A United Methodist Pastor's Theological Reflections

"But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory (nikos) through our Lord Jesus Christ." - I Corinthians 15:57


Monday, May 13, 2024

Sermon (May 12/Ascension Sunday) “Power!” by Rev. Robert McDowell


May 12, 2024 (Ascension Sunday)

Beulah UMC & Oak Grove UMC

Rev. Robert McDowell

     When I was growing up with my older brother, I can remember standing in the middle of our garden, and I was wearing tbright red boots, blue pajamas, and a red cape.  

     Our white-haired dog at the time also had a red cape tucked underneath his collar and there we were standing together ready to save our hometown from imminent danger.  

     You see, my dear brother was in a Superman craze, and he had convinced me that I could become superman and fly.  That is, as long as I wore those red boots and that red cape.  I could be as powerful as Superman!

     He actually said to me, “Little brother, if you concentrate really hard and say over and over again to yourself that you can fly, you will be able to fly like Superman.  But you have to really want to fly.”  Keep in mind that this was before we had adequate laws against child endangerment.

     And so, with my shiny red boots and long red cape, I can remember walking into the middle of our garden behind the barn, and saying over and over to myself, “David said I can fly.  If I can just think hard enough, I’ll be able to fly.”  

     But no matter how many times I would jump into the air, gravity would always pull me back down.  It was exhausting in trying to be Superman. And you know, now that I reflect back on that experience, it’s a really good thing that I didn’t try this from some higher elevation! 

     But we all know that you don’t have to have to be Superman to possess power. All you need to have is that look that your mom used to give when you were in trouble. Do you know what “look” I mean? That “mom look.”

     Someone once told me about a time when they and their three siblings were in school. She said how their mom would line all four of them along the wall every year on the first day of school from oldest to youngest.  And she would say to them as she wagged her finger back and forth,

      “I expect each one of you to behave in school because if you get into trouble, it will be twice as worse when you get home!” “Twice as worse.”

     So, I asked the question that you probably would have asked this person – “So, did each of you behave?” And they told me, “Are you kidding, me? Of course we behaved! And that’s why all four of us did so well in school!”

     Oh, the power of a mother!

     Many of us are familiar with the name, Susanna Wesley. She was the mother of John Wesley, the founder of what is today, the United Methodist Church. The Wesley family, which included John and eighteen other children, grew up in England during the 1700s. Half of them died when they were still in their infancy.

     At one point, Susanna’s husband, Samuel, who was an Anglican Priest, was sent to debtor’s prison. Here’s what Susanna wrote to her husband while he was in prison. This will give us a little glimpse of this remarkable and powerful woman of faith. She wrote: 

     I am a woman, but I am also the mistress of a large family. And though the superior charge of the souls contained in it lies upon you, yet in your long absence I cannot but look upon every soul you leave under my charge as a talent committed to me under a trust. I am not a man nor a minister, yet as a mother and a mistress I felt I ought to do more than I had yet done. 

     I resolved to begin with my own children; in which I observe the following method: I take such a proportion of time as I can spare every night to discourse with each child apart. On Monday I talk with Molly, on Tuesday with Hetty, Wednesday with Nancy, Thursday with Jacky, Friday with Patty, Saturday with Charles.”

     When it was becoming apparent that her children were spending too much time playing and not enough time studying, she resolved to have them focus more on their education. 

     The children were not permitted to have any formal lessons until they had reached their fifth year, but the day after their fifth birthday is when Susanna taught them more formally in their home. She had them learn the alphabet on that first day. And they would be taught for six hours every day after that. 

     The children got a wonderful education, thanks to their mother. Daughters included, they all learned Latin and Greek and were well tutored in the classical studies of that time period. This was one powerful woman!

     But that’s not all! While Susanna’s husband was in debtor’s prison, a substitute priest led the worship services in his absence. Since he was not a very effective priest, Susanna resolved to have her own Sunday worship services for her family.

     When the locals heard that she was very good at leading these family worship services, they began attending these services in her home instead of the ones at the church. Over 200 people came to these services which were held in her kitchen, while the church would only have a handful of people on Sunday mornings.

     I think that there are many mothers out there who know a thing or two about power and what it means to use that power for good. Susanna Wesley certainly did!

     This is what the Apostle Paul wants each one of us to know from our Ephesians scripture reading this morning. We have been given God’s power and we are called to use this power to bless the people around us.

      The Apostle Paul wants us to know that through Christ, we have received the riches of his glorious inheritance! He wants us to know that through Christ, we have been given the immeasurable greatness of his power!

     When this letter was first read to the various churches located in the greater Ephesus area around the middle of the first century, it must have been mind boggling for these congregations to hear these words.  

     At the time they first heard this letter, they were living in or near a city which was a very powerful city, a city which was home to powerful Roman leaders, and a powerful pagan religion which used powerful displays of magic to impress its followers.

     This was the kind of city that would give a new religious movement like Christianity, an inferiority complex.  What power could this new religion possibly have?  Certainly not anything that can rival the glamour and prestige of a progressive major city that is adopting Roman culture and customs at a fast and furious pace.  

     In writing his letter for the churches located in or near the city of Ephesus, the Apostle Paul, is reminding these congregations that what they have been given in Jesus Christ puts them head and shoulders above anything their surrounding culture can ever hope to offer.

     Paul doesn’t want them to ever forget what they have received through Christ.  It’s an impressive list:  Wisdom, hope, a glorious inheritance, and power.

     Power.  Paul uses this word four times in this short passage of scripture.  Obviously, he wants the church to not only know about this power, but to live out this power through their ministry.

     Several years ago, I had lunch with a member of a rapidly growing church in Ohio. He told me the fascinating story of his church. He told me at that time that about five years ago, the church was going to close its doors because it had dwindled down to just a few members.

     Located in a strategic and growing area, over the past several years, this church had lost its vision and passion in reaching the people of its community. Just when they were about to close the church, a denominational official decided to give this church one more shot. 

     Over the past five years, this church has grown to over 500 people.  So, I asked this church member over lunch, “What’s the main reason why your church has turned things around in a short amount of time?”

     His eyes lit up and without even thinking about it, he said, “It’s because we pour ourselves out and share the love of Jesus in our community.”  

     And for the next sixty minutes he proceeded to tell me several ways that their church was pouring themselves out.  One of the ways they were pouring themselves out is by partnering with the local school district to help children and families in need. 

     After our lunch and on my way back to the church, I couldn’t get that phrase out of my mind.  “Poured out.”  I thought to myself, “That’s a great image for what the church is meant to be.”  We are to be poured out for the sake of the world.

     Out of curiosity, I did a google search to find this church’s website.  I clicked on their mission statement, and sure enough, here’s what it says:  “We are committed to building a church that is real, transformed, connected, and POURED OUT.” Poured out.

     No wonder he used that phrase over and over again.

     Ascension Sunday, it’s a Sunday in which the church remembers when Jesus ascended to be seated at the right hand of God forty days following his resurrection.  

     Ascension Sunday reminds us that when Jesus ascended, he literally ascended to his throne as King of kings and Lord of lords. This is kingly language that is being used here.

     The Apostle Paul refers to Jesus’ ascension in our Ephesians scripture passage this morning when he writes that God’s power was at work in Christ when he raised him from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly places.

     But let’s remember the events which preceded this King’s ascension.  This King gave it all.  This King gave his life.  This King was “poured out” for the sake of the world.

     So, when we hear scriptures like this one from Ephesians which talk about power, we’re not just talking about any power.

    On this day, we are invited to remember what real power is.  

     Think about Jesus, the Son of God, being placed in a manger.  That’s power.  

     Think about Jesus telling the disciples to love their enemies and to do good to them.  That’s power.

     Think about Jesus hanging on a cross to take upon himself the sin and pain of the world.  That’s power.

     Think about the resurrected and ascended Jesus, now seated at the right hand of God, victorious over sin and death.  That’s power.

     Whenever the church pours itself out in the name of Christ for the sake of others, that’s a church that knows what real power is.

     Happy Ascension Sunday!

Sunday (May 12) Pastoral Prayer



May 12, 2024
Beulah UMC & Oak Grove UMC

Loving God, as our hymn says, we offer to you our endless prayer so that your kingdom may be spread from shore to shore. We especially pray for our community and world where there is so much brokenness, pain and suffering. Thank you for pouring out your love through the life, death, resurrection, and ascension of Jesus Christ.

 

May the same power that enabled Jesus to ascend to your heavenly throne also empower our church to be poured out in sacrificial and loving ways.

 

Pour us out by loving others unconditionally. Pour us out by welcoming those who feel excluded. Pour us out by offering words of encouragement. Pour us out by helping us to be good listeners so that people feel heard and valued. Pour us out as we live out our membership vows in offering our prayers, presence, gifts, service, and witness. Pour us out by caring for the needy, visiting the lonely, and feeding the hungry.

 

We also lift up to you the people on our church’s prayer list and those prayers needs that are on our hearts and minds this day.

 

Thank you for the people in our lives who have poured out your love and have blessed us. On this Mothers’ Day, we give you thanks for our mothers who have given us life and love.

 

We pray for mothers who have lost a child through death, that their faith may give them hope.

 

We pray for women, though without children of their own, who like mothers have nurtured and cared for us.

 

We pray for mothers, who have been unable to be a source of strength, who have not responded to their children and have not sustained their families.

 

Loving God, as a mother gives life and nourishment to her children, so you watch over each and every one of us.

 

On this Ascension Sunday, we offer our eternal prayer that your kingdom will continue to be spread from shore to shore and that your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. We pray this in the name of our Ascended Lord who taught us to pray together…

 

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever. Amen.


Monday, May 6, 2024

Sermon (May 5) “The Mexican Wave” by Rev. Robert McDowell


May 5, 2024 Sermon

Rev. Robert McDowell

Beulah UMC & Oak Grove UMC


    Happy Cinco De Mayo! That’s about the extent of my Spanish speaking abilities. It means, “the 5th of May” because on this day in 1862, Mexico defeated the Second French Empire at the Battle of Puebla which eventually led to the expulsion of French control. 

 

    In the United States, we tend to commemorate this day by celebrating Mexican culture especially in cities that have high Mexican American populations. Today is a good day to enjoy some Mexican food, hit a piƱata and enjoy a nice siesta. 

 

    Knowing that today would be Cinco De Mayo, I ran across an interesting story about how “the Wave” got started. 

 

     The Wave is where a section of fans in one area of a sporting event stand up together while putting their arms in the air and then they sit down, which hopefully leads to the next section of fans doing the same until the wave makes it all around the stadium. And this can go on for several times around the stadium until it finally dies out. 

 

     The Wave phenomenon actually started at a sporting event in Mexico. It was first done in 1986 at the World Cup which Mexico was hosting.  The US didn’t qualify for that World Cup that year so there wasn’t as much media coverage. But it was at that World Cup in Mexico, where The Wave began. 

    

       We’ve all probably done the Wave at some point. And you have probably wondered why we don’t do it in church. Since today is Cinco De Mayo, let’s do the Mexican Wave this morning! 

 

     Excellent! Make sure you tell your friends that we’re a church that likes to have fun!

 

    I think the reason for the popularity of The Wave is that everyone gets to participate. Nobody is left out. It’s kind of like when fans sing together during the 7th inning stretch. It’s a way of including everyone.

     Like The Wave at sporting events, the Bible is filled with stories of God calling on people to start The Wave in including more people in God’s all-embracing love.

    This morning’s Acts scripture reading is the tail end of a long story of God calling upon Peter to start The Wave by sharing the good news of Jesus with a man named Cornelius and his household. They were Gentiles who were considered to be outside of God’s covenant but were now invited to be included in God’s family through faith in Jesus. 

     God sent Peter a heavenly vision. And in this revelation, Peter saw heaven opened up and a large sheet came down in which there were several ritually unclean animals. He also heard a voice that said, “Get up, Peter. Kill and eat.”

     But Peter, reacting out of his understanding of what foods are clean and what foods are unclean, protested. At first, this vision made no sense to him because it would be a violation of his religious code of conduct. Everyone knows that certain foods are considered ritually unclean.

     But this voice from heaven persisted and offered him important new information to factor into his thinking. And this voice said, “What God has made clean, you must not call profane.”

     And I think it’s important to note in this story that the voice said this to Peter three times. His old way of thinking was so embedded in him that God needed to repeat himself for Peter to be open to a new understanding of his faith. 

     Even with the repetitions, we are told that Peter was still greatly puzzled by the vision. Greatly puzzled. Sometimes, when we are greatly puzzled, that just might be an indication that we are getting closer and closer to a breakthrough in our faith.

     As Peter is greatly puzzled, we are told that some travelers had arrived at Peter’s house asking for Peter to come with them. They had been sent by Cornelius, a Gentile who lived in the non-Jewish city of Caesarea, the “unclean” city of Caesarea. And his vision was to have his men go to Joppa to bring Peter to see him. 

     Which brings us to our Acts scripture reading for today in which we just get the end of this story where Peter then realizes why God had sent him the vision of the unclean animals. That vision was to prepare him to see how the distinctions between clean and unclean were giving way to God’s inclusive welcome to all people, both Jew and Gentile.

    Thanks to God’s prompting, Peter was able to start a new wave that would welcome and include more and more people in God’s loving embrace. And like Peter, God prompts us again and again to be part of that wave in which more and more people are invited to be part of God’s family.

     Visions are power things. They are even able to break the stones of our long-held beliefs in order to be open to how God is doing a new thing. 

     With Mother’s Day just a week away, I have been thinking of my mom who passed away back in 2012. She was a woman of vision, a woman who always had room for people around our kitchen table. 

     When I was growing up on a farm in south central, Pennsylvania, it was not uncommon for mom and dad to invite people who were visiting us during the later afternoon to stay for dinner.

     When I refer to people, I specifically mean people like our insurance agent, the ice cream delivery man, the tax accountant, the neighbor down the road, the relative stopping by to say hi. As dinner was nearing, mom would always invite these folks to stay for dinner.

     I honestly think that these folks strategically timed their visits as close to our dinner time as possible because they knew that mom and dad would invite them to stay by pulling up an extra chair or two to the kitchen table. When mom would invite them to eat with us, they would always politely decline because they didn’t want to be much trouble. 

     But they always ended up staying because, how could you not with the aroma of roast beef, mashed potatoes and green beans being prepared as they were chatting away. 

     Mom’s vision was for the people who stopped by our house to feel welcomed and included. I still have that vision of my parents there in our kitchen being so welcoming to people.

      It was a late July afternoon back in 2009 as I was standing on my second-floor hotel balcony looking down on the city streets of San Lucas Toliman in Guatemala.  

     I was with a mission team of fourteen people from my church who had gone there to work on a water project which would provide clean water to a small community located just outside of the city.

     Our team was exhausted from a long day of digging trenches under the hot Guatemalan sun.  Someone on my team, had awaken me from my pre-dinner nap and said, “Robert, come to the balcony.  You gotta see what Rock is doing!”

     Rock was a member of my church who was also a funeral director.  From our 2nd floor balcony, he was playing a game with about twenty Guatemalan children who had gathered below.  

     Since he couldn’t speak Spanish and they couldn’t speak English, he had them playing a game in which they had to do exactly what he was doing which were often silly motions and gestures with his face and arms.

     They loved it and were laughing the whole time.  In just a few minutes, the twenty children turned into thirty children and from my balcony I yelled down to Rock, “Now what are you going to do for all these children?”  He shouted back up to me, “I’m going to go down to the store and buy candy to hand out to them.”

     And sure enough, that’s what he did.  The only problem was, as he was distributing the candy, those thirty children turned into forty children.   Rock became their new best friend!  

     Then, Rock got another idea.  He ended up forming a parade and had the children follow him up and down the polluted streets of this impoverished city as he whistled some silly song along the way.  By the time the impromptu parade ended, there must have been at least 50 to 60 children who had been following him.

      “Rock’s parade,” as we now refer to it, became one of the highlights of our mission trip. Rock started a small wave that ended up becoming a great big wave in which God’s love was shared with the people of that community. 

      I wonder what it would be like if we all saw ourselves as part of this great big wave where we are always welcoming, always inviting, always including, and always loving the people around us. Whenever we come forward to the Sacrament of Holy Communion, it is kind of like we are doing “The Wave.”

 

     This table with the bread and the cup is open to everyone, everyone:

 

     The nows and forevers and the yet-to-bes.

     The “where you going” and “the where you’ve been.”

     The living and the dead and the unseen.

     The somebodies and the nobodies.

     The who’s who and the Gentile and the Jew.

     Everyone is invited. All are welcome. So, let’s join Peter and Rock in keeping this wave and this parade going. Don’t let it fizzle out. Share the love of Jesus wherever you go.

     Happy Cinco De Mayo!

Sunday (May 5) Pastoral Prayer

May 5, 2024
Beulah UMC & Oak Grove UMC

Lord, first we want to apologize to you for treating your love like it’s our own private possession or in a way that would suggest that we believe we are more special than anybody else. Your love is both/and not either/or.

 

Thank you for your love which was supremely demonstrated through the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus, an overflowing love that includes more people than our personal biblical interpretations and limited minds can ever, ever imagine. But we also thank you for your overflowing love that also includes each and every one of us in this sanctuary.

 

Thank you for the disciple, Peter, who responded to the very unsettling vision you gave to him, by including people that he believed to be outside of your embrace. We don’t want to be the people who refuse to stand up when it’s our turn to continue the wave of your love. Teach us what it means to be a people of open hearts, open minds, and open doors.

 

We also pray that the wave of your love would be extended from our worship in this sanctuary and overflow into our community and world; to the people who are on our church’s prayer list and others we have lifted up to you this morning; to those who live in our community but do not have a church home; to those we encounter on a daily basis; and to people all around the world who are experiencing food scarcity, war, and suffering. On this Cinco De Mayo day of celebration, remind us that you call us to follow you humbly and continue the wave in sharing your love with everyone. 

 

We offer this prayer in the name of Jesus who taught us to pray together…

 

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever. Amen.