Monday, April 10, 2023
Easter Sunday Sermon in Wrocław, Poland
Saturday, April 8, 2023
No Christian Faith Without Resurrection
There is no Christian faith without the Resurrection.
Thursday, April 6, 2023
Triumphal Entry Sermon, 2023 in Poland
This was my first time preaching in Russian again in about 15 months, after getting "stuck" in America due to the war in Ukraine. I was in countless pulpits in the USA from March to December 2022, but not speaking in Russian. I delivered this sermon at the Baptist church here in Wrocław Poland where I have now been, as of this date, one day shy of a full month.
Revelation 6:10 They cried out with a loud voice, "O Sovereign Lord, holy and true, how long before you will judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?
MUGGING
People have asked me what differences I notice between American culture and other cultures, or what changes I notice in American culture after spending years at a time away.
A major quirk of American culture--one I've observed evolving, really, even since my 20s--is the extent to which we "mug." We mug obsessively, absurdly.
We have become addicted, generally as a socioculture (not everyone, of course), to cartoonishly over-selling with all kinds of facial contortions and inflectional gymnastics whatever it is we're saying, no matter how mundane, quotidien or innocuous (punctuated with "like" as many times as it takes to convey, "But I don't mean it EXACTLY, only 'like kinda sorta,' just in case you think I'm coming on too strong"), often at a frenetically frequent shifting pace--as if a single sentence of, say, 25 words could contain five major and distinctly different emotional peak experiences. (No, life doesn't work that way, no matter how "Hollywood" you wish it was.)
Often there is this weird, to-the-side glance accompanying it, as if looking to some invisible advocate standing nearby to help get through it, like eye-whispering to an invisible friend, "Can you believe I have to go through this?"
All of this seems, to me, to proceed from a vast collective insecurity (read, FEAR) that we are going to be misinterpreted and there's going to be a traumatic explosion of some kind if we're taken wrong. The mugging has a deeply apologetic, obsequious edge to it, even a creepily cowering physical attitude attached to it, as if the person is begging forgiveness in advance for even existing.
More and more I see a corrosive, pernicious FEAR warping American powers of communication into something cartoonish, infantile, stunted. Worst of all, when adults no longer know any other way to express themselves and model nothing but this to their children, there is little hope of the children's ever breaking out of and beyond it.
Part and parcel of this, I'm utterly convinced, is our nearly complete loss of faith in the meaning of words. So we try to compensate with emoting, mugging, resorting to a virtual "sign languge of the face," as if to say, "You don't have to hear a word I'm saying, just look at me."
Perhaps the greatest fear of all is fear of precisely the mundane, quotidien and innocuous, the terror of finding one's own life is mundane, quotidien and innocuous. And so, like the characters in Alice's Wonderland racing to stay in the same place, people frenetically over-act their way through life's most generic communications scrambling to out-race the "quiet desperation" Thoreau spoke of. That's a race no one wins. Ever. Unless it's won by stopping and embracing the silence and solitude of one's terrifying, ostensible obscurity. The obscurity is both real and ostensible. The first must be embraced in order to uncover the meaning of the second.
Monday, February 13, 2023
Does Time Exist?
(Something I posted on Facebook, about "Time")
Time. Does it exist? Well yes, of course it does."Time" is the word we apply to a manifestly self-evident reality, a part of God's creation. Once I was five, now I'm sixty-five. That change is fact. Our sequential experience of...experiences, our memory of them (the past) and our anticipation of them (the future) is all what we neatly tie up in a handy definition: "Time."
Which is not to say, however, that everything we suppose Time to be is accurate or real. There might be things that we think Time is, which it isn't at all--which aren't "there." So in that sense it would be legitimate to say that "Time"...at least what you always assumed Time was...doesn't exist.
The pop-science-fiction notion of a "time tunnel" (fancifully depicted sometimes as a long corridor with doors lining both sides) is one that I am quite sure isn't really there. That kind of Time, I'm convinced doesn't exist. There is no "back there" you could do a U-turn and go back to, no matter what sort of time machine you try to devise. No machine can ever be ingenious enough to transport you to a place that doesn't exist. There is no corridor, no doors behind which the two-year old you or the twenty-year-old you, and all the people you knew then, are hiding, and if you could only open that door you could live that day again. No, there's no time tunnel with swirling, psychedelic wallpaper. It doesn't exist, not that kind of "Time." There's no "back there" to go back to.
Nor is there any "up ahead" to travel forward to, at least in any other time machine than the one you and I are riding right now--it's called life and it's transporting us into the "future" absolutely every moment. Of course, "the future" never ever gets here. The only thing that ever "gets here" is...Now, since Now is all we ever live in.
Time is only ever measured, perceived, quantified, by change. I think that's because, ultimately, time IS change and change IS time. Time doesn't propel us forward to some presumed point farther down a putative corridor, as much as the unrelenting morphing of space (in the "space-time" synergy that includes all matter) creates, actually IS, "time," i.e, the sequence of change, motion, development to which we give the name "time."
So where is the five-year-old me? Well, right here of course, writing this post. I am what the five-year-old me became. That becoming is the phenomenon we register as time. There's no other five-year-old me somewhere "back there," because no "back there" co-exists with Now at different points along the tunnel, since there's no tunnel. There's only now--"Now" generating the change we call "Time."
It's kind of like the image of a balloon being inflated. It only inflates by being one and the same balloon, and its state at any moment is the sum of all the states through which it has developed. It's not five or twenty or a million different balloons all scattered along a time continuum, since the whole balloon is right here, right now. If it weren't...there would be no time. If there were no motion, no change, no unfolding or development in matter (and the space defined by matter), there would be no time. No one, after all, has ever identified or located a thing called "Time" in isolation from space and matter. No one's ever found the "tunnel," because, I feel sure, it isn't there at all.
(To this a friend wrote asking "What about eternity?" and the popular notion that the Bible reveals tim itself will finally cease to exist. I replied....)
As for eternity, no, I see no biblical foundation for the idea that there is no time in eternity. Time is a function of created reality, of movement and development, of limitation--and we will always be limited, since to be unlimited is to be God. There is a single verse in Revelation that is used as justification for the idea that time will stop existing, and that's where the text says "there will be no time," but that verse is not pointing to the cessation of time itself; it means there will be not time FOR certain things. Just like I would tell someone, "I'm sorry, there's no time" (e.g., for a conversation after lectures, because I must rush to the dentist).
(The friend further wrote that, understanding my last reply, there still remained the question of what, then would be the gauge by which time would be measured in the absence of the heavenly bodies, as the book of Revelation says "There will be no sun there." I replied....)
But there will be movement, change, growth, progression. And space. For something to move from one place to another, or develop from one state to another, requires time (we know it does because we have to wait!). Even in our present universe, our solar system's star that we call "the sun," isn't of course the only sun with planets orbiting it. Or even in our own solar system, Earth isn't the only planet orbiting our sun. Other planets orbit our sun at different rates, and, also, they revolve at different rates. So even in our own solar system, not even to speak of other systems throughout the universe, the measurement of time is relative. There is no "day" or "month" or "year" on, say, Venus the same as our "day," "month" or "year." The constant factor throughout all creation, however, is "time" understood as the present moment embodying all change and motion and "becoming" that has ever taken place.
(My friend replied that, yes, time measurements, or rather their standards, in the given order of creation are relative, but the question is still, what would be the gauge or standard in the eternal kingdom. I replied....)
God.
Perhaps that is the deeper meaning concealed in the revelation that there will be no sun. Not simply as a source of light, but as the orientation of all reality and its movements.
We, as created beings, contingent, finite, dependent, will eternally be in movement toward the Creator. In movement toward His creative love, wisdom and purpose which will be expressing themselves through us. Movement is time. Becoming is time.
(And, finally, I added this contemplation....)
At first glance, my thoughts might strike some as a bunch of mystical gobbledygook, but that's only because we are so inured to our fantastic, actually preposterous fairy tales about time tunnels (entertaining as they can be), and useless (if, again, entertaining) theorizing about things like, what would happen if you went back in time and killed your own grandfather. Talk about gobbledygook! What I'm talking about is infinitely simpler and manifestly based in simple reality. Here we are. Everything that has ever been has grown into everything that's here right now. There's no time tunnel, no hall full of doors to visit. This is it. Everything you see and do and are right now is "Time" in action. You're producing it as much as it produces you.
Again at first glance, some might think that such a view of reality would tend to divorce one from the past, from its lessons, from respect for our forebears, even from faith since faith depends on what God has done in the past. "If there's no Time Tunnel, then there's no Back There, so there's no Past, so the Past doesn't matter, if that's so!" No, not at all. It only takes a moment's further reflection to see how perfectly wrong that is. On my view, the past is infinitely nearer and intrinsic to everything we are now because, in fact, it's all here now, in us--we are nothing but everything that has been, now here at this moment of everything's continual becoming. Yes, that brings us, to my thinking, FAR closer to the past. It's as near as our every thought and breath, it makes who and what we are right now. That's sure a lot closer than some fictitious past hidden away in other rooms back there in the corridor.
Wednesday, January 4, 2023
#Freedom-of-the-Press
The constitutionally protected "freedom of the press" is simply the "freedom of speech." Nothing more or less.
Monday, June 20, 2022
ROMANS 8:28-39
This was my half of a joint sermon delivered on Romans 8:28-39 at East Side Grace Brethren Church in Blacklick Ohio on Sunday June 12, 2022. My oldest, dearest Ukrainian friend Vladimir Gorbenko delivered the other half of the sermon. I'm sorry I can only share my half here!
God For Us: the Heart of the Gospel
8:28 -- WHY do we like this verse so much?
'Cause it tells us, in a sense, "Everything's gonna be okay," and that's music to our ears.
We naturally long to know that everything will ultimately work out fine--even better if it's gonna work out GREAT.
And I'm not fixing to tell you that Romans 8:28 doesn't tell us that.
It does.
Amen. Go in peace.
😏
But of course there's more....
Imagine you're an intrepid explorer (for some reason they're always "intrepid", aren't they), like, say, a Marco Polo. Off you go on a harrowing journey through wild lands full of fearsome mysteries and unimaginable hazards, enough to write a whole book about even without getting to your destination! But then you get to the fabled mountain you've been seeking, and you can't believe it, you're really there. You scale this mountain, aching with anticipation for the moment you'll stand up there on the summit and look down from its magnificent heights, exulting in triumph. But surprise! You reach the top, and it's not the summit at all but the threshold of a still greater one ahead. You're stunned; you never imagined there could be anything higher still. But, remember, you're "intrepid," so with a deep breath you pull yourself together and plow on, clambering your way up this new mountainside to find what lies on the other side. But when you get to the top of that one, the summit beyond the summit, surprise again: there is no other side, it's a not a mountain peak at all but a whole new country stretching out as far as you can see, beautiful beyond all your earthly experience, bursting with color, life and vibrancy you never thought possible. A world of new adventures where you were expecting nothing more than the end of your adventure. But this is no ending, it's a beginning that will never end, a place where, yes, sure, "everything's gonna be okay"--but so much more than "okay."
This is the pattern I see in Romans. From chapters 1-7 Paul leads us on the harrowing trek through the historical realities of human sin and spiritual devastation, the awfulness of divine wrath, the hopelessness of the flesh, and the unthinkable (but magnificent) price it finally demanded of God Himself to salvage us, drag us out of that pit, save us. And that alone would be enough of a story. The apostle has made his point: we got ourselves into a nightmare and God extracted us from it, praised be the name of the Lord, amen and go in peace. Paul could have signed off Romans at the end of chapter 7 and, frankly, that would have been more than enough for us to run with, more than we deserved. But no, after the arduous trek across wild, dangerous lands we reach a mountain and its dreamed-of glorious summit, and with a fresh surge of adrenalin we scramble up its side to get the view from there. That's chapter 8.
At the start of chapter 8, our expeditionary guide Paul announces, "THEREFORE NOW...there is no condemnation to us who are in Christ Jesus." The funny thing about "therefore" the way Paul says it here is, it doesn't really flow out of anything. 9 times out of 10, including in the Bible, when anyone says "therefore" it comes right out of something they just said, like "It's raining; therefore we won't have a picnic." Not this time, though! This time it's a "therefore" that seems to come out of nowhere, not obviously connected to anything. But of course it does come from somewhere: it comes out of the whole seven chapters Paul just wrote; it comes out of the who-o-ole HISTORY OF THE WORLD and the unstoppable juggernaut of redemption coursing through history at God's sovereign will and grace. So when Paul says, "Therefore now" in Romans 8:1, he's saying, "Because of ALL THAT, we're NOW, therefore, in a new world. Because it was ALWAYS GOD'S HEART to GET us here, it's happened—we ARE here, children of God. Can you believe it?"
You know, God doesn't change, but history does. Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever, but we're not, nor are the times we live in. The prophets of old longed to see our day, but we see it. Things have changed. It wasn't always possible to say, "Therefore there is now no condemnation;" but now it is, because the words after it have materialized: "...to those who are in Christ Jesus." It's HAPPENED. We're there. Hallelujah.
And that's the first summit, the mountain peak that turns out not to be the final peak at all but the threshold to a still higher summit. Our expeditionary guide Paul leads us on through chapter 8 to a mysterious mountaintop still looming ahead, and after another scramble up that second mountainside, we reach 8:28, expecting again to come to a peak where we can peer down deep into valleys we came up from but, surprise, surprise, we're gazing instead into a magnificent new country stretching endlessly before us: "And we know that in ALL THINGS God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."
Those "who have been called according to his purpose" in 8:28 are "those who are in Christ Jesus" in 8:1. And the God in 8:28, intricately, impenetrably coordinating and orchestrating, moving behind and underneath and through ALL THINGS--yes, all things, everything that happens and ever has happened, including all the things that are terrible and awful and painful--the God relentlessly operating to finally bring His cherished children whole and hearty into the never-ending country of Christ, that is the God of Romans 8:1 Who stood there with open arms at the first summit, the threshold of glory, announcing, "We've arrived, children, we're there: here in My Son, because of what I have wrought in Him, there is now therefore no condemnation to you." In 8:28 "And we KNOW" elevates "Therefore NOW" from 8:1 to a whole new level, to that second peak and summit that turns out, to our stunned amazement, to be the entrance to a never-ending country.
The same God Who proved that no matter what anything ever looked like in the whole past history of the world He was always driving the project of His grace forward, this is the God we can now KNOW will keep on doing precisely that. For how long? Forever and ever. He's the God Who's eternally for us, as it was always in the divine heart to be, no matter what things we still have to go through, still have to suffer. And how do we know? Because He proved it by surrendering His Son to get us into His mountaintop country, His forever kingdom—so it's inconceivable He could ever do otherwise or be different than that. That's the whole point of this glorious, getting-acquainted ramble our expeditionary guide Paul takes us on, just a little ways into this mountaintop country, from 8:28 to the rest of the chapter. Our guide says, "Look, over there, do you see it: the Father's purpose, to conform us to the very image of His Son, so that forever and ever when Jesus is with you He's with family—in a way the word "family" never even compared to before. And, look, over there, gaze at God for you, turning every possible opponent or foe into utter nonsense! And, wait, what's this jewel audaciously, lavishly set by the roadside for every child of this mountaintop country to embrace: it's the love of Christ that can never be ripped or torn away from you!"
Like I said at the beginning, there's more, always much more. Now (8:1) "there is no condemnation"—and that would already be enough, and a good deal more than we deserve; but now (8:28) we KNOW, too, here on the upper summit, that just as God DID work in all things, through all history, to get us HERE, He goes ON "working in all things" to get us THERE—and that too would already be enough and a good deal more than we deserve. But as we gaze out at the endless horizons that the Father has unveiled through the Son, it only gets better, if such a thing can be imagined. ALL THINGS that we and all human history have come through, the Father steered and channeled into the Son's transcendent triumph over sin, death and condemnation. That's the glorious mountain peak of 8:1. And then, (8:28) ALL THINGS that you and I ARE going through now, the Father keeps on steering and channeling into the blessedness predestined to us in the same Son. And THEN, as we gaze into the endless mountaintop world stretching out before us, the reality dawns that ALL THINGS in heaven and earth, visible and invisible, mighty and meek, good or evil, ultimately fall in submission, or defeat, before the same Son's all-conquering love that holds us in its invincible grip and, yes, makes us, too, as if we deserved it, super-excellingly conquerors over ALL THINGS in union with the Son.
THAT, brothers and sisters, is what "all things" lead to—"all things," whatever they were, whatever they are, and whatever they will be—because they will never overcome the all-conquering love of the Risen Son, Christ Jesus, who IS "God for us," who IS the love of God at the heart of the Gospel.