Revelation 3:7-13 is a letter from Jesus to a church in a city called Philadelphia. Not the one in Pennsylvania, of course, but the one in a Turkish city that is today called Alasehir. Jesus doesn’t really talk about what these people were up against, except there was a synagogue that was giving them some trouble. Perhaps their main problems were going to start soon. But Jesus gave them—and us—five promises to get us through days like these. In this Sunday's sermon (October 27), I'll take a look at these five promises. On the worst of days, there are still some things we can count on...Thank God!
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Don't Give Up!
There's a much-loved children's book called Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. I've never read it, but I love the title. Don't we all have days like that? You know
the kind of day I’m talking about, where you start to think, “Okay,
this is pretty bad, but at least it can’t get worse…” and then it does. It’s the kind of day where the only prayer
you know how to pray is “C’mon!
Really?” Those are faith-testing
days. In the movie Bruce Almighty, a character says, “God is a mean kid with a
magnifying glass and I’m the ant.” That’s
what it feels like sometimes. If that’s
where you are right now, there's a letter from God you need to read. And if you’re not having one of those days,
file this one away. You’ll need it
sooner or later.
Revelation 3:7-13 is a letter from Jesus to a church in a city called Philadelphia. Not the one in Pennsylvania, of course, but the one in a Turkish city that is today called Alasehir. Jesus doesn’t really talk about what these people were up against, except there was a synagogue that was giving them some trouble. Perhaps their main problems were going to start soon. But Jesus gave them—and us—five promises to get us through days like these. In this Sunday's sermon (October 27), I'll take a look at these five promises. On the worst of days, there are still some things we can count on...Thank God!
Revelation 3:7-13 is a letter from Jesus to a church in a city called Philadelphia. Not the one in Pennsylvania, of course, but the one in a Turkish city that is today called Alasehir. Jesus doesn’t really talk about what these people were up against, except there was a synagogue that was giving them some trouble. Perhaps their main problems were going to start soon. But Jesus gave them—and us—five promises to get us through days like these. In this Sunday's sermon (October 27), I'll take a look at these five promises. On the worst of days, there are still some things we can count on...Thank God!
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Wake up and smell the...reality
Many
years ago, a man was in a bar in his hometown in Illinois. The men there were swapping war stories. This fellow, whose name was Jack Genot,
wanted to appear brave, too. So he made
up a story that he had served in the Marines in Korea and was taken prisoner during
a bloody battle. Word got out. Jack became a local hero. He was elected a city councilman, was asked
to march in parades and tell his story to schoolchildren. To keep up the façade, he bought a Marine
uniform and ordered medals from a catalog, which he wore on special
occasions. He forged discharge papers so
he could get a “wounded veterans” license plate. But then someone became suspicious. A veterans’ group began investigating and
found no record of Jack’s stories. For
two years, he dodged the questions.
Finally, at the age of 71, Jack Genot admitted he made the whole thing
up.
Jesus had a name for people who
pretended to be something they weren’t; He called them hypocrites. Our Lord didn’t invent the term; He just gave
it a new meaning. It had always been
used to refer to actors, as in “Daniel Day Lewis and Meryl Streep are the
greatest hypocrites of our age!” But
Jesus used it in a spiritual sense, to describe someone who pretended to be
more holy than they truly were. The
irony is that today, no single group of people gets charged with hypocrisy more
often than the very people who follow Jesus.
After all, who among us has NOT heard someone say, “Christians are all a
bunch of hypocrites?” Is it true? Would Jesus say that about Westbury Baptist
Church?
2000
years ago, Jesus Christ appeared in a vision to his elderly friend John and
revealed to him mysteries about the end of our world that became the book of
Revelation. At the beginning of that
book, Jesus gave John messages to send to seven churches that existed then in
modern-day Turkey; messages that I believe are intended for all His churches,
in all times, until He returns. They
tell us what it means to Be the Church.
This Sunday, we examine the fifth of those letters, to the church in Sardis (Rev. 3:1-6). We
have a saying these days when someone refuses to acknowledge the reality of
their situation: “You’d better wake up and smell the coffee.” That’s exactly what Jesus is saying to the
Sardians...and to us.
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Holding On For Dear Life
We’re
in a series now called “Be the Church,” looking at the seven letters to the
churches in Revelation 2-3. I have to
say, of the seven, the letter to Thyatira (Rev. 2:18-29) is the hardest for us as 21st century
Christians to read. Remember, these
letters are dictated by Jesus to His old apostle John, and it’s hard for us to
reconcile some of the things Jesus says in this particular letter with the
image we have of Him as a gentle, kind-hearted person who never got
angry. Perhaps it indicates that our
image of Him isn’t entirely accurate.
Perhaps we should recall that Jesus got angry enough with hypocritical
religious folks that He called them names like "sons of snakes" and "whitewashed
tombs." Perhaps we should recall that he
got angry enough at seeing merchandise take over the temple of God that He made
a whip out of cords and forcibly, violently drove the money changers out. Jesus loves you and me more than we can ever
comprehend. In fact, He loves us so much
He gets angry at the stuff that hurts us. In this letter, we read the anger He felt toward a faction that was destroying His church...and see His instruction to the faithful remnant that had so far resisted compromise with evil.
We live in a time when to be truly Christian is much less culturally popular than it once was. How do we keep from drifting away from Christ? Years ago, I became pastor of the little church I had grown up in. Carrie and I lived in a parsonage that was right across a little country road from the church, less than fifty yards from building to house. One night early in my time there, I left Sunday night worship and started walking home. Once I got out of the church’s parking lot, I realized I had a problem. It was dark! I had lived in the city for several years, and I had forgotten how absolutely dark it gets in the country. I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face. I lost my bearings, wasn’t sure whether I was headed in the right direction or not. I started thinking, “What if I stumble into a ditch?” So I literally got down on my hands and knees and started feeling my way toward the house. Then it hit me: What if I crawl right into a snake? Copperheads are very common there. So I quickly stood back up and walked very slowly toward the house. I made it, but from then on, whenever we left the house, we turned on the porch light. Jesus has told us that we are the Light of the World. We’re commanded to let our light shine so people will see our good works and glorify our Father in Heaven. There is darkness all around us; let’s not forget to keep our lights on. How do we do this? How do we make sure we can withstand the pressure and won’t compromise?
We find great encouragement and instruction in this letter to a church 2000 years ago. We'll talk about it this Sunday.
We live in a time when to be truly Christian is much less culturally popular than it once was. How do we keep from drifting away from Christ? Years ago, I became pastor of the little church I had grown up in. Carrie and I lived in a parsonage that was right across a little country road from the church, less than fifty yards from building to house. One night early in my time there, I left Sunday night worship and started walking home. Once I got out of the church’s parking lot, I realized I had a problem. It was dark! I had lived in the city for several years, and I had forgotten how absolutely dark it gets in the country. I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face. I lost my bearings, wasn’t sure whether I was headed in the right direction or not. I started thinking, “What if I stumble into a ditch?” So I literally got down on my hands and knees and started feeling my way toward the house. Then it hit me: What if I crawl right into a snake? Copperheads are very common there. So I quickly stood back up and walked very slowly toward the house. I made it, but from then on, whenever we left the house, we turned on the porch light. Jesus has told us that we are the Light of the World. We’re commanded to let our light shine so people will see our good works and glorify our Father in Heaven. There is darkness all around us; let’s not forget to keep our lights on. How do we do this? How do we make sure we can withstand the pressure and won’t compromise?
We find great encouragement and instruction in this letter to a church 2000 years ago. We'll talk about it this Sunday.
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