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Echoes (of the Word)

Now after he rose early on the first day of the week, he appeared first to Mary Magdalene, from whom he had cast out seven demons. She went out and told those who had been with him, while they were mourning and weeping. But when they heard that he was alive and had been seen by her, they would not believe it.  ~Mark 16:9-11

Easter is a time of joy and a time when we celebrate Jesus conquering death and rising from the dead. It is a time for families to get together, to wear new “Easter” clothes, and get candy.

Now that Easter Sunday is over are our lives any different? Now that we have spent the last 40 days waiting and preparing for Easter, are we changed, or do we just continue with our lives like nothing happened?

Often when we think of the Easter story, we have this idea that once Jesus revealed himself to the women at the tomb, the word quickly spread. We think the disciples all believed the good news of Jesus rising from the dead - except for doubting Thomas, who doubted until he felt the very wounds in Jesus’s hands and side. Despite what tradition might have us believe, that wasn’t the case.

In Mark’s account of the resurrection, Mary Magdalene goes and tells the disciples what she has seen, but they don’t believe her. Then Jesus appeared to two unnamed followers. After this encounter, they went and told the eleven disciples, and yet the disciples still didn’t believe. For some, days and even weeks went by, but they still didn’t understand the magnitude of Easter. After Jesus was buried, some hid out of fear. Others went back to work, doing what they did before they followed Jesus as if the last three years hadn’t changed their lives forever.   

Sometimes I feel that, as Christians, we want to be like Mary in the Easter story. We want to go out on Easter morning and tell everyone about Jesus rising from the dead. We take photos and post on social media that “Christ has Risen.” Despite wanting to be like Mary, or even feeling like Mary for a day, when Monday comes we find ourselves being more like the eleven than we are like Mary. Our lives go back to the things we know. We default to what makes us comfortable, and things are not really any different. However, when Jesus showed up in the upper room after his death to reveal himself to the disciples, he gave them the life-changing gift of the Holy Spirit, and they were never the same.

What if this Easter, instead of just falling back into our normal, everyday routines, we make space for the Holy Spirit to work in our lives? I encourage you to invite the Holy Spirit to guide you as we live into the hope and joy that is Easter.

 

A Word from General Assembly: Different Ways to Be Prophetic

As I write I'm in Detroit for the 221st General Assembly ("GA") of the Presbyterian Church (USA). This is a biannual gathering of elected pastors and elders, plus many others, when the denomination tends to issues with national and international implications. I've been to a handful of assemblies in recent years, even though I haven't had any official role since I was elected a "seminary-student advisory delegate" in 1983. Going now and then has been a good way to stay in touch, get a pulse of the national conversation, be inspired, become frustrated, get bored, be fascinated, be humbled, and more. I also get fodder now and then for sermons (or blog posts). 

In the midst of all of our wrestling and arguing, in between all our position taking, alongside the occasional outburst of anxiety or anger, every now and then the Holy Spirit seems to blow through for a moment. Maybe she comes in a sermon, a song, an encounter, or an innocent word from someone unschooled in the politics of it all. 

I tend to move back and forth between committees dealing with the hot button issues—usually the ones that the media are covering and that members of the church might ask about when I get home. I want to be able to interpret those proceedings, not leaving my congregation to only press reports, commentaries from advocacy groups, or rumors heard in the street.

When sitting in on a committee hearing for one of the hottest of the hot button issues this year, as folks gave articulate and passionate arguments on both sides of the issue (there are usually more than two sides of an issue, but on this day there seemed two), I heard various members of the committee speak. The rest of us were just watching. There was a period of open conversation at one point that allowed conversation to get a bit more personal, and folks gave some impassioned pleas for support for their beliefs. Alongside some talk of substance of the issue, a lot of the talk was about perception. It was about how folks outside the denomination would perceive decisions made. It was about the media, about other advocacy groups, about impact on our evangelism. It was about making decisions on that basis. The concern has some merit.   

At one point a young man raised his hand. The chair eventually called on him. He gave his name and said he was an appointed committee member (called a commissioner) from a presbytery in northern Michigan. He then gave his comment. He began: 

Over these past two days I feel like I've been on a swing. I didn't come with my mind made up. I've heard passionate and strong feelings on both sides. I've changed my own mind several times. And today, at least right now, I still don't know how I feel or how I will vote. But I do know that I won't make my decision out of fear. I won't let fear of the media or fear of how other groups will respond to what they think I've done sway me. I don't think we should decide from that kind of fear. I think we should decide from faith. Jesus tells us to not fear. I want to follow him and trust him. I don't know how I'll finally vote, but I do know this. And I know that this is how I want to decide. I want to decide with faith, and not with fear.  

As I wrote a minute ago:

 In the midst of all of our wrestling and arguing, in between all our position taking, alongside the occasional outburst of anxiety or anger, every now I then the Holy Spirit seems to blow through for a moment. Maybe she comes in a sermon, a song, an encounter, or an innocent word from someone unschooled in the politics of it all.

That's what I heard. 

Refocusing on the Awe of God

Monday began our first day of Vacation Bible School here at Pinnacle. The theme this year is Workshop of Wonders, and the children are learning about amazing things God does in science, games, crafts, music, and of course, Bible stories. The energy is palpable as the kids rush from one thing to the next, and you can feel the Spirit is moving. 

Each day the kids learn a different aspect about God. Monday was Imagine with God where they learned that God has a great imagination and He gives us an imagination to do awesome things. On Tuesday, they learned about Ezra and his challenges to build the temple while they Build with God. Wednesday, they will Grow with God as they learn about the tiny faith of a mustard seed. Thursday is Work with God, where they learn about the work of Jesus’ miracles, like the feeding of the 5,000. Finally, on Friday, they will Walk with God on the Emmaus Road. 

The days are full. We are all exhausted by the end of three hours of excitement, and yet the exhaustion does not overcome the energy. There is something moving this week across our campus. Something that can’t be explained by high-energy music and games, captivating Bible stories, or exciting hands-on crafts and experiments. It is something that can only be described in the same way that the disciples stood that day in the upper room on Pentecost - with the Holy Spirit’s fire filling each of them.

Pentecost is the day when the Holy Spirit moved across Jerusalem awakening people to faith. The Holy Spirit was a gift that was promised by Jesus so that God’s people could always communicate with God. Suddenly everyone could understand each other even though they spoke different languages. The people were confused by the loud sounds of wind and the fire shaped like tongues sitting on the peoples’ heads. 

Too often we forget that we all walk around with fire resting on our heads because of all that is going on in our daily lives. Stress, work, family struggles, adventures, and challenges all seem to try to put out the fire within us. That is why weeks like Vacation Bible School are so important; because they remind us that the Holy Spirit’s fire dwells with us each day. It is the exhilarating feeling that God is powerful, in control and working. The challenge is learning to hold on to the mountaintop highs of weeks like VBS throughout the other 51 weeks of the year. 

Often we think the answer is getting rid of all the stuff that tries to dampen our fire. But there is no way to ignore the challenges of life that pile up, because doing so would only make it worse. The only way to keep seeing the fire of the Holy Spirit with us is to do what the VBS experience does, which is to help us refocus our energies on what is really important…being in awe of God. 

The Holy Spirit is with us each day and does amazing things - guiding us through decisions, teaching us about faith, walking with us through struggles. But to continue to be in awe we have to be willing to look for it and to ask for it. 

We can do this in many ways, but I have two recommendations to try. First we have to try to be aware of the small, medium and big ways that the Holy Spirit is present…where have you seen the Spirit today? Did you see the Spirit at work when you were talking with a coworker, or in the hospital as you sat with your loved one? Did you see the Spirit in the car on the way to and from work, or maybe the Spirit spoke to you though your children? The Holy Spirit was working today - look for it.

Secondly, the Holy Spirit responds to our prayers to God. When we pray, God responds in some way. It isn’t always the answer we want and it isn’t always in the timing we want. But the Holy Spirit is with us in that answer. What have you been praying for? Where has the Holy Spirit shown you answers?

I pray the Holy Spirit awakens you today!