June 26, 2007

Sloth: One of the Seven Deadlies

Sloth is the most dangerous sin of our time. Sloth could be the sin that is the downfall of our nation. Sloth is an epidemic and that we are all infected.

Now the sloth I am talking about isn’t the sloth you might be thinking about. You might be thinking of sloth as the laziness described in Proverbs 26. We’ve all experienced this kind of laziness. I especially like the translation of verse 13 in the New Living Translation, “The lazy person is full of excuses, saying, "I can't go outside because there might be a lion on the road! Yes, I'm sure there's a lion out there!" Boy, I’ve had days like that, and I look forward to having them again. No, I don’t think that laziness is our problem.

Someone once defined Puritanism as the sneaking suspicion that someone somewhere might be having fun, and I think that people today might define conservative Protestants as the people whose greatest fear is that someone somewhere might not be working hard enough. I’m serious. You want to get people to vote for you or listen to your radio show all you have to do is mention that somewhere some people are standing around waiting for a handout and bam! you’ve said the magic words and you’ve got a following. No, Americans, especially Mid-westerners don’t need to be lectured on laziness. We’re the people who invented the rocking chair, so that even when we’re sitting, we can still be doing something.

Now habitual laziness is a sin, but as far as I’m concerned, it’s more like third-degree sloth compared to the deadly sloth that we’re up against today. It’s misdemeanor sloth. Not quite as bad as the second kind of sloth: boredom, or second degree sloth.

Boredom is a sin because it looks at the world and says, “Eh”. Boredom is a sin because God declared that the world is good and boredom disagrees. Boredom sits at the banquet table and surveys the great feast of life and says, “Oh. No. I don’t eat that.” And then there’s busy boredom. Sometimes boredom goes from thing to thing all day but has the look of a person who is waiting for something. Boredom is devoid of passion, has lost its feeling, and in the words of Mick Jagger, “can’t get no satisfaction.”

Boredom is a sin, it is offensive to God, because it is so self-centered. It is waiting to be entertained. It’s waiting for fulfillement to come from some outside force. Boredom is one of the inevitable fruits of the pursuit of pleasure. It’s a consumer’s sin.

But there’s a positive side to boredom too. It lets us know that something is wrong. It lets us know that the way we’re trying to live life just isn’t working. Boredom is a symptom of something wrong deep down. And what people usually do is treat the symptom.

But the real solution for boredom isn’t to do more and better things to make yourself feel less bored. Redemption from the sin of boredom comes from being reoriented from looking inward to being focused outwards. It comes from being called out of living only for yourself to living in relationship with God. Rescue from boredom come from being as interested in others as you are in yourself.

Laziness and boredom are nothing compared with the third kind of sloth. Sloth in its pure form is the most dangerous sin on the planet. It’s sloth in its pure form because it is directly derived from the latin word we’ve translated as sloth: acedia. Acedia literally means “absense of caring”. And as I look around the world today I see a resignation that borders on despair. If there was a phrase that summed up the last four years in this country, it would be, “Things are terrible, but there’s nothing I can do about it.”

I look around and I see that sloth has deeply infected our country, and the thing that infuriates me about that fact is that I believe it is entirely by design. The powers that be in this country want its citizenry to be two things: afraid and self-absorbed. And with few exceptions, the church has gladly complied. We’ve decided to live like the only thing the Bible has to say about war is that “there will always be wars and rumors of wars” and that the only thing Jesus has to say about the poor is that “they will always be with you”. And our silence and our compliance is what powers the whole operation. We’re placated just like the church in Laodicea.

Rev. 3:14 says
"To the angel of the church in Laodicea write: I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm--neither hot nor cold--I am about to spit you out of my mouth. You say, 'I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.' But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked.”

I’m a big Garrison Keillor fan. I grew up listening to a Prairie Home Companion with my parents and my brother. Garrison Keillor wrote in a column in the Chicago Tribune in Oct. 06,
“I got some insight last week into who supports torture when I went down to Dallas to speak at Highland Park Methodist Church. It was spooky. I walked in, was met by two burly security men with walkie-talkies, and within 10 minutes was told by three people that this was the Bushes' church and that it would be better if I didn't talk about politics. I was there on a book tour for "Homegrown Democrat," but they thought it better if I didn't mention it. So I tried to make light of it: I told the audience, "I don't need to talk politics. I have no need even to be interested in politics - I'm a citizen, I have plenty of money and my grandsons are at least 12 years away from being eligible for military service." And the audience applauded! Those were their sentiments exactly. We've got ours, and who cares?”

Our sloth today, this pervasive first degree sloth, it’s only partly about the war and our inability to say anything about it. It’s only partly about our silence in the face of torture. It’s only partly about our resignation about the plight of the poor. But when you take all of these things together, they add up to a kind of spiritual paralysis, acedia...sloth, “the absence of caring”. And I truly do believe that it is our “absence of caring” that could enable the fall of this country from a noble nation of laws and virtures to an empire that exemplifies the seven deadly sins, an empire of greed, pride, gluttony, wrath, lust, envy... and sloth.

Whether we continue down the path that we’re on towards an empire of sin or whether we repent and turn around is not the decision of people in Washington. It’s our decision. It’s our choice. It’s our choice whether we will “go gently into that good night” or whether we will “rage against the dying of the light.” It’s our choice whether we will continue being consumers or will repent and return to being citizens. It’s our choice whether we will continue to be paralyzed by fear and sloth, or whether we will drink deeply of the Holy Spirit and find the courage to speak the truth to the power of government and to the power of sin.

Every generation must make this decision, not just once, not just 60 years ago against the power of fascism in Europe, not just 40 years ago against the power of injustice in America, but each generation must keep making this decision over and over again in every age of life. There is no retirement from the Christian call of duty. There is no age requirement for saying “NO”.

If you know what you feel called to do or say, but you are stuck in sloth and have lost your resolve, then these words from the same passage in Revelation are for you, “Those whom I love I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest, and repent.” If God didn’t love you, he wouldn’t expect anything of you. But he does. So much that he gave his only Son to set you free from the powers that bind you. Jesus sets us free from sloth and helps us to act. If Jesus has set us free from sloth, so why aren’t we living like it?

If you want to be free from sloth, all you need to know is that Jesus has set you free from it, and believe it. Live like it’s true. Don’t expect that you’re going to go set the world on fire, or be a different person than you’ve always been. But free from the sin of sloth, with the absence of caring replaced with the love of Christ, you’ll find that you are able to perform the small acts of obedience that you’ve felt called to do all along. So write that letter to the editor. Speak up and share your unpopular ideas. Don’t delay becoming the person you know you were meant to be. Don’t wait for the right feeling of motivation. Don’t wait at all. You are sent by Jesus himself. Go.
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December 12, 2006

A Missionary's Blog

Want to read about the life of a missionary? Here is the blog address for Beth, a missionary serving in Nigeria that came to worship with us last week:

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December 11, 2006

Same Old, Same Old

Text: Luke 17:11-19

During the sermon a couple of weeks ago, I talked about the deep fried turkey Dave's brother made. And as I started working on this sermon, I started thinking about Thanksgiving coming up next week. Maybe I shouldn't write sermons when I'm hungry. But as I thought about Thanksgiving, I remembered a Thanksgiving several years ago when Dave and I lived in Florida. Most of our relatives live in Orlando, so instead of choosing one of our families to spend the holiday with, we used to start at Dave's parents house, then go over to mine. One Thanksgiving, Dave's brother decided to cook a Thanksgiving meal as well, to try out some gourmet approaches to the traditional Thanksgiving dishes. We started at Dave's parents' house. And as all of the plates of steaming food came out to the table, our mouths started to water, and we were so thankful for the amazing meal Dave's mom had made. We scarfed up sweet potatoes, green beans, and Dave's mom's special recipe for stuffing. We praised the meal, and thanked Dave's mom for the blessing of the food she had made for the family.
Then we drove to my parent's house for our second Thanksgiving meal of the day. More heaping plates of wonderful food. Only this time, we were a little less thankful for the food before us. We started quietly comparing the two meals, debating which house had the better pie crust or which mashed potatoes were creamier. We thanked my mom for the meal, unbuttoned the top button on our pants as our bellies got bigger, and drove on to our third meal of the day. Dave's brother brought out several platters of gourmet Thanksgiving fare - sweet potatoes whipped with bourbon and served in oranges, you get the idea. But by this time, it had become the same old, same old. Another house, another meal. We ate our share, quickly thanked his brother, then dragged ourselves over to the couch to watch football.
As I thought about that Thanksgiving, I thought about how we get accustomed to blessing. We get used to God doing things in our lives, we get used to the idea that God has forgiven us, we get used to the miracle stories in the Gospels, they've become old hat for us through the years as we hear them over and over again. But do you remember the first time you really realized the grace of God in your life? Do you remember a time when it really hit you that God would love you and forgive you, no matter what? It reminds me of the line from the hymn Amazing Grace that says "How precious did that grace appear, the hour I first believed." And yet, with each passing year, it becomes easier to loss our thankfulness for God's work in the world in the person of Jesus Christ, it becomes like another round of Turkey and Sweet Potato casserole- it still tastes good, but we don't appreciate it nearly as much as we did the first time.
In our text this morning, we can see some folks who are accustomed to God's goodness. We find Jesus walking on this way to Jerusalem, when a group of lepers call out to him "Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!" Jesus tells them to go show themselves to the priests, and as they go, they are made clean. The group does exactly what Jesus tells them, so they are not doing anything wrong. But it seems strange that they don't stop and at least thank Jesus.
Keep reading - one of the healed stops and turns around. He breaks away from the group, runs back to Jesus, and throws himself at his feet. He praises God in a loud voice, thanking Jesus for what he has done. The man couldn't help but be thankful for what Jesus had done. It seems like he couldn't stop himself from running back to Jesus and throwing himself at his feet.
God does amazing things in our lives everyday. The grace of God is as real today as it was the first hour we believed, as real as it was when Jesus healed the lepers. But how often do we throw ourselves at God's feet, overwhelmed with thanksgiving? In our text, Jesus does not rebuke the others - but he does ask where they are. God continues to pour grace and blessing into our lives, and then asks "where are you?" when we are too busy to notice.
This morning is Thankoffering Sunday, a tradition of the Presbyterian women. It is a time when we offer our money in thanks to God, and this money is used all over the world to reach out to those in need. Thankoffering Sunday started with one woman, over one hundred years ago, who saw what God was doing, stopped, and was thankful. As God continues to put a feast before us, as the grace of God continues to pour into our lives, will we respond with a quick thank you and run off to watch a football game, or will be throw ourselves at the feet of Jesus.
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Jesus is on the Loose

Text: Luke 21:25-36

In the city of Chicago, there is a priceless nativity, with handcarved pieces that was a gift from Italy to the city, that is set up every year during the Christmas season. As with any nativity, at the center of the scene is the baby Jesus. Several years ago, there was an abduction. The baby Jesus was missing from the nativity. The news stations covered the story around the clock, and the police department began searching for the missing Jesus. Finally, after a couple of days of frantic searching, an anonymous caller tipped off the police to find the baby Jesus in a locker. Sure enough, the figurine was there, and was safely returned to the nativity, unharmed. That would not be the last disappearance for Jesus. The baby Jesus was later abducted again, this time by a young man who apparently didn't set out to do the crime, and once he had Jesus just walked around the city with him, not quite sure what to do next. Again, the baby Jesus was returned unharmed. Now Jesus is strapped down with large metal straps, and often guarded to prevent another theft.
As I read this story, I thought about how interesting it was that every time the baby Jesus was stolen from the nativity, he was returned, unharmed. It seemed the thieves didn't know quite what to do with him once they had him out of the manger. it was also interesting to think about the panic of the city that followed the abduction, and the sigh of relief once he was returned. We like the image of the baby Jesus lying in th manger. The quiet, sleeping baby, so sweet and harmless. Jesus is very manageable this way.
But the message of Advent is not just a preparation to celebrate the birth of the baby Jesus. Our Advent texts remind us that Jesus has not been kidnapped from the nativity. Jesus moved out of the nativity and is no longer the quiet sleeping baby but the living God who came to save us, our Lord Jesus Christ who will come again to bring judgment and redemption. When we read our text for this morning, we see Jesus not as the quiet baby but the "Son of Man coming in a cloud with power and great glory." The text describes the world in chaos and calls the readers to "raise your heads, for your redemption is drawing near." During Advent we certainly look toward the celebration of Christmas, and the birth of Jesus, but we also look with hope toward the second coming of Christ, the time when Jesus will return to bring the final judgment and redemption for the world.
This Jesus is a lot less manageable that the picture of Jesus in the manger. I think it's easier for us when Jesus is safely strapped into the nativity. When Jesus was missing from the manger scene in Chicago, when he was out on the loose in the city, people get a lot more nervous. Even thieves return Jesus to his place in the manger. But let us remember this Advent that Jesus is on the loose. Christ has come, Christ has risen, Christ will come again.
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