire.  The message is: "I am with you, a calming and peace-filled presence.  I will not dessert you."

I listen to Paul's words from his Letter to the Romans, one of his last as he faced execution:

Therefore, since we are justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have obtained access to this grace in which we stand; and we boast in our hope of sharing the glory of God. And not only that, but we also boast in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not disappoint us, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit that has been given to us.  (Romans 5:1-5  Italics mine)

"...suffering produces endurance...produces character...produces hope..."

Be not afraid, for Jesus has your back.

No matter what.

All glory and honor be to God.


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June 13, 2018, 12:00 AM

Hide & Seek

by Sandy Bach

26 He also said, “The kingdom of God is as if someone would scatter seed on the ground, 27 and would sleep and rise night and day, and the seed would sprout and grow, he does not know how. 28 The earth produces of itself, first the stalk, then the head, then the full grain in the head. 29 But when the grain is ripe, at once he goes in with his sickle, because the harvest has come.”

30 He also said, “With what can we compare the kingdom of God, or what parable will we use for it? 31 It is like a mustard seed, which, when sown upon the ground, is the smallest of all the seeds on earth; 32 yet when it is sown it grows up and becomes the greatest of all shrubs, and puts forth large branches, so that the birds of the air can make nests in its shade.”

33 With many such parables he spoke the word to them, as they were able to hear it; 34 he did not speak to them except in parables, but he explained everything in private to his disciples.

I have a very nice garden.  It's not of my doing.  The former owner of my home did a wonderful job of planting trees and shrubs in my front and back yards.  Gazing on them brings joy to my heart.

Until I see those weeds.  I think it's called ground ivy.  It grows quickly.  Once a week I go through the gardens, pulling out ivy.  It grows out of the ground and wraps itself around the branches of the Rose of Sharon and the Crepe Myrtles.  The following week they return, larger than ever.  This time peeking up through the middle of the azalea bushes.  Just when I think I've gotten it all, I turn a corner and discover them growing up the chain link fence.

They haunt my dreams.  Their leaves wave in the wind as if to taunt me.  I've spray them with a homemade, non-toxic weed killer.  They grow back bigger and stronger.  I gave up and used a popular toxic weed killer.  They grow back bigger and stronger.

They are truly amazing plants, not just because of the speed of their growth.  They wrap themselves around branches and it's hard to tell where the ivy ends and the branch begins.  They're equally amazing in how they sneak up on me.  I think I've gotten everything pulled, only to discover a big one I totally missed.

At first, I compared them to Jesus' mention in John, "I am the vine, you are the branches."  Theologically, it fits.  In our best moments, it's hard to see where we end and Jesus begins.

But, really, isn't this a kingdom metaphor?

A farmer throws some seed in the ground.  A bit of water, a dose of sun and up they come.  The farmer sleeps and awakens to growth.  He has no idea about the chemical process of growth.  He doesn't know about photosynthesis.  He only knows that if he throws the seeds in the ground, the seeds will grow.  Eventually, the crop will be ready for the harvest and he'll take a sickle to it.

Then we have the mustard seed.  I'm told that the mustard is a bush, not a tree.  It grows to be huge, it's branches all over the place.  But, animals find homes in its branches.

I'm not all that familiar with mustard and I'm not a farmer.  But, I know about ground ivy and here's what I've observed.  It grows so quickly I barely notice it.  It grows so quickly I can't keep up with it.  It's fragile and strong.  It won't be stopped.  Nothing gets in its way; it simply wraps itself around the obstacle and continues growing.

Its leaves are small to begin with, but the more it grows the bigger they get.  This hearty ivy grows well after a good rain, but drought won't stop it.  It gets in the way of my other trees and bushes' growth.  It makes everything look different and messy.

Meanwhile, the birds of the air set up their nests and the squirrels love to play in the branches which are surrounded completely by ivy.

For all the fighting I do with it, I admire it.  Nothing stops it.  I'm absolutely convinced that if we suffer a nuclear holocaust, the cockroach will survive side by side with the ground ivy.

And maybe that's what the kingdom of God is about.  It grows while we're busy doing "important" work.  It grows whether we like or not, whether we care or not.  When evil attempts to uproot it, it starts over, growing intrepidly.  Nothing can stop it completely.  When it runs into obstacles, it wraps itself around it and moves on.

The kingdom isn't the least intimidated by the powers of modern day Caesars.  It's seen power come and go for thousands of years.  God's kingdom is in the business of taking over the Caesars of history.

The kingdom is hidden, grows like a ground ivy or mustard bush.

The kingdom hosts the nations of the world in its boughs.  They find shelter in the kingdom.  It grows automatically.  God does the work, despite humanity's best efforts to kill it.

Most of all, the kingdom is close by.  It's a certain thing in our lives of uncertainty.  The kingdom continues to grow, and will come to fruition some day.  In the meantime, we spend our days seeing it and not seeing it all at the same time.

The kingdom is a certain thing in our lives.  And we wait, with our hands on the plowshares, workers for God.

I will continue my battle with ground ivy and with little success.  But, I will give thanks that as I pull and yank at it, I can also be grateful for what it represents:  patience, hope, care, effort, preparedness of the kingdom.  It is both comforting and discomfiting.  It's growth may be imperceptible, but the results are right there in front of us, if we have eyes to see.

Most of all, that intrepid ivy represents grace.

Unconditional, undeserved, misunderstood.


All glory and honor be to God.


June 10, 2018, 12:00 AM

Choose Life

by Sandy Bach

23 One sabbath he was going through the grainfields; and as they made their way his disciples began to pluck heads of grain. 24 The Pharisees said to him, “Look, why are they doing what is not lawful on the sabbath?” 25 And he said to them, “Have you never read what David did when he and his companions were hungry and in need of food? 26 He entered the house of God, when Abiathar was high priest, and ate the bread of the Presence, which it is not lawful for any but the priests to eat, and he gave some to his companions.” 27 Then he said to them, “The sabbath was made for humankind, and not humankind for the sabbath; 28 so the Son of Man is lord even of the sabbath.”

Again he entered the synagogue, and a man was there who had a withered hand. They watched him to see whether he would cure him on the sabbath, so that they might accuse him. And he said to the man who had the withered hand, “Come forward.” Then he said to them, “Is it lawful to do good or to do harm on the sabbath, to save life or to kill?” But they were silent. He looked around at them with anger; he was grieved at their hardness of heart and said to the man, “Stretch out your hand.” He stretched it out, and his hand was restored. The Pharisees went out and immediately conspired with the Herodians against him, how to destroy him. (Mark 2:23-3:6 NRSV)

Jesus has just begun his ministry and he's in trouble already.  I suppose that's what Savior's are for, aren't they?  He understands the journey he's taken on and time is of the essence in Mark's Gospel.  Jesus wastes no time: there's ministry to be done and a message to spread.  It's going to upset the status quo.  So be it.

There's a lot in these few verses: politics and culture vs. sabbath rest.

Someone came to see me in my office a few years ago.  It seems that she was considering entering seminary but she was concerned about something: church politics.  Politics exists no matter where you are.  It's what makes the world go 'round.  You can use your political expertise for good or for evil.

Jesus is making his way through a grainfield.  He's having to work at it: that's unlawful on the Sabbath.  His disciples pick a few grains to munch on as they move through it: that's unlawful on the Sabbath.  There are men of God watching Jesus' every move.  Don't you wonder what they've left behind in the office or the mission field?  It seems that the most important thing they have to do is follow Jesus and trap him.

They've taken the law from a gift from God to a legalism used to trap and punish the offenders.  Torah is a living document, much like our U.S. Constitution.  It's meant to be read within the context of the culture so that humanity can follow God and live well.  These particular religious leaders are hanging on to the status quo for dear life.  That is their idol.  Any change from what is being done must be stopped at all costs.

When have you been a legalistic Pharisee?  Not all of them were that way.  In fact, some were friends of Jesus.  Legalistic keepers of the law often need compassion.  They're hanging on to the past unable to adapt to change.  Change can be scary and it moves far more quickly today than it did 200 years ago.  Or even 50 years ago.

Traditions get lost in change.  Routines that were once life-giving and life-enhancing often become life-taking.  Churches suffer over this.  "We've always done it this way" are the deadly words of the church.  Leaders must ask often, "why are we doing it this way?  Is it life-giving or soul-sucking?"

As we age, we watch our friends and colleagues pass away.  That is the ultimate change, because we'll never see them again in this life.  We grieve their presence and missed opportunities.  Young people come along taking what we call change as normal and making it work.  It annoys us because, "these young people don't know the traditions."

Legalistic Pharisees hang on to the status quo for another reason: holding on to their own privileged status.  It's pretty cool being at the top of the mountain.  And when climbers get too close, we push them down and keep them down because we refuse to imagine a life sharing the top with others.

Jesus loved the law.  He made it clear that he didn't come to abolish the law, but to fulfill it.  He understood Torah (Law) to be a gift of God for the people of God.  It was meant to enhance life and to set apart the worshipers of God as an example of how to live right.

His indictment of legalism was direct and straight-forward.  In this text, he was criticized for traveling and gleaning and healing on the Sabbath.  He points to David, who used the holy bread set aside for the priests to feed himself and his companions.  No, his disciples weren't starving.  But, they would have been if they hadn't taken some of the grain to eat.

What really upsets Jesus, though, is the scene in the synagogue.  A man with a withered hand can't work or take care of his family, if he has one.  He's a drain on society rather than a contributor to it.  Yes, he could have waited a few hours until sunset to heal the man.  But, his question rings true today: "Is it lawful to do good or to do harm on the Sabbath?"

Healing that man in the synagogue in the presence of God was a sacred moment.  A time to respect humanity, to affirm life through healing, to hold life before God.

But, when we're upset and can't see compassion for what it is, we get angry and we want to hurt.  Jesus has barely begun his ministry and already the legalists are plotting with their political enemies, the Herodians, to destroy him.  It's a shame.

What these law-abiding Pharisees need is a day off.  A complete and total sabbath rest.

What does Sabbath rest mean to you?  Perhaps a nap, or enjoying a hobby.  Lunch with friends and family.  A day to relax: read, listen to music, take a long walk.  Good start!  (Especially the nap!)

It occurred to me this week that Adam and Eve were created and immediately had a Sabbath rest.  Hm.  That's significant.  But, that's only the beginning. We read in two different places in the Old Testament about God's insistence on us taking Sabbath rest.

First, because God rested after six days of creation.  God rested from work to enjoy what God had created.  Sabbath rest is a holy time that we take to remember God's creative activity and to enjoy it.  That walk you take is a reminder of that creative activity and an opportunity to enjoy it and honor it and preserve it.

Second, it was to be a reminder that we were slaves in Egypt where we worked seven days a week with no rest.  Sabbath rest is meant for everyone: slave and free, man and woman, children and even work animals.  When we take Sabbath rest, we are reminded of our own liberation from captivity and slavery.

Slavery to jobs or the almighty dollar.  Slavery to idols that get between us and God.  Slavery to the false prophets who announce what is wrong with the world and how they're going to fix it.

In this text, Jesus is reminding everyone who is listening, including you and I, that the Sabbath is meant for liberation and restoration.  Watching how others treat the Sabbath is just as unlawful as not honoring the Sabbath at all.

What do you need?  A nap? Rest? How about time alone with Jesus?  Time with scripture.  Prayer time.

What do you need?  How do you care for yourself on your Sabbath rest day?  How can you return thanks to God for all God has done for you?

First step: take a nap!  Rest.  Enjoy the fact that you're alive.  Revel in doing nothing or doing something that you don't do the rest of the week.

Second step: give the legalists some compassion.  They're all tied up.  Invite them for a rest from everything.  Invite them to relax.

All glory and honor be to God.


Choose Life

by Sandy Bach

June 3, 2018, 12:00 AM

Encountering God

by Sandy Bach

In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lofty; and the hem of his robe filled the temple. Seraphs were in attendance above him; each had six wings: with two they covered their faces, and with two they covered their feet, and with two they flew. And one called to another and said:

“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts;
the whole earth is full of his glory.”

The pivots[a] on the thresholds shook at the voices of those who called, and the house filled with smoke. And I said: “Woe is me! I am lost, for I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips; yet my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts!”

Then one of the seraphs flew to me, holding a live coal that had been taken from the altar with a pair of tongs. The seraph[b] touched my mouth with it and said: “Now that this has touched your lips, your guilt has departed and your sin is blotted out.” Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” And I said, “Here am I; send me!”  (Isaiah 6:1-8 NRSV)

The king had died.  The people could hardly remember a time before King Uzziah's reign.  Suddenly they were in turmoil.  Would King Jotham fare well as their new king?  Would he lead well as his father had?  Or would the nation of Israel be attacked?

Meanwhile, Isaiah was dreaming.  He saw God's glory fill the temple.  He was almost drowning in the hem of God's robe.  Winged creatures were stationed around him singing God's praises.  They veiled their faces and genitals.  It was noisy and loud and, oh, so very joyful!

And then, Isaiah saw earthly power through God's eyes: political power, priestly religious power and sexual dominance.  All were being misused and abused.  As Isaiah gazed about him, he saw his own sin and that of Judah.

He had no business being in the Temple.  He felt himself undeserving of seeing God.  The knowledge of his own sinful condition overpowered him.  Not only his sin, but the sinfulness of Judah.  He realized in that moment that Judah was in denial.  They believed the lies of the politicians; they were content to get wealthy on the backs of the poor; they lived greedily and showed up at worship with absolutely no display of repentance.

I imagine Isaiah must have fallen to his knees with the knowledge and the burden of what he saw.  "Woe is me.  I've bought into the lies and the greed and hubris.  I am unworthy."

God rarely hesitates.  God forgives and God purifies and God transforms.  That's what happened to Isaiah: his lips were purified and his ministry cleansed.

It will be a difficult call.  He will speak prophetically for the rest of his life.  He will predict bad things and Judah won't listen.  He will try to warn the powers that be -- they'll close their ears.  Yet, called he is.  And when things can't get any worse, Isaiah will speak words of comfort.

How do we worship?  With an expectation of getting something out of it?  With a closed mind?  Are we distracted? Angry?

I believe we all enter worship looking for something:  peace; insight; to be right; to sense God's Spirit; to be made right with God and others.

If you enter worship looking to get something out of it, you'll get exactly what you put into it.  But, if you enter knowing that God meets us where are, something happens.  When we enter broken and questioning; joyful and happy; hoping against hope; persevering; or at peace, God meets us and walks alongside us.  God knows and God cares.

In worship we call ourselves into the present moment.  We are reminded of our brokenness, so we confess our sins, knowing that we're already forgiven.  Then, and only then, are we ready to hear God's word to us.  Through scripture, the Word revealed, prayer and, yes, even when we drop our money into the offering plate as a response to God's love for us.  Then we go out into the world carrying God's message with us.

God meets us and when we're open to meeting God, things happen.  God is revealed in prayer, in song, in word, in action.  God speaks.  We listen.

Isaiah lived in a difficult time.  We know all about difficult times, don't we?  And, when he came face-to-face with God, he fell to his knees in guilt and sadness.  God purified him and forgave him.  God prepared him and then sent him out.

Isaiah's relationship with God would grow stronger over time.  God would continue to meet him in his own context and help him move forward in his ministry.

We can expect no less.  As long as we enter God's presence as Isaiah did: contrite, open minded and ready to listen, we are open to sensing God's Spirit speaking to us.  When we enter worship understanding that we aren't the audience, God is, it changes our perspective.

Bring yourself.  All of you.  Bring all of the joy and sorrow and guilt and shame.  Bring your fears, your worries, your hope.  Bring it all and lay it before God.  Enter in with a prayer: "Lord open my mind and my heart to listen to your Word today."

Look around.  See the friend and the stranger.  Know that they're carrying burdens of their own.  Pray for them.

I make no guarantees.  Sometimes you'll leave worship feeling very little.  It happens.  But, when we return week after week, something happens.  We discover a part of ourselves that we never knew or haven't met in awhile.  We learn about a God who can't be completely known and understood.

May your worship complete you this week.

All glory and honor be to God.


Encountering God

by Sandy Bach

May 26, 2018, 12:00 AM

Spirit-ed Communication

by Sandy Bach

When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. And suddenly from heaven there came a sound like the rush of a violent wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting. Divided tongues, as of fire, appeared among them, and a tongue rested on each of them. All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other languages, as the Spirit gave them ability.

Now there were devout Jews from every nation under heaven living in Jerusalem. And at this sound the crowd gathered and was bewildered, because each one heard them speaking in the native language of each. Amazed and astonished, they asked, “Are not all these who are speaking Galileans? And how is it that we hear, each of us, in our own native language? Parthians, Medes, Elamites, and residents of Mesopotamia, Judea and Cappadocia, Pontus and Asia, 10 Phrygia and Pamphylia, Egypt and the parts of Libya belonging to Cyrene, and visitors from Rome, both Jews and proselytes, 11 Cretans and Arabs—in our own languages we hear them speaking about God’s deeds of power.” 12 All were amazed and perplexed, saying to one another, “What does this mean?” 13 But others sneered and said, “They are filled with new wine.”

14 But Peter, standing with the eleven, raised his voice and addressed them, “Men of Judea and all who live in Jerusalem, let this be known to you, and listen to what I say. 15 Indeed, these are not drunk, as you suppose, for it is only nine o’clock in the morning. 16 No, this is what was spoken through the prophet Joel:

17 ‘In the last days it will be, God declares,
that I will pour out my Spirit upon all flesh,
and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
and your young men shall see visions,
and your old men shall dream dreams.
18 Even upon my slaves, both men and women,
in those days I will pour out my Spirit;
and they shall prophesy.
19 And I will show portents in the heaven above
and signs on the earth below,
blood, and fire, and smoky mist.
20 The sun shall be turned to darkness
and the moon to blood,
before the coming of the Lord’s great and glorious day.
21 Then everyone who calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.’  (Acts 2:1-21 NRSV)

What about the Holy Spirit do you need to hear today?

Do you need to know that God's Spirit is creative?  Do you need to hear about God's provision through the Spirit?  Perhaps you want to be reminded that when "...we do not know how to pray as we ought, ...the Spirit intercedes with sighs too deep for words." (Romans 8:26b NRSV)

What can I share with you that would make a difference in your life right now, this minute?  What would make a difference for you in your journey of faith?

Peter, the Apostles and followers of Jesus number roughly 120 when our reading begins.  They have followed Jesus' final instructions to remain in Jerusalem until they receive the gift of the Holy Spirit.  While they stayed together they prayed and filled Judas' empty position with Matthias.  And they waited.

Finally, the Jewish celebration of Pentecost arrives.  Jews from all over the known world have traveled to Jerusalem to celebrate God's provision of land and food and Torah.  They will read scripture and worship and remember all that God has done for them.  But, today, God is at work doing something new.

As these cosmopolitan Jews from all over the known world pass by, they notice something strange.  The sound of rushing wind; divided tongues as of fire resting on Jesus' followers.  But the most amazing, scary and astonishing thing of all -- these illiterate Galileans are speaking in languages they can understand!

Often someone will greet me after worship with, "Nice sermon, Pastor."  Once in awhile, they'll tell me what they heard.  And usually, it's not what I said!  The Holy Spirit has taken my words and made them understandable to someone who needed to hear an important message.  I may have written a sermon, but Spirit delivers the message!

The followers of Jesus (or was it only the Apostles who spoke in many different tongues?) speak in languages that anyone present could understand.  They heard a message that they needed to hear.

For some it's amazing; for others it's ridiculous.  Did I mention uneducated Galileans?  They must be drunk with wine or simply crazy!  This just isn't done.

Peter, the denier of Jesus, the one who asked the questions that got him into trouble, the one who had moments of understanding only to have them pass; Peter, the leader of the Apostles' steps forward to speak.  When delivering a sermon, use scripture.  And he does.  He remembers the words of the prophet Joel.  And he preaches it.

In the last days... God will pour out God's Spirit.  God will pour out that Spirit on everyone.  And Joel lists everyone from young and old, to master and slave, to men and women and children.  Peter only sees in the mirror dimly.  Soon he'll understand even more as God takes these men and women into new areas to share the gospel.  They'll meet people who are Jewish outcasts; second-class women will open their purses and their homes; gentiles will even be included!

Those who listened heard what they most needed to hear.  Love, forgiveness, meaningfulness.  They turned their lives away from activities that lacked love; that were unforgiving; that no longer made sense to them.  They would learn to share what they had with each other and with the stranger.

They would never be the same again.

So, what do you need to hear today?

Do you need the reminder that because Jesus lives, we know that there is nothing God can't do?  That miracles still occur?  That God provides and grace abounds?  Look to the Spirit to show you those places where God is at work.

Do you need to see creativity in action?  Allow Spirit to show you, again, God's creation that is renewed each spring, that is damaged but isn't dead.  Allow Spirit to work in you new ways to live creatively.

Perhaps you need to hear about intercession.  Those moments when words fail.  Give it all to Spirit and start breathing again.

That Pentecost day wasn't a one-off.  It was the birthday of the church, and it's repeated every day.  You may not hear a different language, but you will hear someone say something in words you can understand like never before.  You may not be proficient in another language, but you're already speaking to others and using your own words while the Spirit uses them to comfort or convict another.

What do you  need to hear today?  Stop and pray.  Listen for the breath of God to empower you.

Then go out to love and serve the Lord.

All glory and honor be to God.


May 13, 2018, 12:00 AM

Because He Lives…We Can Live & Lead for Jesus’ Sake

by Sandy Bach

15 In those days Peter stood up among the believers[a] (together the crowd numbered about one hundred twenty persons) and said, 16 “Friends,[b] the scripture had to be fulfilled, which the Holy Spirit through David foretold concerning Judas, who became a guide for those who arrested Jesus— 17 for he was numbered among us and was allotted his share in this ministry.”

21 So one of the men who have accompanied us during all the time that the Lord Jesus went in and out among us, 22 beginning from the baptism of John until the day when he was taken up from us—one of these must become a witness with us to his resurrection.” 23 So they proposed two, Joseph called Barsabbas, who was also known as Justus, and Matthias. 24 Then they prayed and said, “Lord, you know everyone’s heart. Show us which one of these two you have chosen 25 to take the place[d] in this ministry and apostleship from which Judas turned aside to go to his own place.” 26 And they cast lots for them, and the lot fell on Matthias; and he was added to the eleven apostles.  (Acts 1:15-17; 21-26 NRSV)

There was an elephant in the room.

A large,  imposing, heart breaking elephant.

Being with the risen savior would have been amazing and absorbing.  The Apostles had much to learn in those weeks before Jesus ascended to heaven.  But, after he ascended, and they returned to Jerusalem, the awful hurt of Judas' betrayal and death would have fallen over them like a burial shroud.

Judas was the man with whom they had spent time, collected money, and taught and healed.  This was the man they had trusted.  And he turned on Jesus and the disciples at the last minute and everything turned horribly bad.

How do you cope with that kind of betrayal?  How do you express your anger and hurt that mixes with a broken heart because of  broken trust.  They decide to remain in constant prayer.  It becomes apparent to Peter that the broken circle of 11 must begin to heal.

When you're wondering what to do, the Bible is a good place to look.  Peter used some Psalms to help him explain their situation.  Then he suggested the criteria: it had to be a man, who had been with Jesus since the time of John's Baptism ministry.  Most important of all, he had to have been a witness to the resurrection.

Nominations were accepted and two names entered onto the slate: Joseph called Barsabbas, aka Justus and Matthias.

Before you vote it's always good to pray.  This prayer is simple: "Lord, you know everyone's heart.  Show us which one of these you have chosen..."

They roll the dice and it falls to Matthias.  And we never hear about him or Justus again in the Bible.  How did Matthias feel being the chosen one?  How did Justus feel being the not chosen?

It could be argued that Peter had jumped the gun and worried more about structure than prayer.  After all, some would say, they were told to remain in Jerusalem until they had received the gift of the Holy Spirit.  However, it's so much easier to organize and plan than to remain in constant prayer.  Filling that empty job left by Judas makes you feel as if you're doing something.  Sitting in prayer feels like a waste of time.

Church members often feel as if conducting a business meeting is not sacred; as if God isn't in attendance.  However, if God is omnipresent (present everywhere) than isn't God present at the board meeting with the Holy Spirit at work?

It could be argued that Peter rushed the process.  It's a good reminder that prayer and discernment are critically important to planning and action.

We can only begin to imagine the hole left by Judas must have been horribly painful.  I wonder if in prayer Peter sought God's healing and discerned God saying, "go ahead and fill the emptiness.  I'll help you choose."

The nominating process would have been an activity laced with pain and cathartics and relief.  The men chosen were men who filled the criteria, but they also had gifts and talents that the 120 believed made them good candidates for filling the fracture left by Judas' deceit and betrayal.

I can feel tension dissolving in the room when Matthias is selected.  They can move forward into their largely unknown future with a sense of completeness of "The Twelve."

Where and how do you find healing when your heart breaks?  Who and what are the heart breakers?  How does prayer help you find the solace you need so that you carry on?

When Jesus was raised from the dead, God displayed that nothing, but nothing, can destroy God's plan for salvation in the world.  Because Jesus lives, we can live prayerfully and use our own talents and gifts to discern God's call to heal and lead in our corner of the kingdom.

All glory and honor be to God.


May 6, 2018, 12:00 AM

Because He Lives…We Can Live Inclusively

by Sandy Bach

44 While Peter was still speaking, the Holy Spirit fell upon all who heard the word. 45 The circumcised believers who had come with Peter were astounded that the gift of the Holy Spirit had been poured out even on the Gentiles, 46 for they heard them speaking in tongues and extolling God. Then Peter said, 47 “Can anyone withhold the water for baptizing these people who have received the Holy Spirit just as we have?” 48 So he ordered them to be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ. Then they invited him to stay for several days.  (Acts 10:44-48 NRSV)

If you feel as if you're missing something, you're not alone.  This is really the end of the story.  So let's get caught up.

Cornelius was a Roman centurion, therefore a gentile.  He wasn't your usual centurion, though.  He and his household loved God.  Cornelius was known for his generosity to others and he prayed constantly to God.  One afternoon, he had a vision.  In the vision, he heard God commending his faithfulness.  Then he was told where to find Simon known as Peter and to bring him back to Joppa.

Meanwhile, Peter was hungry.  While he waited for dinner, he fell into a trance and saw a vision that was horrifying to him.  God was telling him that eating kosher was no longer necessary.  Was this a test?  "No, God.  I've never done it this way before.  I've always eaten kosher and I can't profane you!"

God had his work cut out for him.  Peter protested with the ancient words of the dying Church, "We've never done it this way before" and "We've always done it this way before."  God reminded Peter that "what God has made clean, you must not call profane." (Acts 10:15)  This conversation repeated itself two more times.

Peter was a hard sell.  He needed more evidence.  Don't we all in the midst of change?

So God told him to answer the door: there were some gentiles outside who needed him.  "Go with them, Peter."

The next day he traveled the 30 miles to Joppa.  With gentiles.  You aren't supposed to be with gentiles; they're unclean.  We've never done it this way before.  What is God up to?

It had to have been a strange journey and I believe it gave Peter time to think about that equally strange vision.  He had traveled with gentiles.  You don't travel with those people; they're not Jews.  It isn't that Peter is bigoted.  He's just never done this before.  However, he got to know them on this trip and heard stories about Cornelius, a member of the enemy Roman Legion.

When they arrived in Joppa, Peter did something else he'd never done before: he entered a gentile home.  Did this home look strange without the markings on the lintels or other symbols of his faith in the home?

"You know, I'm not supposed to be here.  Yet, I sensed God telling me that no one is unclean or profane."  He didn't get it, yet.  But, God smiled, knowing Peter was gaining insight.

Cornelius shared his vision and Peter shared the Christian Gospel.  That brings us to today and the reading.  Peter is still speaking when the Holy Spirit interrupts and "falls" on his listeners.  This is Pentecost revisited and revised: the Gentile Pentecost.  Peter looks around astounded.

"Next thing you know, we'll be baptizing them!

"Yes.  Baptism.  That's what we need to do.  They've been baptized by the Spirit, we need to baptize them with water!  We can't hold back.  They're as much a part of the Christian community as we are."

As I said earlier, the seven deadly words of the church are, "We've never done it that way before."  Others say, "We've always done it this way before."  Either way, we get stuck in the rules and traditions.

Some of our sister churches refuse to accept baptism unless it's done by them.  Other churches bar the communion table.  We have membership classes, pre-baptism lessons; we ordain and commission within our own denominations.

I serve two congregations who are very close to becoming federated.  One Presbyterian and one Methodist congregation will become one federated Presbyterian/Methodist congregation.  Our forms of government is different.  The Methodists have Bishops and District Superintendents who lead from the top down.  The Presbyterians start with the congregation's ruling body and moves issues up the line where they are considered and then sent back down.  We are learning from each other how the other denomination works.

As we put the final touches on our proposed bylaws, I realize that we have reinvented ourselves using the best of each denomination.  The Holy Spirit has been present to guide us in loving each other.  New ideas are erupting.  We're finding new ways of doing what we've done before; we're leaving some of the old behind while taking on the new.

Change is awkward, at times.  We can adjust to only so much before we dig in our heels and say, "Whoa! We've never done it that way before."  Our 21st century is changing so quickly, we can hardly keep up.  We're reinventing on the fly and discovering much that isn't working.  We gaze into the future and it scares us.  Our nation, our state is on the crux of something new.  Some sigh with relief while others hang on tightly to what we have.

We play the blame game: millennial's, the rich, the poor, the politicians, the teachers... Anyone who doesn't agree with us is the enemy.

What if God is calling us into something different?  What if all of this change and upheaval is God's way of turning us upside down and tumbling us out of the box?  Could we, like Peter, stand in front of that Gentile home and knock on the door for entry into the strange and different?

While we've drawn circles around ourselves, some have opened those boundaries up to include others.  Dare we draw the lines further out?  Dare we learn from the other about who they are and what they believe?  Dare we cross those boundaries to learn from those with whom we disagree, sometimes violently?

While we create boundaries, the Holy Spirit crosses them.  While we build walls, the Holy Spirit breaks them down.  If that's the case, how should we live?  What do we do to feel secure and safe?  If playing by the old rules isn't working, maybe it's time to open up to something new that God is doing.

Because He Lives, we can live inclusively.  We begin with baby steps.

All glory and honor be to God.


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