As I sat down to write my sermon for
this week, I was faced with a common problem: no introduction to get things
going. Normally, I already have the body
and the conclusion is pretty much in the bag by the time I start to write, but
the introduction always stumps me. So
faced with a blank computer screen, I did what anybody in my situation would
do: I went to Starbucks. The daily journey to Starbucks has become,
dare I say it, fundamental to America. We used to talk about baseball and apple pies
as those fundamental building blocks of American culture, but they have long
since been supplanted by the journey.
For those of you unfamiliar with the phenomenon or who wonder why
anybody would pay upwards of three or four dollars for cup of coffee, let me let
you in on the secret. They aren’t paying
four dollars for coffee. They are paying
four dollars for the experience of buying that coffee. Now it is easy to write that off as vanity,
but there is something deeper going on here.
Starbucks has tapped into a deep longing in American society for
something better or different or slower or something intangible. Its experiential and defies common logic, but
judging by the success of Starbucks and the people willing to make that journey
day after for their four dollar coffee, there is something there. There is so much of something there, that
churches are now trying to dissect what it is about this experience, this
journey to Starbucks, that people connect with so fundamentally. To the point that several books have been
written in the last year and half or so about the intersection of the gospel
message and the Starbucks phenomenon.
The church is not going to be a coffeehouse, but they can create
experiences that are at least as moving and motivating as the daily trip to
Starbucks. It is about the journey and
experience of coming to church, of growing in faith, and of leaving
changed. All to often, however, that is
not our experience. Our experience is of
begrudgingly waking up Sunday morning.
Donning our Sunday best. Drive to
a church building we see once a week and trying not to fall asleep during the
service. We laugh, but we also know it
is true. I wonder what church would be
like if it wasn’t like that? If people
lived for Sunday. If they lived for
fellowship during the week. If there
hearts were on fire. If regardless of
age or race or years in the church, everybody still desired viscerally to
experience God anew every week, every day.
To hunger and thirst for God with as much passion as we do that morning
cup of coffee. That’s my vision. That’s my desire.
The magi knew
that kind of desire. They set out on a
journey probably from Persia,
modern day Iran,
because they desired to give homage to this new born king of the Jews. Now this is not a trip to Starbucks. Starbucks is on every corner
practically. The trek from Iran to Israel is almost a thousand miles
through mountains and desert. It takes
dedication to make that journey. It
takes passion and vision, but the wise men did it nonetheless. A group of men who were not Christians, those
didn’t exist yet, who weren’t even Jews on a spiritual journey.
Your spiritual
journey probably did not require a thousand mile trek across desert and
mountains. I’m not convinced that is a
good thing though. On the last day of my
last trip to Mexico
doing mission work, the Mexican coordinator and I had conversation. Looking over a room of children and adults
who were concluding not only a week of vacation bible school and daily worship,
but intensive week of building, I said
that “I wish we had your faith.” And he
said, “I wish we had your resources.”
Having observed the faithful and dedication and centrality that Christ
played in these peoples lives, I was left feeling lacking. Not only for myself, but for the American
church as a whole. With the resources we
have in and outside of the church, rarely are we forced to rely solely on our
faith. But it is precisely in those
moments that our faith grows. It is in those
moments of spiritual journey, those moments when we cross through the spiritual
deserts and mountains of faith when our world is changed. Whether you have been in church your entire
life or you new to the faith, it is still an ongoing spiritual journey.
The wise men’s
journey took them first to Jerusalem. If a king of the Jews had been born that
would be a good place to start looking for him.
But King Herod, who had been appointed by the Romans was surprised at
the news of another king. So troubled,
in fact, he called the chief priests and scribes together to find out where
this new king would be born. Bethlehem was the
response. The birth place of king David.
The wise men were sent to find this new king.
Their journey continued after the temporary road block of this other
king.
Road blocks
are interesting occurrences in the spiritual journey. They are obstacles, but they are also
opportunities. Think about the way a
road block works. You are driving along
as you would always do perhaps on your way to a meeting or school. You are going about the same speed you
would. Turning to get into the same lane
you always would. When suddenly there is
construction ahead, a detour. You are
out of your comfort zone. This isn’t the
way you normally go. Things look
new. You haven’t seen this part of
town. I think I would like to buy a
house around here. Road blocks are
opportunities for something new and different.
Too often we get locked into that one road we always take which is fine
unless there is a better road. And that
is the opportunity road blocks offer on the journey of faith. The chance for a better road. Remember it is only by questioning Herod that
the wise men learn that the true king of the Jews is not in Jerusalem.
Road blocks help us to realize when we are on the wrong path. That the journey leads a different way.
The wise men’s
journey did take them a different way.
Away from Herod and back towards the guiding light of the star. The journey took them to the child
Jesus. It was there that they worshiped
him and offered him gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. They had arrived at their destination. They had succeeded. And then they returned home. It is said that when the great explorer Marco
Polo was on his first expedition to China that he stumbled across the
village from which these three wise men came.
The fire of faith that had burned in their hearts for the months of
travel to Jesus apparently still burned on after they had seen him. They took the message of the birth of this
new king back home with them. And it is
from this earliest missionaries that spread the good news that Marco Polo was
able to identify the home town of these wise men. From the fire of their faith.
I began by
speaking of another vision of the church.
This other vision is based on your journey of faith. Not the journey of faith the mechanically
brings you to these pews Sunday after Sunday, but the journey of faith that
constantly seeks out Jesus Christ in scripture, in bible study, in worship, in
music, in service, in mission, in… in… in…
The life center on Jesus Christ.
When you haven’t thought of faith that way or had never experienced it,
it is hard to start. It is like being
sick in bed for weeks at a time. The
muscles deteriorate. They atrophy. You
exercise and little by little they come back.
This church
has been on a spiritual journey for its entire life. And all of you have been on your spiritual
journeys. Your journey not only to find
Jesus Christ, but to know him better and grow in faith. There have been many roadblocks, but now is a
time of opportunities. An opportunity to
seize this moment in time to change your life, to change this church, and to
change the world. It is a new year and
new day and it can be a new beginning for your faith life and the spiritual
journey you are on. I urge you to find something that gives you life. If it is bible study then join us for
that. If it is service, then
volunteer. If it is reading scripture or
praying for others, then we will plug you into that. Journey with us this year as we seek out this
Jesus Christ together.