A Sermon Based Upon Matthew 18: 15-35
By Rev. Dr. Charles J. Tomlin, DMin
Flat Rock-Zion Baptist Partnership
April 2, 2017, Series: Apostles Creed 14/15)
One of the most difficult things a
community pastor is called to do is to conduct funerals of people who don’t go
to church. I’d been called upon to do
this several times. Sometimes I’ve done
it well, other times, not so good.
Somebody told a joke about this pastoral challenge. You can decide whether or not it’s funny. Here it goes:
“Jimmy, the local drunk, fornicator,
embezzler, and philanderer dies.”
“His wife, a proper lady, wants a nice
funeral for him to keep up appearances.
Despite the fact that religion meant
nothing to Jimmy, she goes to local catholic priest.
‘Please,’ she begs the priest, ‘I know that Jimmy was a scoundrel and
never went to church, but can’t you at least bury him and say a kind word over
his body?’
The priest looked at the poor pleading
woman and felt sorry for her. ‘Oh, all right,’ the priest says, ‘bring him to
the church and I’ll see what I can do.’
“The entire city and every one of his relatives down to his third
cousins turned up at the funeral to hear what good a priest could possibly
think of to say about a guy like this. The priest took a deep breath, looked
out over the straining, expectant crowd, thought a minute, and said, ‘I know Jimmy O’Brien was a drunk, a
fornicator, an embezzler, and a philanderer. But next to the rest of his
family, this guy was a saint.’” Chittister,
Joan. In Search of Belief (Kindle Locations 2717-2728).
OUR
NEED OF FORGIVENESS
This sounds like a joke, but it’s really
not. In a Pastoral Counseling class, I
recall learning that if see someone with all kinds of behavior problems, like
being a drunk, a fornicator, an embezzler, or philanderer; normally, when you carefully and thoroughly study
the case history of that person, you’ll uncover something else was the ‘real’
problem. The person who came to you
never simply a sinner, or trouble-maker, or ‘problem’ all by themselves, but most
often they are a troubled soul, still
suffering deep within and all that unresolved pain is now surfacing in all
their bad behavior. They don’t have the
emotional, spiritual resources they need to cope.
The goal of the counseling with someone
like this, however, is not to excuse the person’s behavior, nor even to forgive
them, but to try to get them to the point that they can forgive whoever or
whatever had brought them such deep hurt.
Then, the goal was to encourage them to take full responsibility for
their own actions and to help them discover the spiritual and emotional
resources within themselves, and perhaps beyond themselves, so that they can
find healing. That’s what they told us in
class, but what they didn’t tell us, is that most of the people quietly stick
all that pain down into their soul, and either they don’t know what to do with
it, or they never show up to share it. hey
just go getting by in whatever way they can.
Not long ago, I was in choir practice on
a Wednesday, and a lady in the community called and asked if I could be on ‘standby’ for the funeral for her father.
“What
did you say?” I asked her. “You
want me to be the ‘back up’ for a funeral?
“Pastor, I know this sounds
strange. My Dad was a member of your
church. But he hasn’t gone to church
since he was a little boy. I’ve been
intending to come, myself, but….”
“OK”? I answered.
She continued: “We’ve asked his brother-in-law
to do the funeral for him, but he’s 82 years old, and has a doctor’s
appointment and is not sure whether or not he can make it.”
“We’ll I’m not sure...” I stuttered.
“I’ve never played ‘back-up’ for a
funeral.”
“I hate to asked you to do this, pastor. But we don’t know what else to do.
After a moment of going over my schedule in my
head, I responded:
“Let me have his number.” I
thought to myself, “I’ll make sure he get’s there.”
Even after my phone, the older pastor told
me that he had a doctor’s appointment. “They always make you wait.” He still wanted me to be there, just in
case.
When I did arrive at the funeral home,
fortunately, the older preacher was already there.
“Do you need me to do anything?”
I asked.
“You just start things off, and I’ll do the ending, and we’ll have a
song between us, and then after I speak, there will be a closing hymn.”
So, with those instructions, I stood up
to greet the family and friends. As I
looked over the crowd, I didn’t see a single person in that family who had ever
been in church. The Pallbearers, well
they didn’t look like the kind of fellows you’d normally see in church either.
What do you say in a situation like
that?
I opened my Bible, and after reading the
23rd Psalm, began something like: “David said that, when he walked through the valley of death, he would
not be afraid. He was not afraid,
because the Lord was his Shepherd and Guide.
I know that we all think we can make it through life, pretty much on our
own. Maybe we can make it through life. But when it comes to facing death, especially
the death of those we love, we all need a Shepherd. The Lord is my Shepherd. Jesus
Christ wants to be your Shepherd too... God’s love stronger than death.
After I finished and the song had
played, the elderly Pentecostal Holiness preacher stood up. He started out by saying that he didn’t know
whether his brother-in-law was saved.
“Uh oh, here it comes,” I
thought to myself.
He continued to say that his message today would be to try to bring comfort
the family. Then, he started telling about
a tragedy. He said that when his
brother-in-law was a boy, a bad storm hit their town. “His father was carried away by a flood. They didn’t find his body until a couple of
days later. That’s hard to get over, as
a family.” He said.
As the minister continued, I suddenly remembered
what the daughter told me during our phone conversation: “Maybe
he once went to church when he was a boy.”
She added: “But he did like to
hunt and fish. He loved to play rook. You could talk about that….”
What do you do, when people don’t
measure up to our expectations? What do
you say, when they don’t fit into what you think is right, what the church
thinks is right, or even, what God says is right? Today, near the end of the Apostle’s Creed,
it says, that we the church are supposed to ‘believe’ in ‘the forgiveness of sins’.
Now, it’s one thing to believe in the ‘forgiveness of OUR sins’, but it’s quite another thing to believe
in the ‘forgiveness’ of THEIR sins,
especially those who have sinned against us.
In today’s text from Matthew’s gospel, Jesus
instructs his disciples: “If another member of the church sins
against YOU, go and point out the fault when the two of you are alone....” If that doesn’t work, “take one of two other with you!”
Now, Jesus continues, and if that still doesn’t work, ‘take it to the church’. Finally, Jesus concludes, “If the offender still refuses to listen,
even to the church, let such a one be to you as a Gentile or tax collector….Whatever you bind on earth will be bound in
heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven….” (Matt. 18:15-18).
Those were Jesus instructions, Matthew
says. “If
someone has hurt you, you should go to them.” If you
value your relationship with them, try to get things worked out. If they won’t listen, get someone else to
help. That’s all still very good advice—for
church, in a marriage, for almost any kind of relationship. But still, Jesus admitted right up front,
this wouldn’t be easy. Both parties have to value the relationship enough to go
through this. So, “IF the offender still refuses…..”,
Jesus suggested. He warned us
already, it might not work.
Unfortunately, many people today, just
like was yesterday, would rather just walk away, let the relationship crumble, or
don’t want to admit, nor do they have time to deal with it. Besides, in churches today, we don’t have
any kind of moral ‘authority’ to
make something like this work anyway. If people don’t think much about ‘God’ or
‘heaven’, what does it matter what happens on earth. So, when
relationships break, when someone sins, we just go straight to the ‘Gentile or tax collector’ part. We assume they won’t listen. We assume others don’t want to get
involved. What does it really matter? Who cares?
Let them be ‘Gentiles’ if they want too! Let them be whatever they want, and I’ll be
whatever I want.
And if we don’t care about getting our
relationships with each other right, what do we care about our getting our relationship
with God right? Well, I’ll tell you at
least about one man who learned to care.
He didn’t do it on purpose either, but it still happened. Reynolds Price was a middle-aged professor
at Duke University, an English professor and a critically acclaimed novelist.
Some years back, I took a continuing education workshop with him at Duke and
got to hear his story. Since then, I’ve
also read his book, “Letter to a Man in the Fire”.
Once upon a time, Price had a productive, successful academic career. Life was good. Then one day he received some grim news. The Doctor told him that there was an 8-inch tumor wrapped around his spine. No operation could be guaranteed to fully remove it. Physicians agreed he would not have more than 18 months to live. The pain grew until it was devastating.
He went through months of debilitating treatments, physical therapy and a slew of remedies that attempted to relieve his pain. He began to pray and read the Bible, although he noted that he didn’t find any quick relief. Then one day he had a vision, and it caught him off guard. He taught at a Methodist University but by his own admission, he was a only a part-time Protestant.
In his vision, Price saw himself by the Sea of Galilee and Jesus summoned him. They waded out into the water. He writes, “Jesus silently took up handfuls of water and poured them over my head and back until water ran down my puckered scar. Then he spoke, once, ‘Your sins are forgiven,’ and turned to shore, done with me. I came on behind him, thinking in my standard greedy fashion, ‘It’s not my sins I’m worried about.’
So to Jesus’ receding back I had the gall to say, ‘Am I also cured?’ He turned to face me, no sign of a smile, and finally said two words, ‘That too.’ Then he climbed from the water, not looking around, really done with me.” Without knowing whether he was still asleep or awake, Price said he “was home again in my wide bed.”
Reynolds Price was never fully physically healed. His cancer
eventually diminished due to treatments, but he remained in a wheelchair the
rest of his life. You might ask, “What did Professor Price get out of that
experience?”
“I am still fully
filled with gratitude.”
The vision he experienced had erased all superstitious feelings he
had that his sickness came as a punishment, or that he was in any way deserving
of it. For, he heard Jesus say “You sins are forgiven”. This experience brought him closer to the promise
of God even when his illness threatened to tear him away from life. OF course, Reynolds Price didn’t get his life
back, but did get something. He lived
the rest of his days with a loving, forgiving, and redeeming presence of
Christ. The key to rest of his life:
Jesus forgives.
THE
WAY OF FORGIVENESS
The church believes in the ‘forgiveness of sins’ because Jesus
believed in it. Jesus practiced
forgiveness and made it the priority of his ministry. Right at very beginning, in his very first
miracle, Jesus told the paralyzed man, who had been let down through the
roof, “Son, your sins are forgiven” (Mark 2:5). That was exactly the words Reynolds Price
heard in his vision. When Jesus first
spoke those words, some called it ‘blasphemy’.
They said “Who can forgive sins but God alone?”
But Jesus kept on forgiving people anyway, just like he was God. He kept on forgiving up to his very last
moment when they placed him on a cross to crucify him. Even then we find Jesus still praying, “Father, forgive them, for they do not
realize what they are doing!” (Luke
23:34). What they were “doing” was not
only killing an innocent man, but they were killing, according to the first
gospel, the ‘Son of Man…who came…to give
his life as a ransom for many (Mk. 10:45). However you approach the message of the gospel
of Jesus Christ, according to all those who were with him, or first came to
follow him, and write about him, right at the center of everything that Jesus was,
what he preached, the miracles he worked, and even at the center of how and why
he died, you will find rising up right from the middle of it all, this
question, and perhaps an answer to, about God’s forgiveness. “Who can forgive sin, but God alone? Who sins should we forgive? How can we be sure that our own sins are
forgiven? Faith in life, faith in
Christ, the Christian faith, all faith—finally comes to rest in whether or not
we believe in ‘the forgiveness of sins’.
The early church came focused, fixated
itself, and founded the church based upon this very belief in faith. On the very day the church was born, Simon
Peter stood up to say, “Repent and be baptized every one of you in
the name of Jesus so that your sins may be forgiven…. (Acts 2:38). Peter preached again, even when he too was
getting into trouble for it, “God exalted him (Jesus) as…Savior that he
might give repentance to Israel and forgiveness of sins…. (Acts 5:31). And with Paul, as the takes the gospel into
the Gentile world, the message is applied to those outside of Israel, and the
point is main even stronger, but does not change: “For
while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly…God
proves his love for us in that while we still were sinners Christ died for us…(Rom.
5: 6-8) To the Colossians, Paul sounded
out the assumption we have echoed in
the Apostle’s creed: “He has rescued us from the power of
darkness and transferred us into the kingdom of his beloved Son, in whom we
have redemption, the forgiveness of sins”
(1:14).
In the text in front of us, the main
thread is ‘forgiveness’. In
addressing need of forgiveness, Matthew quotes Jesus; perhaps applying the
words of Jesus to his own day. The
point is that the church, now newly
established, was seeing God’s gift of forgiveness, not as a blessing, but a
problem. It is the kind of problem any
of us can face in life, when the good news of the gospel confronts the real
world. It’s the world where all of us struggle
over how to deal with people, live with people, or even love people who have
hurt or offended us. It is this kind of
‘problem’ that causes Peter to ask Jesus, “Lord, if another member of the
church sins against me, how often should I forgive? As many as seven times?" (Matt. 18:21 NRS). Now, Peter
is definitely trying to be nice. He’s
already willing to go more than the ‘second mile’ Jesus spoke about. He’s willing to consider forgive someone ‘as many as seven times?’ That’s a lot further than some people will
go. But this is ‘church’, so let’s try
harder, right?
This is when Jesus gave Peter another
shocking truth. Jesus said, “Not seven times, but, I tell you
seventy-seven times (or seventy times seven, as some translate). It really doesn’t matter which exact number
you come up with, because Jesus was not trying to be exact. He was being indefinite. Jesus was saying
that there is ‘no limit’ to how many
times you are supposed to forgive a person when they are in ‘church’ with you, close to you, living
beside of you. If you are trying to live
with other, you’ve got to forgive and keep on forgiving.
Now, we are not told how Peter responded
to Jesus’ answer. Maybe we are not told
because that really doesn’t matter now. What matters now is how the church will decide
to be a church in the world. So, how
will we, the church of our day, respond
to such an ‘outlandish’ idea of forgiving someone who is close to us, but who
has hurt us? Will we forgive? How can we forgive, indefinitely?
For you see, either this whole idea of forgiveness
is either from God, or its just some ridiculous, unreasonable, or outrageous
idea, that hasn’t worked, didn’t work, won’t work, doesn’t matter, and really
doesn’t make much sense in life at all.
Or maybe…just maybe this way of forgiveness and being a forgiving
person, is the only possible ‘way’ of living and relating to each other in a
world where we finally realize that ‘all
have sinned and come short of God’s glory’ and that we too, no matter how
right or wrong we are, ‘we are saved by
grace, through faith, it is a gift of God’. All of us,
Peter included, as the gospel story goes on to tell us, have either both the one who has hurt someone, as well as, being the one who has been hurt.
THE
ACCEPTANCE FORGIVENESS
This very Christian ‘way of forgiveness’, based on the ‘gift of grace’ God has revealed in his
Son, and on ‘the faith’ we are
called to accept and receive by believing on him; not ourselves—this is not a ‘way’ based on our ‘frustrations, ’ the ‘facts’
or only on our ‘feelings’.
Forgiveness does not deny the facts, not
does it negate our feelings; but it does give us a greater, bolder,
life-changing truth that re-imagines everything in another light. It is not an easy way, and it seems
impossible when we only live in that moment.
It’s not even a ‘way’ we should try alone, because we will need a
community, a people, or a new family, to help live and forgive ‘this’ way. This is the way we can only live when we ‘walk’
his way---the one who said, “I am the
way, the truth and the life.” Only the
most daring ‘way’ of the one who lived and died ‘the forgiveness of sins’ can break loose the most difficult relational
realities we humans will ever face.
This is why Mother Teresa, as she worked in one of the most difficult places on
the face of this earth, where there was very little Christianity, but all kinds
of pain and hurt, put up a poster on her wall in Calclutta, gave people their
only way out. It said:
People are often unreasonable, illogical
and self-centered; Forgive them anyway.
If
you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway.
If
you are successful, you’ll win false friends and true enemies; Succeed anyway.
If
you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway.
What
you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway.
If
you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; Be happy anyway.
The
good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway.
Give
the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; Give your best anyway.
For
you see, in the final analysis, it is
between you and your God;
It
was never between you and them anyway.
[Reportedly inscribed on the wall of
Mother Teresa's children's home in Calcutta, and attributed to her. However, an
article in the New York Times has since reported (March 8, 2002) that the
original version of this poem was written by Kent M. Keith.]
Mother Teresa’s poster points us in the same direction Jesus took Peter. Jesus told Peter and us, a parable. Parables are how little people like you and me, gain an opening into the unfathomable ‘heart of God;’ a God whose ‘ways are not our ways, and whose thoughts are not our thoughts’.
You remember the point of this parable
don’t you? The King is about throw a
landlord into prison who owes him a great debt, but instead has mercy forgives
the huge debt. But the landlord, who is
forgiven, does not decide to live with the same grace and gratitude, but turns against
his own ‘slave’ and puts him into prison for a much lesser debt. His fellow slaves report this to the
king. He summons the landlord back,
scolds him for not showing the same mercy to his own servants, and hands him
over to be ‘tortured’ until his great
debt, he could not pay, is finally paid.
We can certainly understand this need
for ‘forgiving’ very well, until, we get
to ‘how’ Jesus finally explains it, when he add: “So my heavenly Father will also do to every one of you, if you do not
forgive your brother or sister from your heart" (Matt. 18:35 NRS). So, at this place, where Jesus’ story ends
raises the big question for us: How dare
a forgiving God stop forgiving, when he has told us not to stop forgiving? Perhaps, however, the question here is still
not about God, but solution still depends on what goes on in ‘our heart’.
In ‘The Book of Forgiving’, written by
Desmond Tutu and his daughter Mpho, there is a story about Kelley Connor. When she was 17, she was driving herself to
work in the family car from her home in Perth, Australia. It was going to be a
good day. It was her younger sister’s birthday and they were going to celebrate
later that evening.
On the way to work that day, Kelly
accidentally hit and killed seventy-year old Margaret Healy as she was crossing
the street. She was driving too fast up
a hill, and as the road crested she was looking into the rearview mirror-
instead of straight ahead. Too late with the brakes, she slammed into the older
woman. It was an accident, but she was
fully responsible. She was at fault, but the police wouldn’t let her tell them
the true story of what had happened.
“How fast were you going?” – the
policeman asked.
“I’m not sure, but probably 42 miles an
hour. I was going too fast.” Kelly said.
“Do you know the speed limit?” the
policeman asked.
“Thirty-five miles an hour.”
“Then how fast were you going?” He asked
again.
“Probably 42 miles an hour.” Kelly said
again, this time a bit confused.
He sighed, asking again…”What is the
speed limit?”
“Thirty-five miles an hour.”
“Then how fast were you travelling?”
Kelly says that she really didn’t know
what to say. Was he asking her to lie?
“I was going thirty-five miles an hour,”
she finally said. “Good”, said the
policeman. Then he began to write up the citation that would not lead to her
imprisonment.
After she returned home that night,
Kelly’s mother passed an edict that said that the whole family would have to
live the rest of their lives as if the event never happened and told Kelly that
she was forbidden to ever speak of it again. Ever.
So, after the news had passed, and nothing happened to her, she began to
live in fear that it would all catch up to her. Her anxiety kept building
through months and even years that someone was going to come and take her away,
where she deserved, to be locked up. She had recurring dreams that led to
nightmares and continued insomnia.
Kelly began to think she wasn’t worthy
to have a life because she had taken a life. There was no safe place to go and
no safe person to turn to. Her family fell
apart. Shame, dread, guilt, pain all built up around them. She said later, ‘Her entire family began to
die the day she hit and killed Margaret. Her mother stopped talking to anyone, her
father moved away. Her friendships died,
her youth died, her future died. She came to believe that the only person who
knew her pain was the woman she killed.
The police and her parents wouldn’t
punish her, and they wouldn’t speak the truth, so she began to shrivel up. She
kept her shame and her secret for decades, and it nearly killed her.
It took her nearly thirty years to admit
the wrong and break the silence imposed by her mother on that tragic day. After lengthy therapy, once she was able to
speak about it, she was also able to make space for her own anguish, ask for
forgiveness, and finally, release the relationship that would not let go. Today Kelly lives writes and speaks publicly
about forgiveness. Her book, To Cause a
Death, recounts her journey from silence to self-forgiveness.
Her life was forever altered not just by
taking a life, but also by not naming the hurt, and by not finding some measure
of forgiveness that tormented her so. Kelly’s
story is important for us. Perhaps the
what Jesus meant that the question of forgiveness remains finally with us. It is not what God is going to do to us, as
much as it is, what we have already done,
deep on the inside, when we haven’t really accepted the value of forgiveness
for ourselves. Forgiving oneself, is always
the hardest of all. Accepting God’s
acceptance of us, so that it becomes who we are and how we forgive and accept
others, is the only way to have a ‘heart’ and a ‘soul’.
Listen to this final part of a poem by Desmond
Tutu, that points us all the place where all ‘torture’ and ‘hurt’ can find
mercy and peace in the ‘forgiveness of
sins’:
Is there a place where we can meet? You and
me, the place in the middle, the no
man’s land, where we straddle the lines; where you are right and I am right, too,
and both of us are wrong and wronged.
Can we meet there?
And look for the place where the path begins,
the path that ends when we forgive…
Can we meet there?
And look for the place where the path begins,
the path that ends when we forgive…
Isn’t this the same path to Golgotha
that Jesus walked. The road to
forgiveness that still begins and ends in him?
Amen.
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