20100509 – Unworldly Peace

May 9th, 2010

Sixth Sunday of Easter
May 9, 2010
Unworldly Peace
John 14:23-29

A Babe Totally at Peace

Alleluia, Christ is Risen. He is Risen indeed, Alleluia!

Speaking of Mother’s Day, one of my favorite sights is a newborn baby (say, less than four months old) rolled up in a little ball and sleeping—totally contented and at peace. Usually you see them like a big lump of warm, pliant gingerbread dough just molded here on top of a mother’s shoulder… smelling like warm yeast bread.

I bet there are many days when you wish that you could sleep like that! Safe, calm and secure. Oblivious to the world around you. Without a single care or worry. At peace. Totally at peace.

Last week I popped in on a man in the hospital at the very moment when he was waking from a fitful sleep. He had a nightmare. A terrible nightmare. Probably due a fever and his pain medications. And he was shaken to the bone. We talked and prayed an hour and he was still trembling when I left. And that was only a dream…and I wondered how many actually live the nightmare.

We Live in a Nightmare

Each week our kids face dangers that were rarely heard of thirty or forty years ago. When I went to high school, the biggest problems were chewing gum, talking in class and the length of skirts above the knees. Once in a great while some kid would sneak at smoke in the bathroom. That was it.

But, now…over 60% of high school youth in Lorain County have personally witnessed a violent act such as a beating, knifing or a shooting. And some refuse to go into certain bathrooms between classes for fear of what will happen there. No wonder moms are so nervous and protective.

And we all live with the threat of global terror as a certain car bomb on Times Square reminded us yet again this past week. Once there was a day when we thought the vast oceans on our two borders would protect us from the problems overseas. But that delusion got shattered the day two Twin Towers came tumbling down.

A Peace the World Cannot Give

Towards the end of Evening Prayer (that powerful and meaningful service of prayer we use during Lent), there is an ancient petition of the church that we use again and again and again. It is one of my most favorite prayers. It goes like this:

“O God, from whom come all holy desires, all good counsels, and all just works: give to us, your servants, that peace which the world cannot give.”

Who are we kidding? The world will never give us peace. Back in the days of Jesus, the Roman government bragged about its “Pax Romana,” the Roman Peace. Twice the Emperor Augustus closed the “Gates of Janus” to mark world peace. For two years out of 200 there were no wars anywhere in the empire.

And what did that really mean, except that the Romans had so beaten people into submission that they had no power to resist. Is that peace? Beating people into submission?

“Peace I Leave You”

No, the world can never give us peace. It is at war with God. But Jesus can. Shortly before his ascension into heaven, Jesus turned to his disciples and said: “Peace I leave with you. My peace I give to you. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not let them be afraid.”

This is not the kind of peace the world gives: A drug induced stupor, denial of any problems, a brief cessation of hostilities, a deceptive calm before the storm.

The peace that Jesus gives is the very peace that Jesus won upon a cross. A true reconciliation with God the Father. That results in the giving of his Spirit. Who keeps us calm and hopeful no matter how difficult the adversities come.

On the cross, Jesus broke down that wall that separated us from God, the wall of sin. The vertical. It was not the world’s victory through power and intimidation, but it was God’s victory through self-sacrificial love and invitation. The invitation to believe in the promises fulfilled through Christ’s death and resurrection.

Enemies Made Friends

And in the process he also broke down horizontal walls. The walls that separate us from each other.

In Luke’s telling of the death of Jesus there is a little detail that always makes me chuckle with delight. It hit me right between the eyes again as we read the Luke’s Passion account once again this year on Palm Sunday. It’s a detail that is very easy to miss unless you know exactly where to look. Did it catch your eye like it caught mine?

Only Luke tells us that when Pilate hears that Jesus is a Galilean he (that is, Pilate) sends Jesus off to Herod Antipas (the Jewish ruler of Galilee) for an informal hearing. Herod mocks Jesus and sends him back. And then Luke adds this detail: “That same day Herod and Pilate became friends with each other; because before this they had been enemies.”

And isn’t that an interesting touch? Herod and Pilate hated each other. They were two nations fighting each other in the arena of international politics. Romans vs. Jews. Neither one believed in Jesus. Both mocked him. Both thought they had the power over him—the power of life and death. And yet, these two bitter rivals became friends because of Jesus on the very day of his crucifixion.

Christ’s Power to Bring Peace

Do you get the message? This is the power that Jesus has. The power to bring peace into a fractured world. The power to bring divided people together. A power he passes on to us through his own Spirit. Peace is not something we achieve. Not us. Not in our own lifetime. Peace is a gift that only Christ can bring. And he does, through the gift of his own Spirit.

“Peace,” Jesus said, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not let them be afraid.” His parting word to us is “Peace.”

Alleluia, Christ is risen! He is risen indeed, Alleluia!

© 2010 Pastor Paul Jaster

20100502 – A New Commandment

May 2nd, 2010

Fifth Sunday in Easter
May 5, 2010
A New Commandment
John 13:31-35

Love, Sex & Fire

Alleluia, Christ is Risen. He is Risen indeed, Alleluia!

One of the saddest things I see as a pastor is to see love misused and abused.

Sex is like Fire!

I hate it when I see article after article in the paper about how sexual love is abused by a priest or a minister or a pastor with either a child or another member of the congregation. Or when I read of celebrity after celebrity cheating on their spouse.

In confirmation class, we tell the kids that sex is like fire.

In the right places, within the right boundaries, in the right context…it is wonderful, thrilling, uplifting, binding. But in the wrong context it can be terribly destructive

A fire in my fireplace or in my barbecue grill…that is a wonderful thing. But fire in the middle of my living room…that is a nightmare and disaster.

The proper place for sex is in marriage. A permanent monogamous commitment to one person for the rest of your life.

And so, we tell the kids, if you are not married to that person, then there is a very simple rule of thumb: “Keep your pants on!”

Many people in the church and many national celebrities would be much, much, much better off if they had followed that simple rule of thumb. “Keep your pants on and zipped up.”

An Awesome, Yet Deadly Force

Back when the ELCA was engaged in its sexuality studies one person said something that made a lot of sense to me. That person said, “Sex is one of the most powerful forces in the universe.” And that explains a lot now does it? Why some people take such great risks and do such stupid things.

And then someone else said something else that made even more sense to me: “Sex is not the most powerful force in the universe. ‘Being right’ is. And if you doubt that for a moment, well, then just get married.”

Deadly: Our Need to Be Right

And isn’t that a penetrating thought? Even greater than our sex drive is our need to be right in any argument.

What is basic message in any argument? “What I did or what I think is right. And what you did or what you think is wrong.”

It is that simple isn’t it? People are out to “justify” their thoughts and actions. “Self-justification” we call it in the church.

But let me tell you. Nothing is more deadly to a relationship than “righteous indignation.”

And isn’t that a pretty heavy burden? To always have to justify yourself? And to always be right?

And do you ever really want to stand before God, the greatest judge of them all, and claim that your way is right and everyone else is wrong? How do you think that will play in God’s court of law? Maybe as well as Goldman Sachs before the senate right now.

Marriage is Like a Death & Resurrection

I once told a couple on their wedding day that a marriage is like a death and resurrection. Some things were going to have to die in their married life together, especially if they were going to love each other as Christ loved them:

Some of their own choices and preferences for one thing. Certain hopes and dreams and freedoms. Debating points die. Rights die. Pride dies. Fairness dies. Self-pity dies. The right to pout and whine. Valid, righteous indignation. It all dies.

And in its place something new rises and is born. A true loving relationship that holds tight together despite the turmoil and the storms. And that does not seek to justify itself but rather allows us to say, “Honey, am sorry. I was wrong. Can we make a new start and a new beginning?” And that we daily need to live in the love and grace that Jesus has given us. His love is what gives us life.

Marriage is Like a Death & Resurrection

Two years later the groom came into my office a broken and a desperate man. And he said to me, “I thought you were nuts when you said all that. I thought that in my marriage I could be my own person and do whatever pleases me. And now I’ve made a mess of things. I was so wrong. Can you help me put my marriage back together again?”

Well, Try Something New

Well, how about this, my friend. Get some professional counseling and try the cross. Try con¬fession and forgiveness. Love one another as Christ has loved you.

“I give you a new commandment,” Jesus said, “that you love one another, just as I have loved you.” In fact, he says, “I have loved you in order that you also may love one another.”

There is nothing new about the command to love. It has been around a long, long time ever since the days of Moses.

What is New is Jesus

What is “new” is Jesus.

What is “new” is his death and resurrection.

What is “new” is that we don’t ever need to justify ourselves in order to be right with God, because Jesus has already spoken God’s verdict on the cross: “Father, forgiven them.” To which, God said an Easter “Yes! Yes! Yes! Amen!”

What is “new” is that this is not an “old commandment” that judges you and accuses you if you don’t keep it. Rather it is a “new commandment” that enables you and empowers you to love as Christ loved you because it crucifies you with Christ himself.

Jesus does not just raise the bar and increase the standard, he alters the situation.

Jesus doesn’t just give us a model and a pattern. He gives us the power.

Jesus doesn’t just point us to a new direction and to a new and better GPS. But he also pours out the gas that propels us forward.  Jesus hands over his Spirit.

With Easter Comes Pentecost & an Empowered People

With Easter comes a Pentecost. An empowered people. An empowered church.

The Holy Spirit is Christ’s own fire (the fire of his love) that ignites the flames of our own earthly loves that give witness to a loving Lord.

It is a love that is passed on even to one’s enemies and to the poorest of the poor. And certainly to the members of our own household and this community of faith.

Fire in the wrong place is a disaster and a nightmare. But in the right place it gives a fantastic witness to the world.

Sex is not the most powerful force in the universe. Nor is self-justification, for that matter. The love that Jesus has for us is.

For the greatest of these is love.

Alleluia, Christ is risen! He is risen indeed, Alleluia!

© 2010 Pastor Paul Jaster

20100425 – Voice Recognition

April 25th, 2010

Fourth Sunday of Easter
April 25, 2010
Voice Recognition
John 21:19-31

This Sounds Phishy

Alleluia, Christ is Risen. He is Risen indeed, Alleluia!

This Looks Phishy!

Evelyn and I had quite the experience two months ago. Towards the beginning of Lent we received an email in the church office.

It was from what claimed to be the Toledo Community Foundation. It said that an anonymous donor wanted to give Emmanuel some money and so it asked that we send in all our financial information from the previous year.

And Evelyn and I both said, “Who in the world from Toledo would be interested in giving Emmanuel some money? We know what this is. This is one of those scams called “phishing.”

And so, we put it in the “Junk Mail” folder and dismissed it as a scam.

But about a week later someone called from the Toledo Community Foundation saying they had sent us an email and wouldn’t we please respond. Some anonymous donor wanted to give us money.

And I said, “This is strange. Why would somebody phishing call us on the phone. Maybe we should check this one out.”

100% Legitimate

And so, I called Bob Lessing, and he suggested that I call Brian Fredericks, the president of Lorain County’s  Community Foundation, whom both Bob and I know personally.

And Brian said to me, “I know some people over in Toledo. Do you want me to check it out?” And I said, “Yes, indeed, would you please.”

And about 20 minutes later Brian called back to say that this was 100% legitimate.

And so I called Steph Thompson, and she and I hustled to get the info in.


And wouldn’t you know it? On Good Friday, I received a letter from the Toledo Community Foundation saying the grant had been approved. And inside it was a check for $10,000 to be used for Phase II of our organ renovation.

And if you are the anonymous donor, we thank you. We really do. Thank you for your gift.

But what a fortunate thing that the Toledo Community Foundation was persistent and called back a second time. We almost looked a gift horse in the mouth and walked away. And what a tragedy that would have been.

Someone wanted to give us a gift. And we were not ready to received it…because…we did not believe it. We didn’t recognize the voice. The name. Or ever expect that someone would do such a thing.

The Gospel is Money in the Bank

And there you have a parable of the very the Gospel works.

It's Money in the Bank

The Gospel of Jesus Christ is a gift, the greatest gift in the world. That gift is already there. Jesus already died and rose again.

And yet, what good does that gift do if we don’t believe it and receive it? Through Jesus Christ, the Good Shepherd, God pours out the riches of his grace—the forgiveness of sins, life and salvation. “Phase II,” you might call it, of our own personal restoration.

It is money in the bank. These gifts are already there. Waiting for us. On deposit. Held in trust. Just aching to be given.

And through the Gospel witness, God is sending us email after email saying these gifts are yours. They have your name on it. God did this all for you. Please respond. And claim them as your own so that God can get these gifts into your hands.

But what good are they if we simply dismiss this all as junk mail?

Martin Luther once said that Jesus could have died for us a 1,000 times and not one of them would do us any good today if we did not believe it.

A Good Shepherd: What Kind of Claim is This?

There were some Judeans back in the days of Jesus who looked a gift horse in the mouth.

Jesus told them that he was the Good Shepherd, the way, the truth and the life. He told them that he came with God’s gifts in hand. It was money in the bank just waiting for them. It had their name on it.

Judas "the Hamemer" Maccabeus

But, they could not believe it, for they did not recognize his voice. It wasn’t what they were expecting. What good could come out of Nazareth? It was just like I was thinking about Toledo. What good could come out of Toledo?

“I am the Good Shepherd,” that’s what Jesus said. But what kind of claim is that?

That is godly, kingly, messiah language from the Hebrew scriptures—Psalm 23, Ezekiel 34. But Jesus didn’t look like a king or a messiah. Certainly not like the kind they had in Judas Maccabeus, the very man they celebrated during the festival of the Dedication, or Hanukah as we more commonly call it.

Judas was the great warrior who 190 years earlier kicked out a foreign overlord. That is the kind of Messiah they wanted. A mighty one. A militant one. A political one.

But Jesus! Jesus was starting to sound a lot more like the very schnook, the Syrian ruler whom Judas overthrew, Antiochus Epiphanes, who claimed to be a god himself and got some Jews to follow him.

What a piece of cake he was! In his pictures he is nude like a god or holding a lion skin like the god-man Hercules. His coins say, “Image of God. Bearer of victory.”

Antiochus Ephipanes Seated as a God

Wasn’t Jesus doing the same when he said that he and the Father were one? Wasn’t Jesus making a “god” of himself? And wasn’t that another scam and blasphemy?

No wonder in the very next sentence after this scene the Judeans try to stone him.

A God Who Dies for Us

But Jesus is not a human making himself “god,” the way we do. But rather, he is God in human flesh and bones already made human. Jesus is the true “Image of God” and the “Bearer of Victory.”

And quite fortunately, he does not give up on any one of us. But rather he keeps calling and calling and calling and calling until we become a flock that hears his voice and recognizes him in trusting faith and follows.

Jesus Will Not Lose One

He doesn’t want to lose one. No, not one! That’s what makes him the Good Shepherd! He wants you!

We all have our doubts about Jesus. Our questions and suspicions. He doesn’t always act the way we think he should. And all too often he keeps us in suspense and waiting.

And we just want to shake him sometimes and say to him, “If you are the Messiah, tell me plainly. Give me some clear signs. Fix whatever current mess I am in. Usually a mess of our own making.”

But the only sign we have is the sign that has been given. A death and a resurrection. A God who dies for us and rises again. Not to lord it over us but to lift us up. And to show how serious he is about the gift he gives. And what it is he gives to accomplish our salvation.

No Scam

This is no trick. No con. No scam. It is the real thing.

A gift from God—that has your name on it!—a gift that’s even better than $10,000 in the bank. And all that is needed now is for you to recognize his voice and take him at his word. To believe it and claim it as your own.

Don’t do what I did with that email from Toledo. For great gifts do indeed come in unexpected ways from unexpected places.

Alleluia, Christ is risen! He is risen indeed, Alleluia!

© 2010 Pastor Paul Jaster

20100417 – It is the Lord!

April 18th, 2010

Third Sunday of  Easter
April 17, 2010
It is the Lord!
John 21:19-31

Do You See Jesus?

Alleluia, Christ is Risen. He is Risen indeed, Alleluia!

Do You See Jesus/

Today we have a simple sermon with a simple Gospel message. And that sermon is simply this: Jesus is alive. He is very much alive…and standing by your side.

Jesus is here with you here today. Do you see him? Do you see Jesus? And do you recognize him when you see him?

What I am saying is that Jesus Christ is risen from the dead and that He lives and rules, and He appears to us in sickness and in health, at work and play, and in the middle of life’s routine, and that he puts our minds at peace with his closeness and his help. Jesus is alive. And so now EVERY day is an Easter day.

But do you see him?  Do you see Jesus? And do you recognize him when you see him?  Do you realize “It is the Lord?”

Gone fishing

"I'm Going Fishing," says Peter

This question comes to us in another one of those fishing stories from the bible. Jesus had already appeared to his disciples twice, and still, Good Friday’s grief had not yet gone away. The news of the resurrection was just too much for them. Too wonderful, too impossible to be true.

“I’m going fishing,” Peter said. “We will join you,” six more added.

So there they were (Peter, James and John, and four others) back in the familiar waters of their youth, pre-Jesus and pre-Good Friday.

Now that their lives were shattered and confused, what was left except to go back to the Sea of Galilee and try to put things back in place again? Maybe they could get their heads in order. Fishing is a good way to clear one’s head.

Without Jesus We Can Do Nothing

But like a lot of fishing parties that I know, this one wasn’t too successful. Without Jesus, they can do nothing. All night long they fished and their nets kept coming up empty.

But as dawn began to break, they saw a stranger on the shore who called out through the morning fog, “How’s fishing?  Caught anything this morning?”

And when they answered “No,” he told them to throw out their nets again and this time on the right side of the boat, and when they did, they couldn’t pull them in. The nets were full of fish. Jesus provides for them with an unlimited supply.

An Unexpected Appearance of the Lord

Hadn’t something like this happened once before when Jesus first called them as his disciples? Well, it does not matter. The point is that they saw the Lord, and it was John, who said to Peter, “It is the Lord.” John recognized his voice and his provision.

Jesus Blesses Us with His Help

And the other point is this, that Jesus gladdens with his presence and his help, he puts our minds at peace, usually when we least expect his presence and his help—which are always there even when we fail to recognize him.

The disciples were not in church when Christ appeared. They were not dressed up in fancy suits and ties, their hair in place, their shoes neatly cleaned and polished.

It did not happen the way we usually want it: for Jesus to appear only the times that we are ready for him. We prefer that Jesus email ahead for an appointment so that our house is tidy and the kids on their best behavior.

But the Risen Jesus is not limited to Sundays only. He is a constant companion in our lives, each and every day. Do you see him? Do you see Jesus? Do you recognize him when you see him?

Christ is a Constant Companion in our Everyday Lives

Jesus lives in every home—including yours—24/7. He is with us on the job, at school and in retirement.

And there are many things we thought just happened or we credited to luck or our good fortune that were, in fact, arranged with care by those same loving hands that once were pierced with nails for us.

Jesus is near at hand in times of sorrow, want, and need. He is the Savior still who “saves the day” each day for us to put our hearts at rest.

We Feast on Christ’s Provision

And so they came to shore, those seven in the Galilean ship, for breakfast with the Lord: to once again feast on his provision through no effort of their own.

Peter couldn’t wait, of course, but when he heard, “It is the Lord,” he jumped headlong from the boat.

And on the shore the Savior waited for them with fish already fried and the bread. And none of the disciples dare to ask Him, for they knew it was the Lord.

He took the bread and gave it to them, and they ate—now that should sound familiar!

This was now the third time Jesus was revealed to his disciples after he was risen from the dead. And they saw him. And they recognized him. And they knew, they just knew “It is the Lord.”

Christ Never…Never…Never Stops Feeding Us

Do you see Him? Do you see Jesus? Do you recognize Him? Do you know “It is the Lord” as He appears among life’s burdens. And picks up your load. And provides for you in unexpected ways. And as he blesses your joys and days of celebration?

Jesus is alive. And Jesus is doing good for you. And Jesus is always near at hand to put your mind at peace and to provide in time of need.

And it is a great reminder when we gather with Jesus at this table—this breakfast table—week after week and he continues to reveal his presence in our lives through bread and wine.

Jesus is not a Lord long dead in Joseph’s tomb. Jesus is a risen, living Lord who never stops…never stops…never stops…never stops feeding us with his grace and love.

Those Who Are Fed are Sent

And those who are fed are “sent.” We are “sent out” to feed others. The charge to Peter is our charge.

Three times it is said. Three times. Once for each denial. “Simon son of John, do you love me more than fishin’ even with a record haul? Be honest now. Be honest.” “Yes, Lord; you know that I love you.” “Feed my lambs.” “Tend my sheep.” “Take care of the flock.”

The presence of Jesus as the living Lord calls us all to mission.  We who see Jesus active in our lives can do no other than speak the things that we have heard and seen

Our time with Jesus is not designed for our own personal comfort and pleasure, but as the very power that propels the Gospel witness on the most gigantic fishing expedition ever undertaken.

So, let’s hear it then. Tell others! Have you seen Him?

Do you see Jesus present and active in your life? Do you recognize Him when you see him? If so, do what John did and let it be known: “It is the Lord!”

Alleluia, Christ is risen! He is risen indeed, Alleluia!

© Pastor Paul Jaster

20100411 – Thomas, our Twin

April 11th, 2010

Second Sunday of Easter
April 11, 2010
Thomas, 0ur Twin
John 20:19-31

Have You a Twin?

Have You Ever Met Your Twin?

Have you ever met a person who could be your twin? A person of the same age and height and girth. The same contours to their face, the same mannerisms, the same patterns of expression? What is that experience like?

I sometime wonder what it is like for people who are twins to look across at their “identical” and see the spitting image of themselves. Is it comforting to know that there is another person out there who looks and acts like you? Or, is it disturbing?

I can hardly stand to see myself on a mini-cam in a video. What would I ever do if a person jumped off the screen and came to life and stared at me eyeball to eyeball—my Twin!

Met Thomas, the Twin

Meet Thomas

Each year on the Second Sunday of the Easter season, we meet a man named Thomas, who was also called “the Twin.”

Whose twin? Well, the bible never says. The bible never says who bore the same face and appearance of our Lord’s disciple, Thomas. His twin is never named in the record of the past.

Which very well could be intentional. For in one very significant respect Thomas is our “Twin,” in that he was not there either the day the Risen Lord first appeared to his disciples.

From that first small band of twelve disciples, there is one who shares with us the same handicap, the same misfortune: the disadvantage of not having our fears and doubts instantly removed by a visual sighting and a tangible experience with the crucified Jesus risen and alive.

How Easy it Was for Those First Disciples

How easy it was for those who had locked themselves behind closed doors on Easter day…how easy it was for them to believe!

They could see the lips of Jesus move when his tender words of peace swept away their troubled fears and stirred within their hearts a solid joy.

The marks on his hands and in his side where plainly evident. They could clearly see this was not smoke and mirrors or computer generated graphics. They could first see…and then they could believe.

Death’s Question Mark

Not so for second-generation Christians living outside the land of Palestine around the end of the first century when the book of John was written.

They could not see or touch the risen Lord. And what was worse, by the time this gospel book went to press around the year 90 AD, the last of the twelve, the very last, John, had died.

Gone was their living link to the living Lord. Gone was any chance to look John in the eyes, while he was telling his amazing story, and search them for the truth.

All that was left were his words written in book. The ones we read today. The death of the last eye-witness had put its question mark over all his words of life.

And doesn’t death always do that? Put a question mark over all of life and make us wonder if it is so? It did for the disciples & early Christians. And it does for us today.

Thomas Blew It

Caravaggio - The Incredulity of Saint Thomas

A lot of dying has happened since the day that Jesus rose. And should we have our doubts about the truth of the resurrection and of a dead and buried Son of God coming back to life again, it may be good to know that we have many “twins” who share our company, including the man they called “the Twin.”

O yes, Thomas! Here Thomas had the tremendous opportunity to be the very first person in all of human history to come to faith solely on the basis of the Gospel word proclaimed by his ten brothers.

Here Thomas had the chance to come to faith the way everyone must come to faith since the day that Christ ascended: by hearing, not by seeing.

And he blew it! “Unless I see the mark of the nails in his hands, and put my finger in the mark of the nails and my hand in his side, I will not believe.”

And much to our surprise, the Lord obliged him. Jesus appeared to Thomas.

Just as Jesus had broken free from the prison hole of Death and just as Jesus had broken through the locked doors of the disciples’ room, so also Jesus broke through the locked doors of his disciple’s mind and heart so that Thomas could throw away his question mark and replace it with an exclamation point, “My Lord and my God!”

Blessed are Those Who Have Not Seen and Yet Believe

And what are we to say of all of this? Is Thomas more fortunate than we because he had his doubts removed by a command performance of the Risen Lord?

Is he more blessed than we because he was finally included among that privileged group of the first eye-witnesses? He is—the way we see it. We envy him.

But, he is not—the way that Jesus sees it. “Have you believed because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have come to believe.”

Up to this point throughout the entire gospel, Jesus had a private “reality show” going on with his twelve disciples.

But, now at the very end Jesus finally turns and stares into the camera and has a word which is said to us as well: “You, people watching. You Christians at Emmanuel Lutheran Church in Elyria, Ohio. I did it all for you. Blessed are you, when even though you have not seen, you still believe.”

And there we have Christ’s word on it. It is not the original eye-witnesses who are more privileged and more blessed. But rather it is you and me when we believe without the benefit of having seen.

For when Christ rose again and opened up the door to that locked room, he broke down every barrier which can separate him from his disciples of every time and place including those of us who are his disciples now—in this time and this place.

My Lord & My God!!!

Thomas by be our “Twin” both in the initial doubts he had and in the bold confession which he finally made. But that does not mean that we have to see like him before we can believe like him.

The resurrection of Jesus both written and proclaimed is more than sufficient to straighten out our question marks and turn them into exclamations—“My Lord and my God!”

We may not know everything we would like to know about the things which Jesus did which never got written down into any book. But what we have is quite enough.

For it is written, the gospel word is written, “so that you might come to believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that through believing you may have life in his name. Blessed are those who have not seen and yet believe.”

Alleluia, Christ is risen! He is risen indeed, Alleluia!

© 2010 Pastor Paul Jaster

20100404 – No Idle Tale, Remember

April 4th, 2010

The Day of Resurrection
April 4, 2010
No Idle Tale, Remember
Luke 24:1-12

Remember What He Told You?

Remember What He Told You?

It is so obvious, isn’t it, now that the angels say it.

“He is risen! He is not here. Why do you seek the living among the dead?

“Remember how he told you,… that the Son of Man must be handed over to sinners, and be crucified, and on the third day rise again.”

Yes! Yes! Yes! That rings a bell, now doesn’t it?

Three times in each of the first three Gospels.

Three times Jesus said that it was “necessary,” yes, it was so “necessary,” for him to undergo great suffering…and be killed…and on the third day to be raised again. He “must.” He “must.”

Time and time and time again, Jesus tried to prepare his disciples for what was coming down the pike.

Yet They Were Shocked!

And yet, they were not prepared when finally it happened. They were shocked. And they were devastated. And they moped around in daze wondering how in the world they would take the shattered pieces of their lives and put them back together once again.

They were shocked & horrified

The women who came to the tomb on that first Easter day did not expect to find a Risen Lord. Their only thought was of the dead and who had rolled the stone away.

And the men…well, they were no where to be found. They hid in dark corners like a wounded animals licking their wounds. They did not dare to go outside at all.

And isn’t that just like us? A tragedy hits. A disaster strikes. And we forget everything that Jesus ever told us. We weep. We cry. We despair. And we forget every promise Jesus ever made.

Until the gospel word hits us right between the eyes. And we “remember” what Jesus said, that it was necessary for the Messiah to die and to be raised from the dead, so that repentance and the forgiveness of sins could be proclaimed in his name to all the nations of the world.

It was the love of God behind this “must.” This sacred “must.” Must die. Must rise.

The death of Jesus Christ was no accident. It was not a sad accidental mishap or a very bad mistake. It was God’s plan and purpose all along to save and to redeem an entire world.

They Dismissed It as an Idle Tale

They dismissed it as an idle tale

Don’t you remember?

The women did. As soon as the two angels pointed them back to the words of Jesus, the light bulb went on.

And immediately they left the tomb. And they became the first witnesses to the resurrection. They rushed, they hurried to tell “the eleven” and the rest.

But…their words “seemed to them an ‘idle tale,’ and they [the male disciples] did not believe them.”

And isn’t that a bite? Here the women are at least brave enough to go to the tomb. And amazingly they encounter two angels in a dazzling white.

And they are shaken to the bone…until their memories are jarred. And they remember the words of Jesus. And the bells of Easter joy start ringing in their ears.

And then they go and do what one “must do” when we catch on the Risen Lord and catch a glimmer of his glory—THEY GO AND TELL OTHERS.

And yet, the men— the men dismiss it all as a bunch of “idle talk,” and they did not believe them.

Who Says There’s No Humor in the Bible?

Who says there is no humor in the bible? I think Saint Luke is taking a jab at our all too common gender stereotypes. And he is right. He’s got me nailed.

I don’t believe everything all the women in my house tell me, either. Do you?

A few of them have been known to stretch the truth every now and then. They twist the facts to their advantage.

And it works the other way around, too. They don’t believe everything I say, either.

We all do our share of “selective listening.” It is not just men who are so hard of hearing.

Easter Faith Does Not Come Easily

But Saint Luke has a very serious point for us, too. The resurrection of Jesus is no idle tale. It is the rock-solid Gospel truth!

The Easter did not come easily or quickly to the first disciples. This is not a made-up story: a myth designed by early Christians.

The earliest disciples were hard-headed realists who demanded something far more substantial than just an emotional outburst or the rumor of an angelic vision.

Ultimately, it would take a personal encounter with the Risen Lord. Jesus walking through the locked door of their hearts and minds.

Eating food and breaking bread before their very eyes. And opening up their minds to all the Scriptures. How it was necessary. Yes, it was so necessary for the Son of man to be handed over the sinners and crucified and on the third day rise.

He must. He must.

We cannot "prove" the resurrection, but...

We cannot “prove” the resurrection of Jesus. It is not a piece of scientific data. We cannot explain how God can take a limp, dead body and make it come alive again.

It is a matter of faith, not of science. In fact, just ask your kids. Our secular colleges and universities raise more doubts and questions about all religions than they give answers.

Tough Questions to Explain Without the Resurrection

But, just because this is a matter of faith, does not mean that we have to park our brains at the door. And anyone who does deny or doubt the resurrection has some pretty tough historical questions to explain:

  • Like how come women are the “first witnesses” at a time and in a culture that did not trust the testimony of women? What advantage is there in inventing a story like that?
  • Or, why are the men displayed in such an embarrassing light? Our Lord’s closest friends are the very ones who desert him and betray him. What spin master makes up stuff like that when it doesn’t help their candidate?
  • And why was there no early Christian worship around the tomb of Jesus, when the Jews to this very day still worship at the tombs of their prophets and their departed leaders?
  • And why different resurrection accounts clearly written at different times in different places, and yet all with the same essential core, if this all come from one fictitious source?
  • And why dream up a resurrection at all in the first place when there is no analogy to this in all of ancient literature. A dead corpse returning to an abiding life in living, physical flesh and blood that people saw and touched. There is no precedent for this in any literature of any people before that first Easter day. People didn’t want to return to this life—they wanted to move on to the next.
  • And why did some Jews (from a religion, mind you, that fought quite  hard and shed a lot of blood to champion their “one God”), why did they so quickly and consistently identify Jesus as equal in divinity to their one God, too? That is a tough one, a very tough one, to explain without a resurrection
  • And how did those terrified and cowardly disciples become such bold confessors of the faith—to the point of martyrdom? Who dies for a rumor?

None of this Makes Sense, Unless it Really Happened

Makes no sense without the resurrection

None of this makes any sense. None of it. Unless it did indeed happen, really happen, just as the good news of the Gospel says.

The resurrection of Jesus Christ is no “idle tale.” It is the “rock solid” Gospel truth, consistent with all of God’s gracious acts throughout all of history.

And it does indeed make sense, it does, when we remember. When we remember all that Jesus told us about how this had to be.

For isn’t this precisely the way that our good old faithful God has always worked? Changing death into life. And turning sorrow into joy. Much to our amazement and surprise!

Alleluia, Christ is risen! He is risen, indeed. Alleluia!

© 2010 Pastor Paul Jaster

20100401 – What’s It All About?

April 1st, 2010

Maundy Thursday
April 1, 2010
What’s it all About?
Luke 22:14-20

Why is This Night Different?

“In the night in which he was betrayed, our Lord Jesus took bread, and gave thanks; broke it, and gave it to his disciples saying: ‘Take and eat; this is my body, given for you. Do this for the remembrance of me.’

“Again, after supper, he took the cup, gave thanks, and gave it for all to drink saying: ‘This cup is the new covenant in my blood, shed for you and for all people for the forgiveness of sin. Do this for the remembrance of me.’”

Body and blood, bread and wine, given and shed. What happened on that first Thursday night when Jesus at the Passover with his disciples? Why is this night different from all other nights?

A New and Greater Passover

A New and Greater Passover

On the night of the Jewish Passover it is the job of the youngest child in the family to ask this all important question at the dinner table, “Daddy, daddy, daddy, why is this night different from all other nights? Why is it called the ‘Passover’? Why do we eat unleavened bread and bitter herbs?”

And each year the head of the household would use this question as the opportunity to retell the old story which the entire family had already heard time and time again: “It is called the ‘Passover” because the Angel of Death ‘passed over’ the houses of our ancestors in the land of Egypt. And we eat unleavened bread because our ancestors ate that kind of bread as slaves in Egypt. And the bitter herbs because they lived very bitter lives there.

“But God led us out of Egypt to the Promised Land. God brought us out of bondage to freedom and from sorrow to gladness. That’s why. That’s why this night is different from all other nights.”

And can’t we say the same as well? This night is different because the supper of our Lord marks the beginning of a repeat, a new and greater Passover—the Passover of our sins. “Behold the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world.”

God has brought us out from a land of slavery (the slavery to our sin) through Christ’s death upon the cross. And now today, the Angel of Death “passes over” us and our bondage is turned to freedom, and our sorrow is turned to sadness, and our mourning turned to joy.

That’s what it is all about! A new and greater “Passover.”

Christ’s Presence in a Time of Absence

Did I say all? Well, not quite all. For this bread and wine we eat is more than just a plate of leftovers scraped up from a Jewish meal. They signify Christ’s present now. Christ’s presence now in a time of absence.

Christ Really Present Now in a Time of Absence

In one sense Christ’s presence was removed from his disciples when Jesus completed his liberating mission and ascended into heaven.

But in another sense Jesus is with us now, today—physically, visibly—in the very bread and wine we eat. This IS his body. This IS his blood. This IS Jesus on our table here.

The bread and wine we eat this night is Christ’s assurance that he is present with us now—not in memory, but in fact. Everything that Jesus once did for us AND everything that Jesus will do for us is brought forward to this table and presented to us NOW by Christ himself.

That’s what it is all about! Christ’s presence NOW.

We Become His Body in the World Today

Did I say all? Well, not quite all. Holy Communion is more than just a presentation of what Christ does “for” us. It is also includes what Christ does “to” us. We who eat the body and blood of Christ “become” his body in the world today.

Here we come together as a bunch of different individuals with a large diversity of gifts. And Jesus takes us into his hands and shapes us into “one” body—his own. However we might be different otherwise, here at the Lord’s table we are one in Christ and with each other. Unity in diversity.

As we “take” the body and blood, Christ “takes” us. And Christ pulls us together as his people and claims us for his service and sends us out to be a people who give witness to the Jesus through a life of prayer and praise and thanks.

We have a word for that. We call it “mission.” It is the very word from which our Roman Catholic brothers and sisters get their word “Mass.” The Lord’s Supper is food for Christ’s mission. “Go in peace. Serve the Lord.”

That’s what it is all about! It’s about mission. Our common mission.

A Foretaste of the Feast to Come

Did I say all? Well, not quite all. For much more is happening in this meal than what happened way back when or in our midst right now. It is a foretaste of what is still to come. An “appetizer” if you will. Or, the “starter” at a meal.

A Glimpse of Heaven

In Holy Communion we get a glimpse of heaven. We do. We really do. We begin to see the kingdom feast which is the theme of so many of the parables of Jesus: “The kingdom of heaven is like a king who gave a marriage feast for his son.” “Truly I say to you, I will not drink of the fruit of the vine until that day when I drink it new in the kingdom of God.”

This is the feast of victory for our God. How then can we approach this table without having the gates of heaven open and hearing the heavenly choir’s chants of praise: “Worthy is Christ, the Lamb who was slain, whose blood set us free to be people of God. Power and riches and wisdom and strength and honor and blessing and glory are his.”

That is what it is all about! The kingdom feast to come.

A Lifetime Growing in God’s Grace

Did I say all? Well, not quite all. In fact a lifetime isn’t long enough for any one of us to grasp all the riches and the blessing that God has packed into this simple meal of bread and wine.

No single mind or heart can possibly exhaust the cause for celebration that our Lord has given us. And much of it still remains a mystery even to those who are well-read and learned in the faith.

But this I can assure you. No matter what level your understanding. No matter what degree your comprehension. No matter whether you a fifth grader who is communing for this first time tonight like Sean or an old pro who has been around here for years like his grandmother Dotty.

No matter how great or small your faith. Eat and drink the body and blood of Christ. And you will “grow.” You will grow in “grace.”

For that is what it is all about. Growing in God’s goodness and God’s grace.

© 2010 Pastor Paul Jaster

20100321 – Lavish Love

March 21st, 2010

Fifth Sunday in Lent
March 21, 2010
Lavish Love
John 12:1-8

Two Economies: God

Two Economies

There are two economies. There is the economy of God and there is the economy of us humans.

The economy of God is lavish and loving. The economy of us humans is stingy and self-serving. God gives us everything we have. Everything. 100%. And yet, even in the church, the average person gives back less than 2% to God.

We Give God the Leftovers

I was talking to some kids about Palm Sunday and how Jesus entered Jerusalem to eat the Passover meal with his disciples. He went there because the temple was there and that was the only place where the lambs for Passover could be sacrificed and slaughtered. And one of the kids said to me in shock and horror, “They sacrificed animals?”

Oh yes, they did. Most ancient people did. Meat was so rare and precious that slaughtering any animal for food was a great “sacrifice” and usually saved only for festive meals. And so they all sacrificed animals: the Greeks, the Romans & the Jews.

The ha-ha joke among the Greeks and Romans, however, was that their gods were given the parts that no one wanted anyhow—a chuck of fat and a few big bones. All the good meat they kept for themselves. Which is why the Greeks and Romans had such a hard time understanding the Jews.

For certain sacrifices, the Jews would burn the entire animal. A “holocaust” they called it. “What a waste of good meat!” the Greeks and Romans thought.

And isn’t that so typical? We give God the leftovers. We give God the parts we don’t want anyhow. The loose change in our pockets. The clothes we have outgrown. The rummage sale stuff that we give away to clear the clutter. The good stuff we keep for ourselves.

Love is a Spendthrift, not a Miser

Mary did not keep the good stuff for herself. When Jesus came to dinner, Mary took 12 ounces of expensive perfume made of pure nard and she anointed Jesus’ feet and wiped them with her own hair.

Since the streets where people walked were little more than open sewers, and since reclining guests would often have their noses next to the feet of those near them, it was customary, of course, to have a slave wash the feet of a guest before a meal.

But, for the hostess herself to do it was unheard of. And for an Israelite woman to unbind her hair in public, especially at a formal meal was unheard of. And for expensive perfume to be used on the feet rather than the head was unheard of. Three hundred denarii—that’s one year’s worth of wages to a person like you and me. How much do you earn in a year? That’s what Mary poured out in this one gesture. Why? Because she loved him.

And love is not a tightwad. Love is not a cheapskate. Love is not a miser. Love is a spendthrift. Love spends itself away. Love does not count the cost. Love does not hold back. It gives itself away. Freely! Lavishly! Carelessly, and yet, so care-full-ly.

God Is Love

And where did Mary learn a love like that! Where else but in the Savior’s love for her. At his feet, listening to what he was saying, that’s where she learned it—the one thing needful.

God is love. That’s what she learned from Jesus. God is love. And when you are in love, you do not stop to count the cost. You give the best of everything you have.

“In this is love, not that we loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the atoning sacrifice for our sins.” “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son.” “No one has greater love than this, than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.”

God did not give to us the scraps, the bits of fat and bone that had been picked over, the junk that no one really wanted, the leftovers and the trash. God gave to us his best. His very best. The meat. The heart. The entire substance of his portfolio.

God gave to us his Son. Totally. Wholely. And completely. A “holocaust.” A total sacrifice.

And so, it is no waste when we give our best to Jesus. It is not waste. It is worship. It is adoration. It is a precious gift. An offering. It is a sacrifice eagerly made for the sake of the beloved. It is love.

The Bible’s Good News about Living a Generous Life

Good News for Generous Giving

This past week Fred Rice, Jeff Lyons and I went to join others for gathering with our bishop in order to hear a man who has written a book on Giving to God: The Bible’s Good New about Living a Generous Life.

His name is Mark Allan Powell, popular prof at Trinity Seminary in Columbus. He is a great guy and a great speaker. And Mark had three foundational points for us.

Point One: Giving to God is an “act of worship.” We give out of glad and generous hearts and an expression of love and devotion to the very God who has been so good and generous to us.

Point Two: Giving to God is an “expression of our faith.” Through it we confess that everything we have belongs to God and that God is the one who will sustain us and provide.

Point three: Giving to God is a “discipline for growth,” spiritual and personal growth. God loves a cheerful giver. Attitude counts. No one can serve two masters. One cannot serve God and mammon, money. Where our heart is, there our treasure will be also. And we want to treasure Jesus.

“I don’t care; Get the best”

I once got a frantic call from my wife, Laurie. A very frantic call from Laurie.

She was out-of-town in Indianapolis. And she wanted me to get online to buy two tickets for a rock concert that went on sale that very morning. She did not have a laptop with her so she called me. Thank God, for husbands. They are handy sometimes.

“How much do you want to spend?” I asked her. “I don’t care,” she said, “they are for our daughter. Get the best seats you can at any price.”

If the cross of Jesus tells us anything at all, it is that God is love. And love is a spendthrift. It does not hold anything back, but gives itself away. Totally and completely. Freely and lavishly.

Lavish love. That’s what the economy of God is all about.

© 2010 Pastor Paul Jaster

20100314 – Where is Jesus in this Picture?

March 14th, 2010

Fourth Sunday in Lent
March 14, 2010
Where is Jesus in this Picture?
Luke 15:1-3, 11-32

A Man Had Two Sons

Today we hear again the most powerful and potent parable that Jesus ever told. But let me ask you this. Where is Jesus in this picture? I see you and I see me. I see God. But where is Jesus? Where is Jesus in this parable?

Dad, I wish you were dead!

The story is a familiar one: “There was a man who had two sons.” And we are either one or the other, you and me, the younger son or the older son. Although I suppose, at times, we could be both.

The younger son came to his father and said, “Dad, I am grown up now. I want to do things on my own. Give me my inheritance. Do it now already.” In effect, the son is saying, “Dad, I wish you were dead.”

And much to our surprise, this father does. This father divides up his property, gives it to his two sons, and lets the younger son go on his way. This dad, of course, is God. If it were me, I would punch this kid’s running lights out.

But, no, God does the opposite. As much as it hurts God, God will not force us to remain in his household if we do not want to be there. God loves us all that much. That God will let us go and leave if we insist.

And yet, that does not mean that God stops waiting, hoping, watching, longing for our return. God loves us so much that God will not give up.

A Welcome Homecoming

And you know what happens next. The kid blows his bundle, ends up feeding pigs and becomes so hungry that he is ready to eat pig food. He hits bottom and then it hits him. Even the slaves at his father’s house have more to eat than he does.

And so, he will go back, repent and say, “Father, I have sinned; I am not worthy to be your son. But would you at least treat me as a hired hand?” And he goes, rehearsing his speech along the way.

But while he was still a distance off the waiting father saw him, ran to him, and kissed him before a single word came out of his mouth. And immediately this “waiting father” told his servants to bring the finest robe and to place the family ring upon his hand and the shoes of freedom on his feet and to kill the fatted calf and throw a wild party.

Forgiven Now Already

God knows the "pig pen" we have made of our lives

And notice please that this wayward son is not forgiven as the result of anything he did. He did not earn forgiveness by coming home or by making the correct apology. His father does not even given him a chance to use the speech he practiced on the pigs. The son just walks in and discovers that he had his dad’s forgiveness all along.

God knows the “pig pen” we have made of our lives. And yet, already now it is all forgiven whether you wish to be aware of it or not. All of the junk and clutter that we have allowed to pile up in our lives have been loaded up and carted off to the cross of Jesus Christ and dumped into the grave.

The saving death of Jesus Christ means that we are forgiven now, already, even before we think of confessing and repenting. The only question is whether or not we will wake up and smell the coffee and go back home where we belong and realize that our “waiting father” God celebrates the return of every sinner with a blowout party. God loves us all that much. It is amazing—this faithful, gracious, awesome love of God.

Awesome, but Offensive

It is so awesome, in fact, that it is offensive and appalling. Which brings us to the second son. And there is a bit of that son in us, too, the older one, that is begrudging of God’s grace.

“All these years I have slaved for you, and yet, you never gave me even a little goat for an outdoor barbeque. But when this son of yours came home, you killed the fatted calf for him.”

And isn’t this choice of words so revealing?

All this time at his father’s house had not been a joy at all, but a drudgery and duty—as it is for anyone who thinks that we earn God’s love “by being good.”

And already he has separated himself from his dad and brother. His heart has already fled into some “far country” even though he still parked his body at home. He is just as lost as his younger brother whom he so bitterly condemns.

Stop Complaining and Pour Yourself a Drink

God's live is big enough for every child

God's love is big enough for every child

But the father’s love is big enough for this son, too. “Look here, kid. He’s my son and you’re my son. Neither one of you ever had to “earn” this stuff. You both already have everything I’ve got. My whole life. My whole being. So what in the world are you complaining for? Come on, wipe that sour look off your face, come inside, and fix yourself a drink.”

Nothing is more deadly to our lives than “righteous indignation.” It is worse than waywardness. And so, we need to be saved from that one, too.

So, where is Jesus in this picture? I see you and I see me. We’re one of the two sons, either the “wayward” one or the “self-righteous” one. In fact, sometimes we are the two together. And God is the father in this parable. This waiting and forgiving father. But where is Jesus in this picture?

Jesus is the Fatted Calf

Jesus is the fatted calf

Jesus is the fatted calf

And isn’t it so clear? He is the “fatted calf.” Jesus is the “fatted calf.” And what do “fatted calves” do? The stand around with one purpose in life: to drop dead on a moment’s notice in order that other people might be fed and can have a party.

And if that doesn’t sound like the “Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world” then I don’t know what does.

Jesus is the one who offers up his life at the father’s request and dies so that someone else may have a party. Grace we call it. Grace. G-R-A-C-E. God’s Riches at Christ’s Expense.

And isn’t that exactly what Jesus said on this night of his last supper: “Take eat, this is my body given for you. Take drink, this cup is the new covenant of my blood poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.

Like the Lamb at Passover

Like the paschal lamb, the death of Jesus (his sacrifice upon the cross), becomes food for a journey, a journey that takes us from a bondage to every form of slavery and sets us free as God’s children in God’s land of promise.

Or, like the young bull offered at the temple for the sake of the sins of the high priest (in other words “the highest form sacrifice”), the sacrifice of Jesus draws us near to God and brings us to God’s table. Not as a slave or servant, but as a son, a child of God. J

esus is the one who allows it all to happen—this feasting and this celebration.

Not only is Jesus the one who tells the story, who lets us know that we have a forgiving Father, but he is also the one who allows it all to happen. Without him there would be no party, no joy or celebration.

This parable is so powerful and so potent because Jesus is there. Jesus is there in this picture with us. And this is no made up story. It really happened. It really did. Jesus did do this for you and for me.

© 2010 Pastor Paul Jaster

20100307 – Does God ZAP Sinners?

March 7th, 2010

Third Sunday in Lent
March 7, 2010
Does God ZAP Sinners?
Luke 13:1-9

Horrible Headlines

Jesus Rewrites the News

Leave it to Jesus to rewrite the headlines for us. It is a gripping picture of a forgiving and faithful God that Jesus paints for us today, although it does begin with a gruesome tale.

Some of those coming to Jesus told him of one of the horrible headlines in the news. The kind that we see on TV every day. The Roman governor, Pontius Pilate, had recently killed some people on pilgrimage from Galilee while they were offering their sacrifices in Jerusalem, thus mingling their blood with their sacrifices. My word, what a gruesome sight!

And here is Jesus’ answer: “Do you think that just because these Galileans suffered such a horrible death, they were some kind of super-sinners? No way!” Jesus says. “But unless you repent, you will all likewise perish.” And then, Jesus adds a horrible headline of his own. Some kind of industrial accident. The Tower of Siloam fell, killing18.

Why Do Terrible Things Happen?

Why? Jesus why? Why do great tragedies like this happen? Why do terrible traffic accidents take place? Why do people get horrible diseases and killing cancers? Why do some people always seem to have a huge black cloud hanging over their head?

And here we have an answer from our Lord himself. “Tragedies do NOT happen because God is out to get someone. God is not out on some big vendetta zapping sinners. God just doesn’t operate that way. Those people who die in tragic accidents or in cruel acts of terror are no greater sinners than all the rest. Tragedies simply happen…by accident…at random,” Jesus says.

“So come on, you guys, stop acting like death is something God sends only to the bad guys and come to realize that one day you must die too. You must die,” Jesus says, “And I, Jesus, must die. The only question is will you die in hopelessness and despair. Or, will you come to realize that death is not the awful tragedy that human fear has made of it.

“Because I have come to die with you and to die for you. And I am the spitting image of a faithful God who will not fail those who put their trust in him. In fact, death, my friend, MY death is the very way that God has chosen to save you.”

The Picture of the Fig Tree

“And just in case you have trouble understanding that, then let me draw still yet another picture for you,” Jesus says. “This guy had a fig tree planted in his vineyard, see. And he kept coming to it looking for figs finding none. And so he said to his gardener, “Three years I have been trying to get some figs from this tree and it hasn’t produced even one. Cut it down. Why should it use up the ground?”

But, the gardener said to him, “Let it be Lord. Give it another chance. Let me dig around it and put on manure. And if it bears fruit next year, so much the better; if not, then you can cut it down.”

At First, The Same Old Story

New Ending to an Old Story

At first this sounds like the same old story. God giving people what they deserve. God giving people the ax when they do not bear the fruit that they were meant to bear. And isn’t that the way it always works? Three strikes and you’re out! If the computer doesn’t work or if your Toyota doesn’t break, then get rid of it.

If you cannot do the job, you’re fired. If you cannot pass this test, then maybe you had better start thinking of a new career. If someone hasn’t shown up in church for three years, they are “dead wood,” aren’t they? And shouldn’t we get the pruning shears out and trim them from the rolls?

You want a horror story? This is the real horror story. We are all dead. All of us, right now. We do not bear the fruit that God expects. And if God were to give us what we deserve, God would give us the ax. That is the law—God’s word of judgment.

But, Jesus Gives a New Ending

But Jesus gives a new ending to this old story. Instead of the woodpile for us, Jesus inserts a dramatic intervention. A load of fertilizer and tender loving care. “Forgive it, Lord. Forgive it. I will dig about it. I will fertilize and nurture it. I will bring it back to life again with my own work and effort.”

It happens all by grace. That is the message of good news that Jesus has for us.

On the cross Jesus held out his hand and stopped the ax. He died the death that was meant for us. And he said to God, “Forgive them, Lord. Forgive them. I will dig around them and fertilize them with the death of my own body.”

And by a strange, odd act of grace, God made his awful, stinking death turn into a helpful, spirited substance which makes us come alive and bear that one fruit which is the sweetest to God’s taste—the fruit of faith.

By a miracle of grace, death has become the way to life. The death of Jesus dug down deep into the very roots of our being and fills us with that energizing juice—a holy Miracle-gro—that makes us come alive and be productive.

Life Through Death & The Fruit of Faith

Death is a Way to Life

And if that sounds to you like a bunch of sheep dip, well then, let me simply remind you that the smelly stuff that my father put around his tomatoes (the manure) made those little tomato plants grow. That stuff that smelled so bad (like death itself) was the very stuff that gave something else a fruitful life. “You can not beat it,” my father said, “so pug your nose and stop complaining.”

It’s like when a patient coach gives us another chance at bat even though we have struck out three times already—this time with his strong, skilled arms around us guiding and directing us.

Or, it is like when a generous employer keeps on and still gives us our Christmas bonus even though we have made a big mistake that has cost the company big bucks.

Or, it’s like when an understanding teacher rips up a disappointing test and says, “Let’s forget about this one, I myself will tutor you and we try again and again and again until we get it right.”

Something dies—the rules of the game, any sense of cost accounting, academic excellence. Something dies. But something also blooms and grows—the love, the faith, the hope, the trust of the one who has been forgiven.

When Jesus dug himself a hole and got himself nailed upon a cross, something died—God judgment died. And…something else was born—a new life for the believer.

As long as our roots are fed by the death of Jesus, we bear the fruit which is the sweetest to God’s taste. We do. We really do. We bear the fruit of faith. Which, to God, is the very best fruit of them all.

© 2010 Pastor Paul Jaster