Sunday, August 8, 2010

Trust Me!


Luke 12:32-40

1 INTRODUCTION
1.1 Federal Election in 13 days time
Since I was booked for this service today,
some one went and called a Federal Election for this month.

This changes our lives as we take personal responsibility
for choosing among those on offer to govern us for the next three years.

We come to this and other decision-making
each from our own personal perspectives, aware that there is no size fits all.

It’s good that we have our lectionary readings before us to help guide us
when we make these decisions.

1.2 The Lectionary Readings
These edited readings strangely enough fit into a pattern this week.
Psalm 50 starts appropriately with worship and sets it properly into context.

Everything we offer up to God belongs to him in the first place.

Nothing we can do in worship
can excuse us from responsibility in our relationships.

Isaiah chapter One describes a nation that has already fallen into this trap of believing that the more one puts into worship
the less one need deal with ethics and justice and compassion.

The Gospel reading from Luke reminds us that we remain accountable to God through Jesus Christ.

The famous Hebrews ch 11 shows us how we achieve this accountability.

Accountability is a timely theme, as not only do we have to vote,
it’s also tax time.

2 PREPARATION FOR DISCIPLESHIP (Luke 12:32-40)
2.1 Sustenance Living
We don’t have the time to go over all the juicy bits,
particularly as, after worship, some will be preparing to meet their fete,
and anyway, these readings feed into the Gospel, so we’ll focus there.

Last week, we looked at the Parable of the Rich Fool,
and this reading follows straight on from that.

We know how preoccupation with accumulating money
and what money can buy is the greatest distraction from getting on with life.

Here, Jesus promotes to his disciples sustenance living.
They have to travel light or they will be bogged down.

I still remember my Mother’s 2 large suitcases for going away for a weekend.
It took some years for me to unlearn that habit.
Pity my poor children who have to dispose of what I have after I have gone.
Don’t laugh, your turn will come.

This congregation, fortunately, has proved generous in many things
so I shall move on.

2.2 Tap on the shoulder
Some years ago, we were warned to be alert but not alarmed.
Jesus thought of that first.
We all know what it is like when we are expecting visitors but not sure when.

Before emails and mobile phones, even before telephones themselves,
we had even less warning.

The rich man last week had little warning,
not even enough time to think about writing his will
before that tap on the shoulder interrupted his plans.

We are possessed with the status quo of immortality,
that things will always be the same
or that they will grow and grow without end.

Those of us who have been burgled in our time
know what can happen to what we cherish when our back is turned.

3 “TRUST ME” (Heb 11:1-3, 8-16)
3.1 Something to show for our efforts
Life is not a matter of being successful but of being faithful.
That is something I wrestle with because, being human,
I am drawn into wondering what I will leave behind that is tangible.

They pulled down the hospital in which I was born,
the little church I grew up in is now too beyond repair to use,
and all my handiwork as a draftsman has all long been superseded.

I was warned that ministry is not something you can easily measure.

How many people still awake at the end of the sermon
is not necessarily a good sign.

Doubtless, in what everyone does there is that hankering
that we’d like to have something to show for our efforts.

3.2 Abraham
This is where this passage from Hebrews comes to our help.

What hits me about Abraham
is a man who had nothing really to show at all.

Everything that came to fruition was after he had passed on
so he never saw what was promised to him.

All God really said to him was, “Trust me”,
and Abraham took that risk of trusting some one whom he couldn’t see,
who wasn’t yet written about in a book (think about that one),
and who had to convince his wife that he was making the right choice.

3.3 “Who do you think you are?”
Perseverance is the word.

I have an admiration for British TV commentator Gryff Rhys Jones
who has been on our ABC TV screens recently,
particularly after he appeared on the BBC program
“Who do you think you are?”

He discovered ancestors of his who lived and died
in a 19th century poorhouse in the most Dickensian of circumstances.

I think a lot of tissues were used during that particular program.

I wonder did they often think at the time that they were miserable failures
with nothing in the future to pass on.

If only those ancestors could see that a descendant of theirs
has become internationally known
for his breezy, well produced TV documentary presentations.

Did Abraham ever think that his long journey was amounting to nothing
with even Sarah laughing behind his back at what was yet to happen?

3.4 My only sporting trophy
In my youth, I was visited by debilitating migraine headaches,
and found that taking up some sport lessened these attacks.

I joined a church hockey club
and found myself making up the final numbers
in the third senior male team in C grade, C2 to be precise.

In the words of the spin-doctors, we experienced negative improvement,
and found ourselves relegated to C3 grade, known as the basement.

One year we did so badly, we finished bottom of the ladder
so when the club met to make its presentations at the end of the year
our team felt that we didn’t deserve anything.

Lo and behold, there was a presentation,
and my mouth gaped wider when my name was called out.

The prize was a butter dish on an uninscribed silver plate.
The prize was awarded not for best player, of course,
but for being the most faithful in turning up for training.

Years later this, my only sporting trophy,
became the bread plate for Holy Communion in the Gosnells Uniting Church where I was minister.

3.5 Our leader forever
I mention this just to show that Jesus calls us not to be successful
but to be faithful.

We meant what we said.
We said what we meant.
A disciple is faithful 100%

That is our accountability to him.
It’s not what we can measure to ourselves that counts
but what measures with him, love of God and neighbour.

We are called not to be taken in by all the promises of this coming election
or to have unrealistic expectations tickled.

The real promises come from Jesus who is our leader forever.

AMEN


Monday, June 8, 2009

Long time no blog

Is it that long since I last visited this site? I hesitate to write much in case I put you to sleep.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Synod, Democrats and Stitches

Since I last wrote, I have been busy attending the 31st NSWACT Synod of the Uniting Church. We met at Canterbury besides the Racecourse but the conference centre is there in case you think we were following things running around in circles. They were four long days. I had to miss the AGM of our Australian Democrats which met at the same time of Synod. Great minds think alike especially when scheduling events. Our local Bennelong-Berowra branch has been meeting to support a good candidate for the by-election in Ryde to be held on the same day as the annual Granny Smith Festival. You'll be pleased to hear that my 5 stitches are now out from the back of my neck and my head did not fall off. It is my daughter's birthday today. She has grown somewhat since she first arrived around 3 a.m. in the same year as the Uniting Church formed, the Australian Democrats came into being, and Elvis Presley died.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Mum's 93rd Birthday

Yesterday was 26th September 2008 when I remembered my Mother's 93rd birthday. She was born on that day in 1915 when her mother was going to name her Alexander after my Grandma's younger brother who had been killed, aged 20, at Gallipoli, on 2 May 1915. Mum, however, turned out to be a girl, so she was named Betty Alexandra. Mum died on 17th July 1984, aged 68 from inoperable lung cancer due to smoking, something I gave up when I was 8 after one puff. Yes, I think I did inhale, since you ask, but never again. Would that Mum had done the same then.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Getting it in the neck

This afternoon I missed execution at the surgery. My mind called up visions of Sir Thomas More, Ann Boleyn, Catherine Howard, May Queen of Scots, K Charles I and K Louis XVI each of whom was unduly shortened in length making their further breathing more than difficult. Fortunately, my doctor had a scalpel rather than a guillotine in removing a skin cancer on the back of my neck otherwise it would have required more than the five stitches now residing there like a pet centipede.

Friday, September 19, 2008

The Return of the Blogger

I'm here.

Yes, my last entry was on 7th March 2007.
A lot of last year was taken up with being involved on the NSW Australian Democrat Campaign team for both the NSW election where we lost MLC, Dr Arthur Chesterfield-Evans, and later the Federal election where we lost our four Senators.
I was exhausted from all this commitment and didn't really have anything I wanted to blog about politics on the grounds of the Fifth Amendment.
I am not so involved this year as I was, LD!
My daughter, Joanna, visited me this morning and has made it easier for me to resume my blog.
I hope to remain in touch with you, DV!

Wednesday, March 7, 2007

THERE'S AN ELECTION COMING UP HERE

It's been a long time between blogs and the blogsite has been updated since.

The main reason for my silence here is due to my being up to my ears in our Australian Democrats Campaign for the NSW State Elections looming on Saturday, 24 March. I've been helping with lists and spreadsheets as well as delving into my hoary memory going back in the Party since about 1990 when I joined, and you know me by now that I tend not to do things by halves. However, now I do seem to need more senior naps than I used to. zzzzzz (oops).

If you'd like to examine what sort of collective beastie is the Australian Democrats leading up to this election then go to http://nsw.democrats.org.au where a beautiful website will (hopefully) display for you. If you have any queries or you'd like to help email nswdems@democrats.org.au.

Back to the saltmines.