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NRS Matthew 28:18 And Jesus came and said to them, "All
authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19 Go
therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the
Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20 and teaching them
to obey everything that I have commanded you. And remember, I am with you
always, to the end of the age."
There
once was a little boy who wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to
where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of root
beer and he started his journey. When he had gone about three blocks, he met an
old woman. She was sitting in the park just staring at some pigeons. The boy
sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from
his root beer when he noticed that the old lady looked hungry, so he offered
her a Twinkie. She gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. Her smile was so
pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a root beer. Once
again she smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon
eating and smiling, but they never said a word. As it grew dark, the boy
realized how tired he was and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more
than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the old woman and gave her a
hug. She gave him her biggest smile ever. When the boy opened the door to his
own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on
his face. She asked him, "What did you do today that made you so
happy?" He replied, "I had lunch with God." But before his
mother could respond, he added, "You know what? She's got the most
beautiful smile I've ever seen!" Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant
with joy, returned to her home. Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her
face and he asked, "Mother, what did you do today that made you so
happy?" She replied, "I ate Twinkies in the park with God." But
before her son responded, she added, "You know, he's much younger than I
expected."
We need to join Christ where Christ is working. Henry Blackaby
teaches that God is already working in the world around us and we need to open
our senses to that work and join in. It means that we begin to focus our lives
on service to others and giving generously. One thing I will say for this
church is that when there is a need, this church can give generously. But it
means that as a disciple that I am prepared to give of my time and my money
where God is already working in the world. Disciples tithe! Disciples sacrifice!
To be a disciple means that when given the choice between attending an
important function in the church or some social activity that the church event
is attended. It means that when given the choice of doing what I want to do
versus what God wants me to do, God wins out every single time.
So what does joining
Jesus really mean? It means living a
life that is attuned to where Jesus is already working and allowing our senses
to see how we can best fit into that world plan. It is a life of service as
Jesus showed us when He shed His regal robes and put on the robes of the
servant as He washed the feet of the Disciples. It is about being willing to
dig ditches for those who cannot do it on their own. It means we are to feed
the homeless when they cannot feed themselves. I was in awe of the work of
Martha’s Table to prepare 5,555 sandwiches that went into Washington to do just
that. It is to realize where Jesus would be if He were here among us and to be
in those places. Jesus would not be at
the places where we are most comfortable, He would be in the places where
the marginalized are living, where the downtrodden are seeking answers, in the
prisons and in the streets with the homeless. He would be in the bars with the alcoholics
and addicts trying to lift them up and restore them to relationship. So where
should the church be?
When we begin to join Jesus we begin to open our eyes to
see the world in a very different way. Did you know that the homeless are the most
invisible people in the world? They did a study where they took family members,
dressed them as homeless people and then had family members walk by them. Not a
single family member recognized the homeless who were their brothers, sisters,
husbands and wives. Jesus is calling us to a life of service. Being a Disciple
is a life of service. It means for some that you may feel the call to mission
work and I know that many of you already do just that. It means that some of
you it may require us to come away from our comfort zones to reach out. We will
talk more about that in a few weeks when we talk about risk taking mission.
We must live a life of generosity. What that means is
that we as Disciples of Christ need to think about how we spend our money. John
Wesley would say to us, make all that you can, save all that you can and give
all that you can. What he is saying is what Jesus is saying. If wealth is your
motivation for living, then stop living. Sounds harsh? Well our lives should be
focused on providing compassion, comfort and life for those who cannot do for
themselves. A life of generosity means that we work towards tithing in our
personal lives and the church works towards at least 25 % of its income going
out to mission and benevolence, much of it locally.
Finally, I believe that every Christian, every Disciple
of Christ ought to memorize the Great Commission. It is our mission
statement given to us by Jesus. It is our marching orders that we are to
respond to. Nothing is as important in our lives as it. Jesus said Go. He wants
us to be in ministry in the church but more importantly outside the church. We
cannot win new souls to God when our harvest field is old and the nutrients
have been pulled out of it. That is why farmers let fields sit for a year every
so often to replenish the nutrients in the ground. When they don’t all they get
is dust. We must reach outside to spread the word. Jesus said make disciples of
all nations. He did not leave anyone out. Making disciples means that we are
teaching and leading by example so that others might truly see what God’s love
looks and feels like. Jesus said, Baptize in the name of the Father, Son and
Holy Spirit. He dictates to us that the Trinity is important and vital. Think
on it for a moment. Normally two is a couple and three’s a crowd. But to God,
the trinity is the perfect formation of love. Creation, redemption and
sustaining power wrapped into one in three. Baptism in this sense is not the
baptism of water but the baptism of the Holy Spirit. Paul speaks to it in his letters
and we should be aware that unless we die to self and fill ourselves with the
spirit of God, we can do nothing. And finally to teach the commandments of
Jesus to love God with all our hearts and to love our neighbors in the same
way.
Shortly after World
War II came to a close, Europe began picking
up the pieces. Much of the Old Country had been ravaged by war and was in
ruins. One of the saddest sights of all was the little orphaned children
starving in the streets of those war-torn cities. Early one chilly morning, an
American soldier was making his way back to the barracks. As he turned the
corner in his jeep, he spotted a little boy with his nose pressed to the window
of a pastry shop. Inside the cook was kneading dough for a fresh batch of doughnuts.
The hungry boy stared in silence, watching every move. The soldier pulled his
jeep to the curb, stopped, got out, and walked quietly over to where the boy
was standing. Through the steamed-up window he could see the pastries as they
were being pulled from the oven, piping hot. The boy salivated and released a
slight groan as he watched the cook place them onto the glass-enclosed counter
ever so carefully. The soldier's heart went out to the nameless orphan as he
stood beside him. “Son . . . would you like some of those?” The boy was
startled. “Oh, yes Sir, I would!” The American stepped inside and bought a
dozen doughnuts, put them in a bag, and walked back to where the boy was
standing in the foggy cold of the morning. He smiled, held out the bag, and
said simply: “Here you are.” As he turned to walk away, he felt a tug on his
coat. He looked back and heard the boy ask: “Mr . . . . Are you God?” We are
never more like God or show the nature of the love of God more than when we
give and share with others unselfishly.
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