Archive for August, 2014

It Breaks Your Heart 7-31-14

This sermon is based on Matthew 16:21-28. Peter, who has just made the great confession of Jesus’ true identity now rebukes Jesus for revealing his ultimate destiny. Jesus in turn rebukes Peter with the famous “Get behind me Satan” phrase. In the sermon I explore Peter’s motivation and how our limited human understanding often times blinds us from the truth.

You can listen to the sermon here:
https://soundcloud.com/revdalen/it-breaks-your-heart-7-31-14

You can also follow along with the text of the sermon here:

Grace and peace to you from God our Father and our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Amen

Think back over your life for a moment…and think about the times when your heart was broken. (pause) Perhaps some of those instances are hard to identify now…with the passage of time, our insights and perspectives broaden…and perhaps we have come to see those old hurts as life lessons and experiences that have helped to shape us into the person that we are today. (pause)

But in the moment…the experience of a broken heart just plain hurts…its as if the world as we know it is crumbling down and we are powerless to do anything about it. (pause). Thinking back, my first instance of a broken heart happened in about 6th or 7th grade. I was sitting in church, of all places…when the current pastor announced that he had taken a different call and that he and his family would be moving…I looked to my right…to my best friend sitting next to me…who happened to be the pastor’s son…and I realized in that instant that he’d be moving too…now I was a pretty soft hearted kid…and when we got home from church a few minutes after that gut wrenching announcement, my dad could tell I was pretty upset…and he just hugged me while I cried it out…because my best friend was leaving…and nothing would ever be the same again. (pause)

Fast forward a few years…and we experience the first time I was heartbroken over a girl. I was a jr in high school…I’d been dating a girl for most of the school year, and most of the way through the summer…and then one evening she dropped a bomb on me. “I think we’d be better friends if we weren’t dating.” (gesture a breaking heart)…this time it was my mom that got the brunt of my emotional upheaval…and nothing would ever be the same again. (pause)

Fast forward a couple more years…and for the first time…it was God who was letting me down…it was God who rocked my world to the core…it was God…that broke my heart. (pause) I had just come off my second summer working at camp. I was heading back to my 2nd and final year of community college…I would be graduating with my associate’s degree the following spring…and at that point I wanted nothing more than to come back for one more summer at camp…this time as a counselor…and then to apply to stay on at camp in a year round ministry position…and who could fault me…this plan seemed perfect…and certainly God would uphold His end of the bargain right? (pause) But God’s reality, was not my reality. I was not invited to come back to camp the following summer due to a poor working relationship with the site director…and as I approached a springtime graduation, I had no idea what I was going to do with myself…with my future…and most shockingly…with my faith…and nothing would ever be the same again. (pause)

Looking back now, those shocking moments don’t seem so bad. Yes my best friend moved…but I’ve made countless other friends in the years since…Yes, my first girlfriend broke up with me…but eventually I met this pretty amazing brunette who became my wife…yes, God shut the door on my plans for doing ministry at 20…because he had prep work to do in my life to get me ready for ministry in my mid-30’s. I can see that now…but in the midst of each moment, I was shocked…I was hurt…and I couldn’t see past the pain caused by my broken expectations.

Our gospel lesson opens in the same sort of situation today. Peter has just made a wondrous confession. If you were here last week, our gospel lesson featured Peter’s testimony that Jesus is the Messiah…the Son of the living God…and now…an instant later…right after Jesus builds Peter up as Spirit inspired and the rock on which he will build his church…Jesus informs the disciples that his mission on earth is going to take him to Jerusalem where he will be tortured…and killed…and Peter…the rock…the stable foundation…FREAKS…OUT…and in the midst of his disbelief…he dares rebuke Jesus…he opens his mouth and tells God himself in human form what he thinks should happen.

Now, often times in scripture, Peter is portrayed as impulsive…quick to speak without thinking…often times the one who babbles on aimlessly because no one knows what to say in a given situation. And at first glance, perhaps that seems to be the case once again…but if we stop and pay attention…maybe we hear the sound of a heart breaking…

Peter has a vision of what the Messiah is going to do…what the role of the Christ will be…and as we heard last week…Peter knows that’s Jesus. But what he doesn’t know is that his expectations of the Messiah were WAY off. Like many of the Jews of that era…Peter expected the Messiah to be a political figure…a great deliverer along the lines of Moses who led the people out of captivity in Egypt back in ancient times. The messiah would free the people of Israel from the control of the Romans and re-establish David’s throne.

But you know what would throw a pretty major damper on this whole idea? If the messiah…died…But that’s exactly what Jesus tells them is going to happen…You Lord are the messiah…the holy one of God…and you will free us from this human captivity…Umm…no..actually I’m gonna be dead pretty soon Peter. (make heart breaking sound)

No wonder Peter goes off on Jesus…his entire existence has just been destroyed..everything he hoped for…everything he has dreamed…everything he has expected for the past three years of following Jesus is crashing down around him…and for Peter…nothing will ever be the same again…

No wonder he rebukes Jesus…no wonder he lashes out. He is the impulsive one after all…he’s the one that speaks up when no one else will…and perhaps in this moment, he’s simply the one who says what all twelve disciples are thinking. You are the messiah…YOU CAN’T DIE? HOW CAN THIS BE? HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO US? (pause)

Has your existence ever been shattered like that? Your expectations or your hopes and dreams…seemingly thrown aside…and it seems, in that moment, that God just doesn’t care…ever been there?

I know some of you have…and I suspect that at one time or another…all of you have been there…because we live in a flawed reality…a reality that has been twisted and warped by the powers of sin and death…We live in a reality where people hurt, children die, marriages end, and people fail…and in those instances, I think we all experience heart break…and we wonder where is God in those moments. (pause)

I was thinking about all this through the week…and it occurred to me that as a community we’ve experienced quite a bit of death lately. 2 in the past few weeks with another one likely any day now…and 2 more shocking deaths out of nowhere a few months back…and as I thought about all that…all those families and friends experiencing broken hearts at the death of a loved one…that it all started right after Epiphany last January…right after the day when the church celebrates the Christ being revealed to the world…people start dying…and that seems like a pretty cruel twist of fate…and perhaps we ask the question…where are you on that one God?

Because in these instances…these moments when our world crumbles and our heart is breaking…we, like Peter…miss the most important words uttered by Jesus in this passage. I will go to Jerusalem where I will undergo suffering…and be killed…and on the third day I WILL BE RAISED!

Peter missed it…he missed the good part…the hopeful part…that we have a God who is willing…and able…to enter into all this pain and hurt and disease and death…and DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT…We have a God who can and DOES create new life out of death.

Make no mistake…death is a very real presence within our human existence…just as sickness and pain and suffering and anguish are all very real…and while in the midst of this pain we may cry out to God to stop it, or prevent it, or go back and erase it…that’s not what God does…instead, we have a God who mourns this reality right along with us…and though we may not understand why because of our own limited existence…God stands along side us in this pain…but He also creates new life out of it.

That is why Jesus took the cross…openly…willingly…to embrace the reality of death so that God could do something about it…something far beyond our reckoning…that’s why Jesus made no secret of his final destination…of his true mission on earth…and that is why we as believers find joy in the cross…

That is why we look with hope upon an image that was intended to strike fear in others…fear of its shame…and fear of the brutality of the death that came with it…we look on the cross with hope because as believers in Christ…we acknowledge something for what it is. The cross is a brutal place of death…the death of one who took our sin upon himself…and likewise we acknowledge our own sinful reality…a reality in which the wages for our sin is death…but we cling to the hope that through Christ’s death on that brutal cross we are no longer subject to it…we call this the theology of the cross…where we call it what it is…a horrible death that God used to create new life.

And so perhaps today you find yourself in the midst of a situation where your heart is breaking…and perhaps you want to strike out at someone, even God, because it seems like all those hopes and expectations for life have been destroyed by your present circumstances…and if that is your reality today, take courage in the fact that you are not alone…and that you have a God who has experience every aspect of this life…including the heartbreak of being utterly separated from his Father…and take hope in the fact that through that very separation, God has ensured that you will never be separated from him again. Amen.

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Who Do You Say I Am 8-24-14

This sermon comes from Matthew 16:13-21. Jesus poses the question of “Who Do You Say That I Am?” to the disciples. Peter’s brief but truthful response reveals the God-given aspect of a faithful response to the this question.

You can listen to the sermon here:
https://soundcloud.com/revdalen/who-do-you-say-i-am-8-24-14

You can also follow along with the text of the sermon here.

Grace and peace to you from God our Father and our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Amen

The advantages of social media never cease to amaze me. Admittedly, I am one of those people that very rarely turns on the news, and I can count the number of times that I’ve opened a newspaper in the past year on one hand. (pause) But on the flip side, I carry one of these (hold up smart phone)…and because of my inherent need to be connected, I am bombarded throughout the day with various images and status updates…and if there is any big news of the day, I typically hear about it on Facebook or Twitter…though admittedly, I will catch breaking news on cnn.com, though even that’s a rarity.

I admit it…I am, very likely, addicted to social media…I’m not ashamed…and I’ve come to notice over the years since it has come on the scene that there are definite trends that show up in the feed depending on which “next big thing” is currently in fashion. As of late, my Facebook feed has been littered with back to school pictures from proud parents, countless short videos of individuals getting doused with ice water in support of ALS (and yes I did one of those this week as well)…and finally, various articles or postings in memory of Robin Williams.

I happened to click on one of those postings last Friday…and it took me to a portion of an interview that Williams did a few years back on a cable show called Inside the Actors Studio…as a former community theater actor…I always held that particular show in high esteem…and even though I have no business to think so, I often dreamed of the day when I would grace the stage and have several hundred acting students hang on my every word…hoping to learn something valuable and insightful that they could utilize in their future careers.

But as I sat there and thought about it, I asked myself the question “how much of a narcissist are you?” Seriously…who am I to think that anyone is going to have that high of an opinion about me…but then I thought about it some more and realized that we live in a society where we are always looking for the latest gossip. (pause) Did you hear about this person? Did you see what she did? (pause) And vice versa…it wouldn’t surprise me to hear someone famous ask their publicist “What are they saying about me?” (pause)

Thinking along those lines, perhaps it’s a little shocking…that in today’s gospel lesson, Jesus seems to be the narcissist. Certainly that can’t be true can it? (pause) Well, regardless of the motivation for Jesus to pose the question to his disciples, that is exactly what he does. “Who do people say that I am?”

Imagine that for a moment…you’re one of the disciples…you’ve been following Jesus around for several years by this point…walking all over the place…watching him perform all kinds of miracles…witnessing countless interactions with individuals, both positive and negative…and now after all this time he asks “Hey…what’s the word on the street? Do people have me figured out yet?” (pause)
Uhhh…well…some people think you are your cousin John…and uhhh…I heard someone say you were Elijah…and another guy said Jeremiah…and a lot of people just called you a prophet…I guess that’s the general consensus Jesus.”

But as per usual for Jesus, he plays the question game…and instead of responding to this latest Gospel Gossip report from the disciples…he narrows the question. But who do you say that I am? (pause)

Now its always important to stop and think about the words that Jesus chooses when he interacts with people. Because it always seems like he poses things in just the right way to really open up the mind of the individual…and so we have to wonder why does he ask for general testimony about himself…only to follow it up with the extremely personal question… “Who do YOU…say that I am?”

I found myself coming back around to that question over and over this week…because it is a very important question to think about. And even more important than that, is to know how YOU…will answer it when it is posed in your direction. (pause) As believers in Christ, we WILL be called upon to testify…at one time or another, someone is going find out you believe and they are gonna question you. Are you ready for that? Are you ready to offer your testimony? Are you ready to answer the question Who is this Jesus guy? (pause)

Now perhaps it comes as no great shock to you…but I’ve heard that question before…more times than I can count…blame the day job…and each and every time I’ve been asked the question, I’ve offered an answer…but those answer have varied from moment to moment…they vary because of present circumstances…they vary because of the person asking…they vary period….sometimes my answer is very short and down to earth…and at other times in my history…well…not so much.

Very early on in my seminary education…spring of 2009, I was taking the first of three theology classes…this one taught by a legendary Luther professor named Paul Sponheim. It was his last semester of teaching and I felt very blessed to have him as we read and discussed countless pages of Christian dogmatics.

About midway through the semester, we were given an assignment to write a MONSTROSITY of a theology paper….Sponheim called it our Theological Elephant…because like the worlds largest land animal…it was big…and I hold a copy in my hand right here. Over the course of 9 single spaced pages…and nearly 5,100 words I attempted to answer the question of What or Who is God. Now I could read it to you…but since it comes in at roughly 3.5 times longer than my average sermon…I’m guessing you don’t want to sit here and listen to me ramble on for the next 45 minutes…though if you are interested, I can certainly make it available.

And so I sat and thought about it some more…and I tried to be a little brief…and over the course of a couple minutes…I wrote out a single stream of consciousness answering the question from Jesus…Who do you say that I am? And that came out to be a single page…and 648 words…again…I’m not gonna bore you by reading it out loud…and I sat and thought about it some more…and realized that if someone is actually going to pose the question Who is Jesus, I need to have something a little more concise in mind. So I limited myself to 100 words….aimed at Jesus himself, as if his question to the disciples was aimed at me. (pause) And here’s what I came up with.

You are Jesus son of Joseph, of the line of David. You were with God in the beginning because you are God, and yet you are a man. You came to show us God’s love for all humanity and to get us to live in a way that reflects God’s love for one another. But we fail just as we fail to love God as He loves us. So God did something about and entered our reality as a helpless baby to live and die for everyone else. And then he rose again to create new life out of death.

But then I sat and thought about it a little more…and I went back to the gospel lesson…and I read Peter’s response to the question…short and to the point. “You are the messiah, the son of the living God.” And as I thought about that I was once again thinking about social media and I realized that Peter would be really good at twitter…pithy statements in 140 characters or less…and so in the final revision…I challenged myself to answer Jesus question on twitter…and in answering this very important question of “Who do you say that I am?” I said “Jesus is God’s way of whipping humanities sinful butt back into relationship with him. By dying in our place to create new life in our death.” 140 characters exactly…and if you’re wondering, yes that is posted on my twitter account. (pause).

And now think about all this…and begin to think about your own response when posed with this question. Who do YOU…say that Jesus is? All social media joking aside, Peter seems to be onto something with his short answer…because Jesus not only acknowledges it…he seems to shout for joy at Peter’s words…Blessed are you, for flesh and blood have not revealed this to you, but my father in heaven…and perhaps that offers us just a bit of insight into why Peter’s words are so important.

When Jesus says that this truth is revealed to him…he uses the greek word APOCALYPTO…sound familiar? Sounds like…apocalypse doesn’t it…and it should because they mean the same thing. When this epic truth is revealed to Peter…it is earth shattering…just like the images that we think of when we hear the word apocalypse. And so no wonder Jesus says that this revelation has not come from flesh and blood but God himself…you’ve heard me say it before…faith in Christ is not self generated…it is only by the gift of God that we can come to believe in this amazing…earth shattering…life altering truth.

And just like Peter…or perhaps I should say Simon…receiving this amazing truth from God alters our very existence…For when Simon makes this declaration Jesus gives him a new name…For I tell you…you are PETER…Simon no more…now he is given a new name and with that new name…with this God given understanding of just who Jesus really is…the son of the living God…Jesus bestows the knowledge of his true mission on earth…to go to Jerusalem…where he will suffer and die…and then on the third day he will be raised again…overcoming death. (pause)

And if we stop and think about it…perhaps we see our own faith life reflected in this encounter between Jesus and Peter. For when we receive the gift of faith…and can truly answer the question of who Jesus is for ME…then we begin to understand not only who he is…but why he came…and I believe that just as we saw in the new name for Peter…we too are given a new identity…beloved child of God…and perhaps when I say that, it sounds a little baptismal…I certainly hope so…for in the waters of our baptism we are given this new name…not by flesh and blood but by God himself…and in the waters of our baptism we join with Christ in a death like his…a death that was his sole purpose here on earth…a death, by which God overcame all death…and offers us the promise of new life in Christ Jesus. (pause)

And so today…as we wrap up worship…and head out through those doors…think about the question…and realize today that Jesus is asking you…Who do YOU…say that I am? (pause) Amen.

This Is Uncomfortable 8-17-14

This sermon comes from Matthew 15:21-28. Jesus encounters a Canaanite woman and their exchange is…unsettling.

You can listen to the sermon here:
https://soundcloud.com/revdalen/this-is-uncomfortable-8-17-14

You can also follow along with the text of the sermon here.

Grace and peace to you from God our Father and our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Amen

Its good to be back with you after being gone for a couple weeks. As many of you know, last week I traveled out to southern Colorado with Emily and the kids to attend family camp in the Sangre de Cristo mountains at Rainbow Trail Lutheran Bible Camp near Canon City.

This is a wonderful experience for us each and every year…a chance for renewal and rest…a chance to see old friends and colleagues…and a chance to spend quality time as a family. (pause) Now each year when we head out to Colorado I have a little different plan in mind for what I want to do. Sometimes its ambitious with a lot of hikes and various physical challenges and activities. Other years its more lowkey…with high hopes of sitting on the deck of the main lodge looking out over the valley at the mountains beyond…calmly resting in the beauty of God’s creation.

This year, I planned on the later…its been a crazy year…and a crazy summer…and I was ready to kick back and take it easy. (pause) Now how many of you think I actually managed to pull that off? Needless to say…my plans for a calm week with my feet up were dashed pretty quickly as I participated in various activities including, but not limited to…white water rafting, a very vigorous spot of dancing at the yearly ho-down, a 4 mile hike up and down a very…VERY rough, rocky road, and last but certainly not least…a trip through the camp’s brand new extreme high ropes course alongside of Emily and another couple that travels to camp with us every year.

The high ropes course included multiple elements, some of which we accomplished individually…for instance I had to cover a 25 foot gap using nothing but hanging ropes with small loops in the end for my feet…and others that we accomplished together. Now some of these elements were quite simple…and others were pretty difficult.

Though the most physically demanding element I accomplished was the hanging ropes…the most uncomfortable one involved crossing two wires in pairs…with nothing to hold onto except one another. Now Emily and our friend Christina went first…and if either set had it easier it was them…as their wires were parallel the entire way across. I partnered with Eric, Christina’s husband…and we had the challenge of wires that gradually got farther apart.

Further adding to the difficulty of this challenge is the fact that Eric is about 4 inches taller than me…and he outweighs me by a pretty large margin. To set the scene, we faced each other, and braced ourselves against one another by grasping hands and leaning in so that our weight counterbalanced…and then we fearfully stepped out onto half inch steel cable…suspended about 35 feet in the air.

Gradually, we slid ourselves sideways across that very thin cable…trying not to put too much of our weight on the other…and yet trying to hold each other up at the very same time. Our legs were shaking…the cable right along with us…and we…were nervous. It took us about half the distance across the gap to actually figure out a good system…but eventually we made it across to where Emily and Christina were waiting…and as we sat there for a moment catching our breath…Christina made a comment about how I had been breathing the whole way across…focused…teeth clenched…and practically hyperventilating. I didn’t even know I was doing it…but apparently it sounded like this (example of breathing). Needless to say…I found this whole experience to be very…very uncomfortable and I was extremely relieved a few minutes later when I found both feet safely back on the ground.

Now I share this story with you today, because it has two things in common with today’s gospel lesson. First off…Jesus seems to be vacation…having traveled to the region of Tyre and Sidon…two Mediterranean sea ports to the northwest of Galilee and Israel…and while there were likely Jewish people present…he and his disciples would have been surrounded by Gentiles…including the Canaanite woman that recognizes Jesus and approaches him. We don’t know just what it is that makes Jesus decide to head off in this odd direction in the midst of his three year ministry…yet here he is…and in the midst of his time away…whether he was actually vacationing or not…Jesus encounters a ministry-type situation. (pause)

HAVE MERCY ON ME LORD, SON OF DAVID. MY DAUGHTER IS TORMENTED BY A DEMON. (pause) Nothing new for Jesus after all. He’s constantly encountering people in need of healing from various illnesses or who are possessed by demons. We’ve seen him heal them all countless times…right up until now.

And here’s the second point of interaction between my story and this story…this is where things get really uncomfortable for me as a believer in Christ. (pause) Jesus hears the woman cry out to him…begging him to have mercy on her daughter…she clearly recognizes him for who he is…calling him both Lord and Son of David…and he…flat out…ignores her. (pause)

HE DOES NOTHING!!!! HE DOESN’T EVEN ENGAGE WITH HER!!!! What? That’s not the Jesus we know…he always engages…he always recognizes the person before him. Certainly, this is strange…and so we begin to the ask the question of just what is really going on here…of why Jesus ignores her and just walks on by.

Now the woman, bless her heart…she doesn’t give up does she? She just keep on shouting after Jesus and the disciples…and the disciples…well…they get annoyed…and perhaps this shouldn’t surprise us…they do have that tendency within scripture…and so they approach Jesus saying “Send her away…for she keeps shouting at us.” (pause) Now an interesting point here is another one of those translation issues that I’m fond of. The Greek word for Send her away can also mean…release her…or…set her free. And so with that, we begin to wonder who the disciples are talking about. Are they saying “send the woman away?” Or are telling Jesus “release the daughter?” And here’s the kicker…WE DON’T KNOW! AHHH. Scripture…sometimes you are maddening.

But with this ambiguity in the language of the disciples we are faced with another question…were they simply annoyed, or was Jesus deliberately testing them to see how THEY would respond to this foreign woman’s request…and we…don’t know. Unsettling? A little uncomfortable? Well hold onto your seats…its about to get worse.

Because regardless of the motivation of the disciples with their request of Jesus…he responds with this little diddy…I was sent ONLY to the lost sheep of Israel. (pause) Hmm…come on Jesus…you’ve crossed cultural boundaries before…you’ve engaged with Samaritans…and with women…you’ve healed lepers…all without batting an eye…so what’s different this time around? (pause)

And you know what? It get’s worse. When the woman, undeterred approaches him yet again…begging him on her knees before him. LORD HELP ME…he verbally smacks her by saying “It is not fair to take the food from the children to throw it to the dogs.” (long pause) Is it just me…or did Jesus just call this woman a dog? He did right? Even if he’s being metaphorical…that’s downright shocking…the Jesus that we know and love from scripture…is coming across in this moment as a flat out jerk…and I don’t know about you but that makes me really uncomfortable.

In this moment, we so no trace of love…or compassion…we hear no hint of the kingdom of heaven being offered to all. In short…Jesus comes across as a racist…and I have always struggled with this passage because of it.

But what happens next strikes me as equally unsettling…makes me squirm in my seat just a little. Because the woman…bearing no shame what so ever…acknowledges what Jesus says. She doesn’t get cranky or offended saying “Don’t call me a dog.” Rather…she smacks him right back by saying “Yes Lord, yet even the dogs eat the scraps from the master’s table.” In short…she is accepting and confirming that which the society has dictated about her. She is a woman without rights…she is a Gentile, and not only that a Canaanite…descendent from Cain who killed his brother Able…ancient enemies of the Jews who has no right to ask Jesus, a Jewish man…for anything. She doesn’t deny any of that….in fact, she seems to embrace it and yet despite all that…and despite the harsh reaction that she has already received, she still has faith that He can accomplish what she asks. And it is this faith which is rewarded…it is this faith which Jesus sees and heeds when he heals her daughter in that moment.

But here’s the odd thing about that. Since we don’t know the motivation behind Jesus’ response to the women, we must ask the question…did she change his mind? (pause) Did she…teach him something?

We tend to think of Jesus as perfect…without sin…and all knowing…because while he’s fully human…he’s also fully God right….and if he’s fully God then he should automatically feel and display love and compassion for all of God’s children…but he doesn’t do it…And likewise, he should know that salvation through his own coming sacrifice on the cross is for all people…and yet he claims to only be there for Israelites…and if that’s all the case…then she…SETS HIM STRAIGHT.

I don’t know about you…but I find that troubling…that Jesus might have learn something during his time on Earth…that Jesus, might not be all knowing in this moment…but you know…the Apostle Paul writes that Jesus did not consider equality with God as something to be exploited but that he emptied himself…and so maybe…just maybe…this woman truly did open his eyes to the realization that his mission went far beyond even his initial…human…expectations…and I will admit to you this…that if, in fact, this is the case…and I’m not saying it, but I’m not saying its not…but if this is truly what was happening in this exchange between Jesus and the woman…then I don’t know what to make of it…and I don’t suppose to tell you what you should make of it either.

But what I do know is this, even in the midst of confusion within the scriptures…which is a reality when we attempt to interpret it…we are given an example of what faith really means. The woman embraces the label given to her. Jesus insinuates that she’s a dog…and she says. YES I AM.

I recently heard an explanation of faith from a Lutheran perspective. Faith is acknowledging that I am without worth…and then hearing God say no…you have great worth…and I believe it to be true, simply because God said it…Faith is believing that God will do what he says he will do. Believing that God can do anything that He choses to do.

Even believing that God in human form would have mercy on someone that has no business asking for it…and would speak a word that would heal her daughter…and we cling to the hope that God in human form has mercy on us…even though we too are worthless…and that God, by raising his Son from the dead, overcomes our death as well…creating new life out of death…and declaring that You…my child…are of great worth…so that in the midst of our discomfort, his promise will grant us peace. Amen.