May 14, 2017 - 5th Sunday of Easter
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1 Peter 2:1-10
Rid
yourselves, therefore, of all malice, and all guile, insincerity, envy, and all
slander. Like
newborn infants, long for the pure, spiritual milk, so that by it you may grow
into salvation— if
indeed you have tasted that the Lord is good.
Come to him, a living stone,
though rejected by mortals yet chosen and precious in God’s sight, and into a
spiritual house, to be a holy priesthood, to offer spiritual sacrifices
acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. For it stands in scripture:
‘See, I am laying in Zion a stone,
a cornerstone chosen and precious;
and whoever believes in him will not be put to shame.’
To you then who believe, he is precious; but for those who do not believe,
‘The stone that the builders rejected
has become the very head of the corner’,
and
‘A stone that makes them stumble,
and a rock that makes them fall.’
They stumble because they disobey the word, as they were destined to do. like living stones, let
yourselves be built
‘See, I am laying in Zion a stone,
a cornerstone chosen and precious;
and whoever believes in him will not be put to shame.’
To you then who believe, he is precious; but for those who do not believe,
‘The stone that the builders rejected
has become the very head of the corner’,
and
‘A stone that makes them stumble,
and a rock that makes them fall.’
They stumble because they disobey the word, as they were destined to do.
But you are a chosen race,
a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s own people, in order that you may proclaim
the mighty acts of him who called you out of darkness into his marvellous
light.
Once you were not a people,
but now you are God’s people;
once you had not received mercy,
but now you have received mercy.
Once you were not a people,
but now you are God’s people;
once you had not received mercy,
but now you have received mercy.
Sermon: “Chosen to Proclaim”
“You are
a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s own people.”
Now
doesn’t that just feel GOOD? We’re
chosen by God. Take a moment, turn to
your neighbor, and tell them, “You are chosen by God.”
Chosen. Hand-picked by God. Do you remember playing as a child, and
having to pick teams? Oh, the horror of being
the last one picked. Standing there
awkwardly shuffling your feet, praying that someone, anyone would call your
name. The shame of being too short and being the consolation
prize for the last team to pick someone.
Or remember a time when you were going for that promotion you’d worked
so hard for, only to not be the CHOSEN one.
It’s not a good feeling.
But 1
Peter this morning tells us that we are chosen by God. We’re God’s first choice for the heavenly
dodgeball team. The first pick for a
promotion into heaven. A chosen
race. A royal priesthood. A holy nation. God’s own people. Ah. It
feels good to be chosen.
A lot of
Christians have talked about how good it feels to be God’s chosen people. Here are some examples:
“I believe that I am acting in
accordance with the will of the Almighty Creator.”
“Who says I am not under the
special protection of God?”
“But God knows he has given us an
extremely difficult, complicated mission.
I have seen his hand in history, and I see little miracles
everyday. He loves his people so much he
came to earth and walked among us and sacrificed himself for us—to redeem his
people. He will preserve his people.”
We might
say these same statements. They sound
pretty good. These people knew what it
meant to be chosen.
But
before we shout our (inner) Presbyterian “Amen” to these statements, I have to
tell you the whole story. The first two
statements were made by none other than Adolf Hitler. The last, by a member of the Klu Klux Klan.
Do you
see the harm caused by wrongly interpreting being chosen by God? Dwelling on the idea of chosenness is
dangerous. History has shown us this again and again.
So that
we can safeguard against doing this, let’s look at the 1 Peter text again: “But
you are a chosen race (which means “family” in the Greek, by the way), a royal
priesthood, a holy nation, God’s own people, in order that you may proclaim the mighty acts of him who brought
you out of darkness into his marvelous light.”
In.
Order.
That.
So much
meaning in three little words. We are
chosen in order that we will proclaim God’s great acts. We are chosen to proclaim the One who chose
us. So you see, if we stop at the ‘being
chosen’ part, focusing only on that, we miss half of the equation. We end up sounding very much like Adolf
Hitler or the KKK.
The
writer of 1 Peter doesn’t just tell us we’re chosen; he also tells us what this
chosenness should look like. Who’s the
first person who is said to be chosen?
The one “rejected by mortals, yet chosen and precious in God’s sight.” Jesus
Christ. The chosen one is rejected by people, suffers and gives his life for all. The chosen one dies. So chosenness, then, doesn’t look so much
like a mighty victory or sense of superiority. Chosenness looks like self-sacrifice. It looks like giving entirely of yourself for
others.
We see
this in scripture through those chosen people of Israel. Their chosenness led them to hardship and
wandering in the wilderness, longing for home.
Their chosenness gave them such an accountable and intimate relationship
with God that God demanded great faithfulness of them, and even punished them
when they fell short. Their chosenness
meant that if they oppressed the needy in their midst, or the foreigner, or the
widow or the orphan, they themselves suffered for their actions. So, we have to ask ourselves a very honest
question: do we really want to call
ourselves chosen, with all that demands?
Perhaps
it would be more comfortable to have less demanded of us, to simply be tolerated
by God, or enjoyed even, but not chosen. But our chosenness never was of our
own choosing – God chooses to be in
relationship with us flawed people, again and again. And if God makes that
risky choice, we too must take a risk. We must risk proclaiming what this
relationship with God means. We must risk naming that we are not little gods in
little worlds of our making. We belong to God and to this one world family. We
are chosen to proclaim this.
So, how do we do this? Another look at 1 Peter reminds us that we
are to “rid ourselves of all malice, guile, insincerity, envy and all
slander.” So a good start is choosing to
hold ourselves to a higher standard, God’s standard. We do not descend into the
bickering, malicious tactics that are so seductive and prevalent these days,
but instead practice sincerity, contentment, kindness, and honesty (whether
we’re shown that or not).
From
that place, we can proclaim who God is with authenticity and relevance. And who
would you say God is? How would you proclaim God’s mighty acts in your life?
I’m betting none of you would name God as hateful, or bitter, or spiteful. And
yet, sometimes we people of Christian faith have done just that: proclaiming a
God very unlike our own through acting exactly opposite to how we should.
It’s not
enough to say we’re chosen. We have to say we’re chosen for something: for proclaiming.
But it’s also not enough to proclaim any old thing: we have to proclaim the God
who chose us first. Not our pride, not our superiority, not our rightness, not
even our most deeply held political convictions. We proclaim the God who gave
us a voice in the first place.
It’s
scary stuff, this proclamation work. You won’t often find us Presbys on a box
on a street corner with a megaphone. But we don’t need the props – we’re
proclaiming all the time, whether we mean to or not.
How we
treat the person who pulls out in front of us in traffic is a proclamation.
Whether
we bother to make eye contact with the waiter who refills our coffee is a
proclamation.
How
quickly we react to one another with impatience is a proclamation.
How much
of our time and money we give to those in need is a proclamation.
The
value we place on women in our society, and the histories we teach our children
is a proclamation.
Just as
we’re chosen all the time, out of God’s grace and not of our own doing, so we
are proclaiming all the time.
Let’s
proclaim the mighty acts of the One who called us out of darkness into his
marvelous light. Let’s proclaim that we
were once scattered, divided and alone, but God made us one family. Let’s
proclaim that our faith is not about perfection, or racial or political
superiority, but about God’s mercy for all of us in Jesus Christ.
We’re
chosen – but that’s only the half of it. We’re chosen to proclaim. So, I
suppose the question really is: what do we have to say?
Alleluia!
Amen.
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