Water, Spirit and Fire

Matthew 3: 4-12

 

 

          Do you ever think about your baptism? Chances are that if you do, your thought is that you remember nothing, for in the Reformed tradition of which Presbyterians are a part, it is far more common to be born into the church, and therefore be baptized as an infant. So if you think of baptism, you are probably thinking of your children’s baptism. There may have been a special set of clothing for your child, perhaps something handed down through generations. There would certainly be family pictures and probably a family get-together after the church service. Baptism is sort of an event, isn’t it? We dress nicer, we fry chicken and we invite people to church. It’s too bad we can’t have a baptism every week.

          But now I want you to stop a minute and think about something. When I say baptism, what comes to mind? I suspect it would be something like I just described, an event of water baptism involving a family member. But there is more than one kind of baptism, and that is what John the Baptist was reminding the crowd gathered by the Jordan River in the third chapter of Matthew’s gospel. Indeed, John was engaged in just the kind you’re probably thinking of—water baptism. The ceremony was used as a ritual associated with joining the church. But wait. Was there a church in John’s Day? The Christian church was not yet born. So John had other ideas. He used baptism to identify with change—with a turning from the old ways and a turning toward a new way.

          In this passage, John the Baptist is employing many images. He calls the religious leaders a brood of vipers, conjuring up the image of snakes. He uses stones to show that it’s no problem for God to raise up children descended from Abraham. He could command the stones to do so and they would. He uses the image of an axe laid against a tree to take it down because its fruit is not good. He ends the passage with images that any farmer will quickly understand, as he talks about using a winnowing fork to separate the wheat from the chaff, the good from the bad. So many images used to describe the state of readiness, or lack of it, of some people. And not just readiness for Jesus’s coming, but also for judgment. John the Baptist knew that water baptism, while representing a commitment, is just the first step, a sort of warmup exercise, for the baptism that our Savior brings.

          The Baptist says this: “I baptize you with water for repentance, but he who is coming after me is mightier than I, whose sandals I am not worthy to carry. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire.” Of course, he was talking about Jesus and indeed, John baptized Jesus, not to bring repentance, but in Jesus’ words, to fulfill the scripture prophesying his coming. John would have preferred that Jesus baptize him, but he understood his role.

          We talk about baptism as a sacrament, as a symbol of our acceptance into the family of God, as a sacred ritual set apart in the church in the same way that The Lord’s Supper is set apart. And indeed, baptism is that. Our polity says that “through baptism an individual is joined to the Church universal, the body of Christ” [1.0301]. Baptism in this form is of great importance to our understanding of our Christian faith and of our binding to the one true church, the church of Jesus Christ. But baptism is more than that.

          “He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and with fire.” That’s what the Baptist said. What was he talking about? After the water, there is spirit and fire? Is baptism a process? Do we goes through it in stages? Much of what John is saying is that he’s just the messenger. Jesus is the real deal. John will use water as a symbol of change, of turning away, of redemption. But Jesus. Jesus will bring the tools to seal us in his camp. This concept of baptism in the Holy Spirit is not stage two. It just distinguishes the earthly limitations of John from the unlimited scope of Jesus. Jesus, the Son of God, will baptize us but it won’t be with water.  Jesus will send the Holy Spirit to live in us, abide in us, walk with us. That is a baptism that can give us not only the ability to turn away, but also the strength and love to stay turned.

          John the Baptist uses the ceremony of baptism to mark a point of transformation of people’s lives. They want to turn away from their sin and live a life of righteousness. With water, they mark that decision with a commitment made in public by a ceremonial washing away of their old selves and a putting on of something much better. We do that today by acknowledging Christ as our Savior. In the days of the Baptist, the promise was for a life committed to God.

          Secondly, John points us toward the stronger one, the one who is to follow, the one whose sandals John is not worthy to carry. The stronger one will also baptize, but with the Holy Spirit instead of water. His will be a baptism that is not ceremonial, but life changing. Only the Son of God can accomplish such a baptism in us.

          So far, so good. We can all use a big dose of the Holy Spirit. But there is more. John says that we will also be baptized with fire. John is warning us. Craig Evans says that “right now, he [John] immerses people in the water of the Jordan River, but his successor will immerse all Israel, indeed all of humanity, in Spirit/wind and fire, which will consume some and purify others.” This is what John means when he characterizes Jesus with a winnowing fork in his hand, under which some will become good grain, but others will be nothing more than chaff to be destroyed.

          So John emphasizes the difference between him, an earthy evangelist, and Jesus, the Messiah. John is only the messenger. Jesus will bring another sort of baptism, a heavenly baptism, but with it will come a baptism of fire which will separate good from bad seed. There will be a judgment. One will either be saved by the wind and fire, or he or she will be judged by it.

          I think there another sort of baptism that every Christian should expect. It is, quite literally, a baptism of fire. While God has promised not to tempt us, he has also promised to test us. After our baptism of water and of the Holy Spirit, we may expect to hear from God many times during our lives. He may test us with the death of a loved one or the illness of a friend.  He may visit us with our own illnesses or trials. There are so many ways to be tested, from failure to disappointment to poor health, to name a few. There is even the testing of success and how it may distort our view of life.

          Today, we have several among us who are being presented for baptism and confirmation of their saving faith in Jesus Christ. You may find that your baptism or confirmation is so rich with imagery for you that you feel moved. You may even feel the presence of the Holy Spirit coming into you in a way never felt before. Don’t worry if it doesn’t happen now. It will happen in God’s time. But when you have such feelings, please understand that no matter how strong they are, no matter how committed you may feel, those feelings will erode with time. What will you do then? Will you cling to your faith, or will you abandon it? Will you continue to renew it or will you let it slide away from your grip. God knows your nature and he knows these things will happen. So don’t be too surprised when he periodically sends you a wakeup call.

          Water baptism guarantees nothing. It is not an admission fee. It is a way for us to identify with our Lord, to declare in front of others that we believe, that we want to turn over our lives to our Lord. But it will cure nothing. The baptism of the Holy Spirit is an infusion, even a transfusion, of the goodness of God’s presence and wisdom into our very existence. It will help us resist the powers of this earth and of our own selfish nature. Baptism of fire? I think of it as another confirmation. I have the tools through those two other kinds of baptism. The question is whether I will bring my tool pouch with me every day, for there will be fiery baptisms to undergo which will require all the help I can get from God. In life, there is not one crossing, but many. Granted, the act of water baptism or confirmation by a believer is a crucial step. But it is only a step.

          Come dressed for the game of life. The apostle Paul suggests the armor of God for us: the belt of truth, the breastplate of righteousness, the shield of faith, the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit [Eph. 6: 13-17].   You will need them all, for being a Christian is not for the faint of heart. Come dressed…and take all the baptisms that God sends your way. He’ll be in your corner from the beginning to the end.

Getting Emotional

John 15: 12-15

         

          In the first chapter of the Bible, we learn that we are made in the image of God. In the Latin, the term is Imago Dei, Image of God. Does that make you feel special? It certainly should. To be made in God’s image sounds wonderful to me. But then, when I look at myself in the mirror, I’m thinking it must mean much more than just looks. What does it mean to be made in God’s image? We humans are the only ones that the Bible says that about. What is God really like? We really need to know because it is in his image that we are made.

          We could focus on physical attributes. Maybe God has a tan, or maybe he’s 6’5” and cut like a Greek statue. Maybe he’s a she. In the book The Shack, God is depicted as a big, black mammy who loves to cook, then later as a bearded grandfather type with white hair. The whole point of those characterizations is that God looks like neither. No one has seen God. We don’t know what God looks like. Moses saw his presence, not his image, and even that very minimal exposure to God turned Moses’ countenance to something akin to shining. No, it doesn’t make sense to focus on physical attributes when we’re trying to find out what God is really like.

          In the fourth chapter of John’s gospel, Jesus has stopped in Samaria on his way back to Jerusalem. He talks to the woman at the well and he tells her that “God is spirit, and those who worship him must worship in spirit and in truth.” [v. 24]. So maybe we should try to understand who God is, and therefore who we are, by looking at what’s on the inside rather than what’s on the outside.

          Is it okay to get emotional? Does God get emotional? There is an old debate which calls into question the impassibility of God. In the first and second century when Christianity had to compete with the Greek gods and Greek mythology for attention, it was good to be able to talk about God being unemotional, which contrasted to those crazy, unpredictable Greek gods. Their world looked like another Peyton Place, and apologists such as Justin Martyr argued that God was much more reliable. Although what Martyr was trying to say, that God is reliable, is true, it’s also true that to define God’s reliability by his serious demeanor is to use too strict a definition. It really doesn’t square with what we know about God from the Bible. God has been shown to show the full range of emotions, from the time of creation through the gospels and letters of the New Testament.

          Certainly there are many characters in the Bible who show a range of emotions. Sarah laughed when she heard God or his angel promise 100 year old Abraham that he would be the father of nations [Gen. 18: 12]. Joseph’s compassion grew warm when he saw his younger brother Benjamin after so many years away, so much that he had to withdraw from their presence to weep [Gen 43: 30]. Moses cried out to God in exasperation over the behavior of the people [Ex. 17: 4]. When the Ark of the Covenant finally arrived in Jerusalem, David danced in the street [2 Sam. 6: 14-16]. There are numerous examples in scripture of a broad emotional palate on which the stories of God are painted.

          What is God really like? Philip asked that question of Jesus in a roundabout way. He said to Jesus: “Show us the Father” [Jn. 14: 8]. And Jesus answered “Whoever has seen me has seen the Father.” [Jn. 14: 9b]. So we have a way to see what God is really like. We can look at Jesus.

          Walter Hansen wrote an article in Christianity Today [Feb 3, 1997] in which he suggested that we can see what God is like by looking at the emotions of Jesus. He outlines five emotions, those of compassion, anger, grief, joy and love. The scriptures tell the story. Jesus was moved with pity for a leper he met in Galilee [Mk 1: 41]. He had compassion for the widow of a man who had died [Lk. 7: 13], and on the crowd which had followed him for three days and was hungry [Mk 8: 2]. When he saw the helplessness of the crowds that followed him, Matthew says he had compassion for them as well, commenting that they were like sheep without a shepherd [Mt. 9: 36]. Jesus was moved by the conditions he saw, just as we are when we see poverty or cruelty or other negative human conditions.

          Jesus got angry the same as we do, but when Jesus got angry it was never selfish or motivated by some personal need. In the synagogue on a Sabbath, he was about to heal a man with a withered hand when he looked around, realizing that instead of looking for a miracle, everyone was watching to see if he would “work” on the Sabbath. Mark’s gospel said he looked at them with anger [3:5]. More than once, he called out religious leaders as a “brood of vipers” [Mt. 12: 34, 23: 33]. He dressed down his disciples for not bringing children to him and Mark characterized him as indignant [10: 14]. And of course there is that famous scene of Jesus overturning the tables of the money changers in the temple courts [Jn. 2: 17]. He would not have the common people taken advantage of. Yes, Jesus got angry and indignant. He got short with his words. And yet, in all these examples, his motives were pure and his concern was for others, not himself.

          If you read closely, you will notice that in several accounts of Jesus’ compassion or anger, the emotion of grief also appears. Jesus was moved by a sight. His emotion would show in his compassion and his healing at one moment, and in anger at another. But often, that emotion was followed by grief. He hated to bear witness to what he saw when he encountered the dark side of humanity. It moved him as it should move us. Perhaps the greatest example of his tenderness was the scene at the tomb of Lazarus. John tells us he was deeply disturbed in spirit and deeply moved [11: 33]. He wept near the tomb [11: 38]. No matter that very soon after, Jesus would call Lazarus back from the grave. No matter that he had the power to reverse any human condition. He still had that capacity to hurt deeply, to be emotionally wounded and to grieve.

          What about joy? Did Jesus experience joy? The gospels don’t talk about it as much. After all, Jesus was the “suffering servant” predicted by Isaiah. He had much ground to cover and many mouths to feed or influence. But Jesus did experience joy. Mark tells the story of seventy two disciples being sent out ahead by Jesus as a sort of evangelical advance team. When they returned, their reports were full of success. Mark tells us that Jesus, hearing the news, rejoiced greatly in the Holy Spirit [Lk. 10: 21]. He was like a proud parent, beaming from the success of his offspring. And in John 15, as Jesus is making his closing remarks to his beloved disciples before his impending arrest, he talks about his joy. It is his legacy to his disciples, that they have his joy, and that their own joy would then be full.

          When I think of joy, my thoughts turn to Nancy Link, my mother in law who recently met the Lord face to face. Nancy lived a long and accomplished life, but most who knew her, including me, were the most impressed, the most influenced, not by her many accomplishments, but by her sustained joy over a long and full life. She knew happiness and joy here, and she knew it well. I think it’s because she got it. She understood what Jesus meant in John 15. She accepted Jesus’ joy in her heart early and thrived on it all her life. Do you know people like Nancy?

           In Hansen’s menu of the emotions of Jesus, he saves the most pre-eminent for last. Jesus loved. In Hansen’s analysis and in mine, love is the guiding force behind all the other emotions. If you don’t care, then things don’t get to you. You don’t experience compassion or anger or grief…or even joy. Love is the power, the mover, the thing above all things. The apostle Paul gives us the primer on it in the great “love” chapter in 1 Corinthians 13. There is faith, and there is hope, both overpoweringly important. But the greatest? It’s love.

          We have come to the end and find ourselves back at the beginning. We have talked about five emotions of Jesus on vivid display in the gospels. He was compassionate. He got angry. He felt grief. He also felt joy. And he was chock full of love. Well, we would expect that of the son of God. But we too are sons of God, fully adopted by God himself into the family when we give ourselves to him and believe in the gospel of Jesus.

          And that’s what is so spectacular to me about Jesus. Yes, he was the son of God. But he referred to himself as the Son of Man. Why? Because in the wonderful mystery that is God in the Trinity, Jesus was just like us. Jesus was the ultimate human. Remember the passage in Genesis that we started with? Imago Dei. In the image of God. We don’t have to try to be like God. We already are. We are made in his image. We just need to be the best humans we can be. We’re like that teddy bear in the bedtime story. When we lose all our fur and we don’t have an eye or an ear anymore and when our stuffing is starting to come out, then we have experienced so much emotion and so much love…that we are finally real. Just like Jesus.

Extending the Vision

Hebrews 11: 29-40

 

 

          A thousand years ago, no one lived in the Hawaiian Islands. They are believed to have been discovered and populated by natives of Marquesas Island, about 2500 miles away. Today, it takes about thirty days to sail from Marquesas Island to Hawaii using modern equipment. Can you imagine what it must have been like a thousand years ago?

          There is a bird called the Golden Plover, which migrated north out over open water every year. The islanders watched it and became curious. They tried to follow the bird migration, but couldn’t keep up in their carved wooden boats. They did try to keep track, and every year, they would start from their end point of the previous year and try to go farther. They kept going on that journey a little farther each year until they finally discovered Hawaii. It took them 400 years to find the Hawaiian Islands, but they never gave up.

          It’s hard to imagine the kind of determination and perseverance it took to stay with that goal. Many generations pursued it, and got farther into the Pacific, but never lived to see how it turned out. Imagine how many lives were probably lost on those open seas, how many tears were shed in that quest of faith for an unknown destination. They had no guarantee; just an idea based on the flight of birds. How many storms did they face? How many times were they pushed back and denied their goal? How many children set out to accomplish that which their parents had failed to do? It must have fallen to each generation to pass it forward, to extend the vision to find out where those birds were migrating to.

          Have you ever really thought about this journey we are on? Those of us who dare to call ourselves Christian spend our lives on a journey of faith. And yet, as far as I am aware, none, other than Jesus Christ, has ever returned from the other side to tell us whether our faith is justified. The Bible tells us it is. Ephesians 2: 8 tells us that by grace we are saved through faith. The book of Hebrews tells us that faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.  In today’s message, also from Hebrews, we are reminded that by faith we move forward toward the promises of God. But it also reminds us in no uncertain terms that all the heroes of that great hall of faith in Hebrews 11 never lived to claim those promises. Why didn’t they give up? Why didn’t they throw in the towel? What made them keep going? How do we extend our vision so far that our journey can go on without ever reaching the finish line in this life? Hebrews gives us an answer to that question, but even in the answer, it requires faith to reach its conclusion.

          Hebrews 11 is a recitation of a sort of Hall of Heroes, a list beginning with Abel, the son of Adam. It talks about lives lived out in faith and pursuit of things godly, of those who died without achieving the promise held out to them by God. And yet they could, in a manner of speaking, see them. The writer tells us that these heroes greeted those promises from afar. They died not knowing the end of the story, the completion of their work, but they died still trying to claim God’s promises. Hebrews refers to them as “strangers and exiles on the earth.” What a peculiar way to describe these great patriarchs like Abraham and Moses. Strangers and exiles. Is this our fate as Christians, as disciples?

          There is something both disconcerting and yet comforting about going back to the same task again and again and again. If it is perfection we seek, then that can be understood. If it is comprehension we want, again that is a noble pursuit. But what if it is just simply the continued pursuit of that which for us represents excellence? Will we ever find it? Will we ever grasp the promises that God has made for us?

          St. Augustine is considered by many as one of the theological fathers of the Protestant Reformation. He was a prolific writer. He wrote his commentary on Genesis fifteen times. Fifteen times! He kept plumbing the depths of that Scripture, mining new discoveries every time he read. Beethoven wrote sixteen string quartets, always coming back, always trying to improve on what he had already done. My friend Joe, a Presbyterian minister for 30 years until illness forced him to the sidelines, turned down fifteen invitations from a friend to a Young life meeting. Once he went, he credited Young Life for bringing him to a saving faith. Thank God for that sixteenth invite!

          I think the writer of Hebrews has given us a window into those kinds of journeys. It seems to me that his answer is that the journey itself is meritorious. It is not our lot to achieve the consummation of all of God’s promises on this side of heaven. We have as our template that of Moses stopping within view, but not within reach, of the Promised Land. While we may have many life changing experiences, we will not be able to fully claim God’s promises here. And yet the writer of Hebrews celebrates the journey itself, pointing to a state of being that at some point unites us with all who have come before and all who will follow.

          “And all these, though commended through their faith, did not receive what was promised, since God had provided something better for us, that apart from us they should not be made perfect.” Eugene Peterson puts it this way in The Message: God had a better plan for us, that their faith and our faith would come together to make one completed whole, their lives of faith not complete apart from ours.

          Can you see it now, how God through the Holy Spirit binds us, linking us down through the ages until the end of the age, each of us contributing to the body of which Jesus Christ is the head? The body of Christ, the church, transcends the ages, but it will not be complete until he returns to unite us all across the pages of history. In the meantime, we strive. We press on. We persevere. We never give up. Whether or not we obtain all God’s promises in this life, they will be ours in the end. And the journey alone is enough for now.

          You see, when you are chasing the promises of God, there is always more. You can never get to the end of the road, only to the end of your road. Yes, you come to church and Sunday school. Yes, you go to meetings and tithe and help with mission projects and visit the sick and share your wealth. You do these things over and over…and yet they are never the same. Even with the same people, each moment is unique. There is a freshness to the work of God that never gets old, never tastes quite the same. Each time we draw water from God’s well, it is fresh and new and fills us in a deeper way that is singular to that experience. Maybe that is why the Psalmist tells us that “my cup runneth over.”

          When we compare our sacrifices to those recited in Hebrews, we realize how little God has asked of us to date. But that may change and we need to be ready when called. We are tied to those saints of old as surely as they are tied to us. For me, I take comfort in the fact that I am part of a continuing body of Christ, always growing, always tied to its roots and yet able to expand.

          The vision for God’s kingdom is vast, too much for one person to see. But we can dream, like Joseph did. We can explore, like the people of Marquesas Island did. We can persist, like the teenager that kept inviting my friend Joe.

          In the very next chapter of Hebrews, the writer sums up the reason that we keep coming back. He says this: “Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith.”

         It is for us, each of us as individuals and all of us as the body of Christ, to pass it forward, to extend the vision. If it means from time to time that we must liv as foreigners, strangers and exiles in our own land, so be it. We will be in good company. If you have eyes to see, and ears to hear, he will give you the legs for the journey.

Are You In The Race?

1 Corinthians 9: 26, 27

 

 

          In the last week, I have been to three memorial services for people who have died. I watched people parade by and shake hands and pay their respects. In many ways, it was wonderful to see how many people had been touched. In other ways more subtle, I was reminded of how many people gather at funerals and weddings and baptisms and other special days to pay their respects and then disappear from the religious scene until the next wake or High Holy Day. I was also reminded of those who come so often, but give so little of themselves and make no real change in their lives.

          Are you in the race, or are you only watching from the bleachers? Are you getting dirty and worn from the constant exposure to the dirt and grime of everyday living and giving…or are you cheering someone else on, sitting comfortably at a distance? Do you have, as they say, skin in the game?

          The apostle Paul compared the Christian life more than once to athletic contests. Some of his favorite comparisons were that of life and commitment to the lives of dedicated athletes such as boxers and runners. In 2 Timothy 2, he talks about ethics and obedience, reminding us that “an athlete is not crowned until he competes according to the rules.” In Chapter 4 of the same letter, Paul is near the end of his journey of life and he tells his protégé Timothy that he has fought the good fight, that he has finished the race…that he has kept the faith. And in today’s passage, Paul talks about self-control, focus and discipline.

          The Boston marathon is probably the most prestigious race in the world. Every year, several thousand runners compete in a 26.2 mile race for the title that gives them bragging rights as the best distance runner in the world. No one would ever think one could cheat in such a race, and yet it happened. In the eighty fourth running of the Boston marathon, a woman came out of nowhere to win the women’s fastest time. Her name was Rosie Ruiz, and she tried to win the Boston marathon without running the race.

           In 1980, Rosie was the first woman to cross the finish line. Her victory assured her instant recognition as one of the world’s great athletes. It was an amazing feat; made all the more amazing by the way Rosie looked at the end. After that grueling 26 mile run, her hair still looked almost like it had just been done and she was barely out of breath. Such a model of fitness! But then, people began to notice things. Rosie’s legs were loose, not at all like those of a distance runner. No one had seen her along the race course until the last half mile. When questioned about splits and intervals, runners’ terms, she asked “what’s an interval?”  A few days later, two men came forward to report that they had seen her come out of the crowd to enter the race in the last mile. Some others reported seeing her on the subway during the race in her runner’s uniform. A week later, Rosie’s recognition as the winner of the Boston marathon was withdrawn.

          Rosie never admitted that she had cheated. She kept promising to run another marathon to show that her time was not a fluke. Somehow she never got around to it. As life went on, Rosie had other problems. She had some serious run-ins with the law. Rosie kept trying to take shortcuts to fame and prosperity. It never worked out. She really had no skin in the game. She wanted the benefits, but refused to do the work or take on the burdens that accompanied that kind of success.

          The apostle Paul had plenty of skin in the game. By his own account, he was beaten three times with rods, was whipped five times with 40 lashes, stoned once, shipwrecked three times, was adrift at sea, suffered from exposure to extreme weather and the list goes on. Paul knew what it was to train for his event. He knew what it was to sacrifice, to be at the end of his rope and have to endure. A marathon is a lot like that. Some say that one never completely recovers physically from the running of such a race. Paul had the marks of his Christianity. They were on his back!

          I stand here in front of you week after week, month after month, in fear. Have I prepared enough? Are my words enough? Is my voice strong enough? Enough for what? To represent my Savior! What if I get it wrong? What will happen to those who came to hear, to worship, to pray, even to be healed? The most important answer is that I will never have the innate ability to deliver on any of these what ifs. No one else short of Jesus himself does. But one question lingers and will always beg for an answer. Am I running the race? Am I fighting the good fight? Am I keeping the faith? Such matters demand undivided loyalty, unmatched discipline and unflinching obedience. If I and you can measure to that standard, our reward will not just be a laurel wreath of victory. It will be a crown of unmerited grace! God doesn't ask that you win the race. He just wants you to be in the race. And if you're in the race, God will see to it that you're victorious. 

          Although our Lord is the very definition of giving, of sacrifice, of self-sacrificing love, he is not someone to be mocked. The churches of all faiths today are populated partially with people like Rosie, people who come to church every Sunday. They smile; they gather with others, they participate, but only to a point. They are not invested. They have no skin in the game. Eugene Peterson describes such people as those “who want to get in on the finish line but who cleverly arrange not to run the race.” Look behind their Sunday morning rituals and you will find little else.

          You see, God is simple, but he is not easy. He doesn’t force anyone to come along, but he doesn’t accept anyone who is insincere. With God, sooner or later, you’re going to have to ante up. He will take you where you don’t want to go, send you to do things untasteful, even make you do something as simple as washing the dirt and dust of the day off someone’s feet. Walking with God is not for those who get in a marathon the last half mile. It’s for those who are real, and bring real commitment.

          It takes discipline to run on God’s team. You don’t have enough stamina if you try to do it by yourself. But God does not require that. What God requires is summed up well in today’s passage. Paul says this: “So run that you may obtain it [the prize]. Every athlete exercises self-control in all things. They do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we are imperishable. So I do not run aimlessly; I do not box as one beating the air. But I discipline my body and keep it under control…”

          God wants us on the team. He wants us in the race, but only if we give him all we have. To come to church and do nothing else before or after is to enter the race at the finish line, where everyone is lined up to see the victor. It looks convincing, but those who watch are not the judge.

          Are you in the race? Will you run for God…or for yourself? Will you believe, not when people all around you say a manifold amen, but when the times get tough. Will you shake your fist at God, or will you pray through the loneliness and the anger and the pain? Will you drop in, or will you roll up your sleeves and stick around through the doubt and the despair? One way leads to temporary pleasure and recognition. God’s way, running the whole race…leads to his grace. And his grace is sufficient!