“NIMBY”
Acts 1:6-8
Just
so you know the sermon title isn’t really a silly word pronounced “Nimby.” The letters N-I-M-B-Y are
an acronym for Not-In-My-Back-Yard. This is a reference to all those folks who
demand new roads, prisons, and airport runways, but don’t want them built near
them, as in not in their backyards.
Originally
this sermon was going to deal with Christian witness, evangelism, and mission
in a way that attempted to shake us free of the popular notion that missionary
work was something we gave money to specially called and trained folks for
their work far, far away from our backyards.
The problem with that notion is that the most accessible mission field
for us actually is to be found in our backyards. It’s not something we pay other folks to
do. It’s something each of us is called
and commissioned by the Lord himself to do in one-on-one conversations with our
neighbors, co-workers, fellow students, friends, and acquaintances.
If
the sermon had gone as planned it would have dealt with changing paradigms,
post-modernism, and church transformation.
Statistics showing the various failures of mainline churches in terms of
evangelism, church growth, and there’s that word again, transformation would
have been cited. Glaring examples of
church failures to address mission and evangelism gleaned from my 30+ years of
ordained ministry history would have been shared.
But
at a one day evangelism conference on April 26th I had an experience
that changed all that. I went to that
conference overwhelmed by books, articles, and experts telling me that the
ministry I do best is outdated, doesn’t fit the new paradigm, and isn’t, so
they say, transformational enough. Up to
a point the conference just piled more of that grief. I was weighed down with self-doubt,
questioning my own sense of vision for Grace Church, and trying to sort through
all the various schools of thought regarding future church, emergent church,
redeveloping church, and transforming church.
I was beating myself up and stressing myself out over what I ought to be
doing and how I ought to be doing it.
And
then came the transitional moment. As I
listened to a colleague discuss his bout with cancer and the role stress had
played in lowering his immune system in such a way as to make him vulnerable to
it, I realized that there is stress enough in my life already, the stress that
comes to all of us as we try to make our way living in a sinful world, and that
I didn’t need to add anymore to my load.
Nor did I need to dump it on you.
I
don’t need to overly burden myself with a bunch of shoulds and oughts and my
failures in carrying them out; and neither do you. Could we be more intentional in our
evangelism and disciple-making, more faithful in our financial stewardship, and
clearer about our vision of future ministry at Grace? Sure we could. And we will if, when, and as those things are
of God. Meanwhile, as we watch and pray
for a Spirit-given and driven vision maybe we need to take a moment to
celebrate the good witness that we are already doing here and other
places.
We
do feed the hungry and house the homeless.
What are Community Café and Warm Nights if not mission carried out in
the name of Jesus Christ? Financially
and sometimes personally we support local agencies and ministries. We fund and carry out mission trips. We just finished our “Support the Troops”
ministry, a ministry that undoubtedly planted gospel seeds in the hearts of
young soldiers during their time in Afghanistan.
And
if people are to know that we are Christians by our love, specifically our love
of one another, this church displays examples of loving care and mutuality in
abundance. It says something about this
congregation that you were able to work through your worship wars several years
ago and come together around a blended service.
It says something about this congregation that it has opened its doors
and its hearts to fellow Christians from the Philippines, Nigeria, Pakistan,
and Cameroon, and that African-Americans were welcomed here, probably before it
was ever the politically correct thing to do.
Our children’s lessons during worship are a living testament to the
fact, that through Jesus, we really do love all the little children of the
world, that red, yellow, black, white, or whatever any child is precious in the
eyes of Grace Presbyterian Church. If
that’s not a powerful Christian witness, then I don’t know what is.
In
terms of my own life and ministry it is nothing short of a miracle that I, who
grew up in a town and a family where racial segregation was rigidly accepted
and enforced, and where saying the “n” word came as naturally as breathing,
could shake off and move beyond the prejudices of my childhood. Nothing less than Christ in me could have
ever brought me to a multicultural congregation. Nothing less than Christ in me could have
enabled me to not only thrive in such a ministry, but to fall in love with this
church and all of you. You want
transformation; that’s transformation the way God always brings about
transformation: one heart, one soul, one person at a time. And that transformation of my life is
probably the greatest witness to the love of Christ I have ever made.
In
today’s text Jesus tells his disciples, “But
you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you will be
my witnesses in Jerusalem, in all of Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the
earth.” Not long after that the
miracle we call Pentecost Sunday occurred.
We call that the birthday of the church, but as with any birth there had
to be labor and labor pains.
Those
disciples gathered in the Upper Room on Pentecost Sunday had followed, watched,
and learned from Jesus for three years.
They had seen him die and joyfully celebrated his resurrection. They had spent time with their resurrected
Lord, and as instructed had prayerfully and patiently awaited the coming of the
Holy Spirit. The transformation that was
Pentecost may have come in an instant, but their hearts were being prepared for
that coming for a long, long time. Only
when God thought them ready to receive him did the Holy Spirit come. Only as they received the Spirit were they
transformed. The miraculously
transforming moment that was Pentecost occurred only when and as it was of God,
and only by way of God’s providential power and grace.
We
are called to be our Lord’s witnesses.
We are commissioned to be his missionaries and evangelists. But no witness, mission, or evangelism ever
occurs outside of God’s providential power and grace. It happens in God’s time. If, when, and as such things are meant by God
for Grace Church they will happen.
They’re probably happening right now, and if not the foundations of
their happening are being laid by the Holy Spirit working in and through the
life of our particular community of Christians.
Meanwhile
we are to work together as pastor and people to prayerfully seek God’s
will. We need to be fed on his Word and
at his Table. We need to accept his
grace, and part of that acceptance is the intentional act of being gracious
toward and gentle with ourselves. We
cannot give grace that we do not have.
That means that we, as pastor and people, need to stop beating up on
ourselves, that we need to stop stressing ourselves out over all those shoulds
and oughts that we haven’t quite gotten around to yet. Stressed out Christians are unhealthy
Christians. Unhealthy Christians do not
make for a fruitful witness.
Paradigms
will always be changing, as will the strategies for and phraseologies of church
transformation. Church growth gurus with
all their books and programs will come and go.
Meanwhile what do I do? I heed
the advice that a very wise spiritual director gave one of my closest
colleagues. What was that advice? “Feed
the sheep.” In other words, be a
faithful shepherd, a faithful pastor. Faithfully
preaching and teaching God’s Word while living it with integrity. Planning and leading worship and administering
the Sacraments with energy, imagination, intelligence, and above all,
love. Saying the hard things that
sometimes must be said, but always in love.
Modeling God’s grace not only by giving it but also by accepting
it. Prayerfully seeking to discern God’s
vision for this church rather than frantically trying to manufacture it. No longer beating up on myself and speaking
critical words to you. Above all
celebrating and enjoying my ministry with and among you for as long as God’s
allows it to be.
That
will be my witness to and with you, and as we join together in such witness it
will bloom into our mutual witness to the world, maybe, probably including that
part of the world we call our back yard.
Amen.