October
29, 2017
Commemoration of the 500th Anniversary of the Reformation
Zion Lutheran Church – Mission Valley, TX
Rev. Jonathan F. Meyer, Pastor
Commemoration of the 500th Anniversary of the Reformation
Zion Lutheran Church – Mission Valley, TX
Rev. Jonathan F. Meyer, Pastor
This Story Is About Jesus– Romans 3:19-28
Grace
to you and peace from God our Father and from our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Amen.
He
was a contractor who was hired to do some work at the church. Let’s call him
Carl[1].
Carl the AC tech. Carl was working on Monday – my day off – so when I met him
at church, I told him I was in the middle of something at home. I would go home and leave him to do his job
and then he could call me when he was finished.
Four or five hours later, he called
and said the job was done; could I come back up to the church and inspect his
work and sign off on his work order. So, I brushed the dust off my grubby
clothes, wiped the sweat off of my unshaven face and, without changing my
shirt, drove up to church. When I got up to the church I discovered he was
equally dirty and sweaty – crawling around in a hot attic will do that to you.
Carl started explaining what the problem was, what he did to correct and fix it,
and then what we needed to do to keep our units functioning better down the
road.
As
Carl was packing up his tools, he said, “You know…this is the first time I’ve
been in a church since I was a kid and went to church with Grannie.” He went on
to tell me about Grannie’s love of Jesus, her example of the Christian life to
him as a boy, how she read – and wore out – her Bible, and how he used to love
to go to church with her to hear her sing next to him. But, as Carl grew up and
set out on his own as a young man, he started down a path of living that filled
him with regret as he got older. As he described to me his wild lifestyle, I
think he hit all of the Ten Commandments to greater and lesser degrees, with a
few of them being more thoroughly broken than others, let’s say. Through his
narrative, he attitude was contrite; his words were filled with remorse; and
his body showed the guilt that the words just couldn’t convey. To cap it all
off, he was convinced he was a disappointment to Grannie. “I just wish I could
be as good a Christian as Grannie,” he said.
Carl
was a prisoner of his sins, convicted by the Law of God. The Law demands
holiness. The Law demands perfection. The Law offers neither excuse nor
options. If you are not holy, if you are not perfect, you are in opposition to
the will of God. And, to those who break God’s Law, the Law stands in full
accusatory power, and much like the old Uncle Sam glaring over his pointing
finger, points straight at you. The Law condemns, damns, and leaves the sinner
terrifyingly alone in the world with nothing to hold onto but his sins and the
conscience that condemns.
Carl
knew this: he was living it. He didn’t need me to preach it. He knew he was far
from God’s command to be holy. He knew he was guilty of that long, laundry list
of sins he committed against God, his neighbor, and even against his own
conscience. The Law, with all of it’s Divine weight, was crushing this man to
the core. Despondent of his sins, terrified of God’s wrath, completely broken
by his past lifestyle, and over-loaded with guilt upon guilt, he began to cry.
“I can’t fix what I did. I can’t forgive myself. I don’t know what to do
anymore,” he said. “I’ll never be as good of a Christian as Grannie..."
As
we stood there, I was seeing Jesus’ parable of the Pharisee and the tax
collector being partially played out in real life. Here, standing in front of
me, was Jesus’ tax collector in the form of an HVAC tech. He couldn’t look up; he
stood with his back towards the altar and the cross above it. So, standing
there in my sweaty, dusty, dirty shorts and T-shirt, covered in cobwebs,
smelling of grass clippings, sawdust and sweat, there was only one thing for me
to do. I told him the message that he
used to hear when he was a boy sitting next to Grannie in church. I told him
about Jesus.
“Carl,
you’ve spent the last decade of your life living outside God’s Law. You have
broken God’s Law. And, when the Law is broken, we are to be punished under the
Law. We deserve God’s wrath. You know this – the guilt you feel, the sorrow you
expressed, the pain in your voice tells me that you recognize you have sinned
and you are far from being righteous in God’s eyes. This is true of all of us –
you, me, even your Grannie.
“Thank
God, He has troubled your conscience with the Law so that you might hear and
believe that Someone did something about this problem. God – who is slow to
anger and abounding in steadfast love – chose instead to send Jesus into the world
to be your Savior. Jesus Christ, who truly was perfect, holy and without sin, was
perfectly righteous for you. Jesus took your sins into himself and carried all
of them to the cross, this sinless man who was made to die the sinner’s death.
At the cross – I gently turned him, pointed to the cross on the wall, and
waited for him to look at it – Jesus took your place. Your unrighteousness
because His; His righteousness became yours. While, yes, you are a sinner, you
have an even greater Savior. His blood was shed for you and covers all of your
sins, so that when God look at you, he no longer sees a sin-stained person who
deserves condemnation; He sees a beloved son whose sins have been covered by
Jesus’ blood. That’s what propitiation means, by the way – blood covering. You
have been blood-bought and blood-covered by Jesus. Your sins – and I repeated a
few of them for him – all of these sins have been covered by the blood of
Jesus. You have done nothing to deserve this; it is all out of God’s Fatherly
divine mercy and Jesus’ love for you., This gift is yours, received by faith in
Jesus as your Savior. Your Grannie taught you this.
“You
know and believe Jesus died for you.” He nodded. “Carl, you have confessed your
sins to me. This isn’t about you forgiving yourself. This is about Jesus
forgiving you. So that you might know this and believe this…” And, there, in
the sanctuary, vested not in alb and stole, but in ratty shorts and a stained
T-shirt, I lifted my dirty hands and with my thumb, traced the sign of the
cross into the dirt on his forehead as I said, “As a called and ordained
servant of Christ, I announce the grace of God unto you, and by the command of
Jesus Christ I forgive all of your sins, in the name of the Father and of the
Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
“You
said you want to be as good a Christian as Grannie. Do you know what a “Good
Christian” is? A good Christian is someone who knows they are a sinner but they
have an even greater Savior. A good Christian trusts the baptismal promise
given them by God in Water and Word even when they fall far short of the glory
of God. A good Christian comes to the Lord’s Supper – knowing they are unworthy
in and of themselves; but worthy in the baptismal washing of Jesus – to receive
the medicine for the soul. A good Christian trusts Jesus promises that their
sins have been taken away and, even though they wrestle with temptation and
falling into sin this side of heaven, they know their eternal reward in the
resurrection is certain because Jesus opened the tomb on Easter morning. It’s
not about being a “better” Christian – as if you were a fine wine, getting
better with age - it’s about being a faithful one. If you want to be a good
Christian, Carl, like Grannie, then be faithful, and live in the merciful forgiveness
of Christ.
“Now,
depart in peace, Carl. Your sins have been forgiven.”
Today is the 500th anniversary of the
Reformation and I hope you notice that, so far, I haven’t even mentioned Martin
Luther at all from the pulpit. There’s a good reason for that. The Reformation isn’t about
Luther, or me or Carl either, for that matter. Author Chad Bird says, “The
Reformation is not about 95 theses nailed to the door; it’s about one Man
nailed to the cross.[2]”
Jesus died for sinners like me. In this
true story, Carl received what Luther discovered: Jesus died for sinners like
him. I have told you this story, today, so that you may know that Jesus died for sinners like you, too. In Christ, you have the freedom of the Gospel from sin
and a guilty conscience. This is what the Church is called to do: preach Christ
and Him crucified for the sins of the world; that in Him is forgiveness for our
sins.
That’s
what the Reformation is about, even 500 years later. It’s not about Luther.
It’s still about Jesus.
[1]
The name is changed, and the story is conflated to protect a confidence, but
the conversation took place as indicated.
[2]https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10214608892359479&set=a.2262330521222.2131745.1337232755&type=3&theater.
Used with author’s permission.