Sermon for Green
Lake Church of Seventh-day Adventists
February 17, 2018
Texts: Proverbs 3. Joyful is the person who finds wisdom, the one who gains
understanding. . . Wisdom is a tree of life to those who embrace her; happy are those
who hold her tightly.
Proverbs 6. Take a lesson from the ants, you lazybones. Learn from their ways and
become wise! 7 Though they have no prince or governor or ruler to
make them work, 8 they labor hard all summer, gathering food for the
winter. 9 But you, lazybones, how long will you sleep? When will you
wake up? 10 A little extra sleep, a little more slumber, a little
folding of the hands to rest-- 11 then poverty will pounce on you
like a bandit; scarcity will attack you like an armed robber.
Matthew 25:1-10.
On the evening of
May 12, 1862, three Confederate navy officers left their ship in the
care of their Black crew and went ashore for the night. It was an
entirely reasonable decision. The ship was docked in Charleston
harbor. A safe place surrounded by Confederate forts. They had been
sailing with this crew for some time. The head of the crew was Robert
Smalls, a skilled coastal pilot. They had no doubt about his ability
to manage the ship in their absence. Smalls and the rest of the crew
was a slave, a loyal servant.
The officers were
correct in their evaluation of Robert Smalls' abilities. They misread
his loyalty. His loyalty was not to the supposed masters but to his
family. Robert was married. He had two kids. He knew that at any
time, his family could be ripped apart, because that was the nature
of slavery. He had been dreaming of freedom for years—for himself,
his wife, and his children. Now, he had a ship in his hands and the
skill to use it.
It was bold and
dangerous. He would be taking the ship through lines of Confederate
warships. He would sail right under the guns of Forts Jackson and
Sumpter. If he was caught, the torture and abuse he and the rest of
crew would experience is beyond description here in church. But this
was his chance. The chance he had been preparing for for years.
At two in the
morning, he directed the crew to fire up the boiler, then they pulled
away from dock. They stopped at a wharf some distance down the river
and picked up Robert's wife and sons and several other escaping
slaves then headed toward the open water beyond Forts Jackson and
Sumpter. He knew the local waters like the back of his hand. From his
close cooperation with the captain of the ship he knew all the
signals and codes used to pass various check points. No one on shore
suspected anything until he was beyond the range of the forts' guns.
He hoisted a white flag and steamed straight toward the Union
blockade where he surrendered the ship. He and his family and the
others with them were given their freedom.
One night. One
chance. And Robert and his family were free.
Another story.
Apparently completely unrelated:
I was reading in
yesterday's Seattle Times about the men's Super-G, the super grand
slalom. Norwegians have dominated the event, winning the gold for the
last four Olympics. No one could touch them. In Pyeongchang, this
week, the sixteen year Norwegian streak was broken. An Austrian,
Matthias Mayer, won gold. He was followed in second place by Beat
Feuz, of Switzerland. Feuz was only 0.13 seconds behind Mayer. The
defending Norwegian champion, Kjetil Jansrud, came in third, 0.05
seconds behind Feuz.
I have a hard time
imagining what it would be like to spend four years training and
dreaming of winning gold and then to miss it by 0.13 seconds or to
miss winning the silver 0.05 seconds. Wow. The blink of an eye. A
single wobble of a ski. If we imagine life as a series of Olympic
events, most of us might as well sit down and not even try. For most
of us, no amount of training would ever bring us to the podium to
receive a gold medal in the Grand Slalom or figure skating or cross
country skiing or speed skating. Even for the most highly trained
athletes in the world, winning Olympic gold is a rare and elusive
thing.
But fortunately life
is not like the Olympics. Life seldom comes down to a single crucial
moment. We create our lives through our habits.
If you go skiing
regularly, push yourself a bit, hang out with people who are better
than you are, over time you will become a good skier, maybe even a
great skier. There are no short cuts. On the other hand, if you put
in the time and effort, most likely you will become skillful. You
will be ready for those days when there is fresh powder on the
slopes, the sky is sunny and the temperature is just a little below
freezing.
In our Old Testament
reading we were reminded of ants.
Take a lesson from the ants, you lazybones. Learn from their ways and
become wise! Though they have no prince or governor or ruler to make
them work, they labor hard all summer, gathering food for the winter.
Right now, as I'm
preaching, at my house, the ants are busy. For several days now,
they've been scurrying about on the window sill next to our kitchen
table. I'm impressed by their busyness. I hardly ever notice one just
sitting there. They're scurrying about, looking for food I presume.
(So I make sure there is nothing to tempt them on the table or
counters.)
Watching the ants
and reading the words of our Scripture, I'm reminded of this
congregation.
The people in this
congregation continually amaze me. They are busy. If they have kids,
their kids are involved in a dizzying array of activities. If they
are older they are taking care of their parents and their neighbors
and their friends or strangers.
At work, they are
making a difference. We are holy ants.
In the creation
story in Genesis Two, Adam is instructed to work the Garden and take
care of it. Work—shaping our environment, making the world a more
just, verdant, and peaceful place—this is God's plan for our lives.
This is the path to happiness. This is what it means to be holy.
The Sabbath
commandment, which forms a key portion of our identity as a
denomination, sets Sabbath-keeping in the context of work. Work six
days, and rest one. Many of us are workaholics. And we desperately
need the stern command of God: Stop working and rest. But it is also
true that the Sabbath commandment dignifies our labor. Sabbath is
holy leisure surrounded by holy work.
A couple of weeks
ago, I talked people with various disabilities who will never ever be
able to work. God has placed these precious people in our
congregation and in our society. They are worthy of the care required
to sustain their lives. Their well-being depends on our industry, our
energy, our work. Our work is dignified and ennobled by the presence
among us of these people who depend on us.
Today, I want to
honor the energy and skill and diligence of those who work. You make
life possible for these dependent ones. You make the world go round.
Recently I was in
conversation with a young pastor. He described with warm enthusiasm
his practice of beginning every sermon with two questions: What have
you done this week to make God love you more? What have you done this
week to make God love you less? After asking these questions, he
attempt to persuade his listeners that there was nothing they could
do to make God love them more or less.
I agreed with this
preacher that God's love is overflowing and that we do not earn it.
However, I also pointed out that his questions were misleading. They
suggested that behavior should be beneath the notice of Christians.
That celebrating good behavior is inappropriate in church. But even
the Apostle Paul, with his passionate and complicated theology
eventually comes back at the end of his letters to the down-to-earth
reality of good behavior. He reminds his readers that we are called
to love our neighbors as ourselves. He even goes so far as to insist
that if someone in the church community chooses not to work, they
should be barred from the communal meals.
Religion is about
God. Yes, of course. It is also very much about human well being,
about living well. The commandments, properly understood, describe
the way of life most conducive to human thriving. Jesus' ministry of
healing showed his concern for the ordinary, down-to-earth,
nitty-gritty realities of being human.
Since that was
Jesus' way, it is also our way as the Kingdom of Jesus. We care about
the quality of life experienced by those around us.
Which brings me back
to the story of Robert Smalls, the man who sailed the steamer out of
Charleston harbor to freedom. We can think of it as wonderful good
luck. Those officers left the ship for the evening and left Smalls on
board. How lucky! Or what a blessing from heaven! But it is important
to note that Smalls had been preparing for this moment for all his
life. He had become a skilled pilot. He knew the local waters, the
channels, the shoals. He knew the ship. He knew its boiler and all
its systems. He had learned all the signals and codes used by the
captain of the ship as he moved through the various coastal defenses
and check points.
Smalls was not
merely lucky. He was ready.
The rest of his
story demonstrates his fitness for this wonderful exploit. Like
anyone who wins Olympic gold, or silver or bronze, or even qualifies
to compete, he had prepared.
The Union Navy
immediately began relying on his skill and knowledge. Fairly quickly
he was promoted to captain in the US Navy and played an important
role in a number of naval battles. After the war he was elected to
the state assembly in South Carolina and then was elected to the U.
S. House of Representatives. Robert Smalls was an ant—busy and
industrious. Self-motivated. He saved his people once. He served his
people all his life. He is a model for us.
We do not know what
opportunities and crises lie in our future. But we can cultivate
habits that lead to holiness and happiness. We are not going go to
the Olympics. But all of us are engaged in something far more noble
and important than the Olympics. We are building lives. We are
partnering with God in service.
So let us encourage
one another in doing good. Let us spur one another toward wisdom and
diligence. Let's busy ourselves in the noble work of ending oppression and setting the captives free.
We can do no less as children of the Kingdom of Heaven.
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