In Christ, we are one

 Galatians 3:1-9, 23-29

            “There is no longer Jew or Greek,” says Paul, “There is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.”

            Funny, because it looks like there still are those things to me. I still see different nationalities—not just Jews and Greeks, but Chinese and Indonesian and Pakistani, Sudanese and Romanian and Peruvian; Native American and Caucasian; white and black. I still see those things, so I’m guessing you do too. I also see slaves and free people. 30 million people in the world today are slaves according to the Walk Free Foundation. Around 60,000 people in the United States of America today are slaves, mostly in the sex trade. 60,000 people in the USA… 14 million in India… 4% of the population in Mauritania. Slavery is not just history; it is the present. Then there is this matter of male and female. We all see that—we all experience sex and gender in different ways—but nobody is suggesting it isn’t real. Nobody, except Paul.

            So what gives?

            Paul is clearly making a theological point that in Christ there is no distinction. No woman or man is lower for being created one way or another; no slave is lower for being a slave; no person is excluded from the promise of salvation because of their nationality—or because of anything thrust upon them beyond their control. This is a fascinating and revolutionary statement that would not have been obvious to many in that day. Jews were heirs to a promise by virtue of being born into it. Men were given all manner of property rights over women by virtue of being men. Paul wasn’t necessarily arguing against that, but he was suggesting, one way or another, that ultimately none of it matters in the kingdom of God.

            Therefore, the big question—in a world where our reality does not match God’s reality—is how do we respond? What kind of life do we live knowing that God sees this world profoundly different than we see it?

Grace and graduation

Galatians 1:13-17, 2:11-21

            I really don’t like preaching on Paul’s writings. Paul’s words, in spite of being the foundation of much of our theology, are tough to parse, so I’m stuck in the role of Paul’s translator and I don’t much like it. For example, in Galatians today Paul says, “I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but it is Christ who lives in me.” And Paul says, “If justification comes through the law, then Christ died for nothing.” And we say, “Oh yes, Paul. Give us another!” Something about grace and faith; something about the law serving a purpose but salvation is through Christ, etc, etc. There is more Paul in the Lutheran Confessions than anything short of the Gospels, but just because this is what the church confesses doesn’t mean it’s easy. Instead, I find that it leaves people asking: But now what?

            That’s the problem. I basically have one sermon in me and it centers of grace. I preach on grace pretty much every Sunday and some of you buy half into it 99% of the time, others of you buy into it fully about half of the time; still others have no idea why any of this matters and you are waiting for me to reference some cultural marker you can relate to so you can perk up. Nothing is more offensive than grace because feels like I might be saying “None of this matters!” And that’s what we’re afraid of after all—that none of this does matter. So when the pastor stands up and proclaims not expensive grace, and not cheap grace, but free grace—grace that is yours free of charge, no acceptance necessary—well, that sounds like a free pass to meaninglessness paved on a road of anything-goes. Just the kind of thing we want to be telling our graduates, right? Anything goes?

What do we do with this grace?

            For graduates it comes in the following questions I’m sure you have heard once or twice recently. “So, what are you doing next year?” “So, where are you going to school?” “So, what kind of work are you doing?”

            Now what?

Grace first, potluck second

Acts 15:1-18

What rules should stay and which can be changed?

Isn’t that a fantastic, 21^st century question? Well, it was also a first century question and a second century question… a third century question… a fourth… a fifth. Actually, it’s an every time question, especially as it pertains to faith. The church is, as the Reformation taught us, semper reformata—always reforming. The question is, as always: Which parts?

            Is it necessary that I preach from the pulpit? Most of you maybe don’t care. But at what point in the aisle does it become a little too Pentecostal? Where’s the point where I’ve taken it a little too far?

It’s an interesting question.

Or how about what we teach in the church? How about Confirmation? Most of our ideas about what Confirmation should look like have their roots in what Confirmation was for us. So, how do we take what Confirmation was for us and make it something that works today?

We can do this for everything we do as a church: Rules about communion… about who can serve in leadership roles… who can get ordained. It goes on and on.

Whatever your opinions about these things you have all seen these practices change in the last twenty or thirty or fifty years, and many other practices have followed in a similar vein.

The early church had even more dramatic shifts. For the first time, in today’s reading, they decide that Gentiles—uncircumcized, non-Jewish people—were able to be part of the church. This is revolutionary because they are saying that the thing that united the people—their Jewish faith, culture, and ethnicity—was now not the only way to be part of a shared faith. If Greeks could be part of the church then Lord only knows who else could be? Romans… Africans… people from the east. This is crazy stuff; it’s a giant change in the practices of the church. But Peter persists: Salvation is by grace, not ethnic heritage.

Ethnic heritage questions have not gone away in the last two millennia. Our churches still claim certain heritages. The real question is: At what point does our celebrating of our heritage constitute exclusion of others who don’t share that heritage? It might seem odd to you, but most people in the world don’t go out of their way for lefse bakes… or know what lefse is, for that matter. I was reminded of this when I typed “lefse” in Microsoft Word and it put that squiggly red line underneath, telling me it wasn’t in the dictionary. People don’t know what this stuff is. Now, I’m not saying it’s a problem to make lefse… or celebrate St. Lucia Day… or whatever ethnic festival is important to you—not in itself—but Peter, Paul, and Barnabus remind us to be aware of all the ways we subtly exclude by suggesting that who we are ethnically is more important than the faith we share.

A few weeks ago I asked our Confirmation students to brainstorm and highlight the things that make Lutherans Lutheran. Their answer? The one thing they could agree on was church-defining for Lutherans: potluck.

I'm probably not Philip (and you're probably not the eunuch)

 Acts 8:26-39

Philip and Ethiopian eunuch poses some interesting questions. For one, I think every pastor likes to imagine that all of you are the eunuch, happily reading Isaiah, waiting for someone like me to come along and help you interpret it. Then, undoubtedly, you will be so moved by my interpretation that you will ask to be baptized, or recommit to your faith, or go to Synod Assembly. I don’t know. Something like that.

            Real life is a little more complicated. You may or may not share much in common at all with that eunuch. Pastors love to imagine that every person in the pews is dying to hear our interpretations of scripture, but, again shockingly, that’s not always the case. Then, there is this tendency of pastors, like myself, to believe that since you aren’t as interested in certain things as me you are probably lukewarm in your faith, apathetic—whatever you want to call it—and we tend to think this even though faith is experienced and practiced in many ways and some of you are on a very different road of faith than others. Some of you just feel pulled to be part of something and you don’t understand how or why, and if somebody asks you’ll assume your reasons aren’t very good.

            Pastors like to imagine—because we like to see ourselves as Philip—that there’s something wrong with you if you are like this; that you should be more like the eunuch; that it’s our job to make you more like the eunuch, and if we just deliver that perfect sermon you’ll be roused to stand up and your life will be changed for the better. If we do our mandatory visiting of you—because we all know the Spirit works most effectively through spreadsheets that tell us who we need to see these days—then, of course, you will be strengthened in your faith. Because I’m Philip; you’re the eunuch. Obviously.

            Or… maybe not.