Merry Christmas! And a
Happy New Year, everyone! Isn't it refreshing to be able to say
that? The great thing about a new year is that, while we're making
our resolutions, while we're joking about not having seen each other
since last year, while we try to train ourselves to write a different
digit on our checks, when we toss the old calendar and hang up a
fresh one – through all that, we get to marvel at the prospect of a
new beginning. A new year is about being able to breathe free and
having a fresh start.
The gospel is a lot like
that. The gospel is about new beginnings. Admittedly, you wouldn't
think so, to hear the way some people present the gospel. I think
I've told the story before – or maybe I haven't; I can't remember –
of when I first was saved. My mom and I had gone to an evangelistic
drama called Heaven's Gates and Hell's Flames.
It started with a little scene presenting the crucifixion and the
resurrection, with special focus on the harrowing of hell. But most
of the presentation, they kept acting out pairs of absurd vignettes
showing perfectly saintly people who believed in Jesus being welcomed
into heaven with much fanfare, while flagrant sinners and other
non-believers were shown being dragged into hell to an ominous
soundtrack by a cackling Satan. Subtlety may not have been their
strong suit, is what I'm saying!
The
way they presented the gospel, it was barely anything more than
taking out a fire insurance policy. There's really all there was to
it, the way they were teaching it. But they did at least hint at the
subject of having our sins forgiven. And that's important. Too
often, we reduce Christianity to being entirely about the forgiveness
of our individual and personal sins. Don't get me wrong: that is a
vital aspect of the gospel message. When the Apostle Peter announced
the good news to the kindly Roman centurion Cornelius, Peter
concluded by saying that “everyone who believes in him” – Jesus
Christ – “receives forgiveness of sins through his name” (Acts
10:43). And forgiveness goes beyond just the merely personal.
That's why the psalmist sings to God, “You forgave the
iniquity of your people; you pardoned all their
sin; you withdrew all your wrath; you turned from your hot anger”
(Psalm 85:2-3).
At
the same time, the same psalmist reminds us that there's more to
salvation than being forgiven. There's value in forgiveness, because
forgiveness cleans our slate. But why do people like clean slates?
Why do artists buy blank canvas? To write, to draw, to paint
something fresh! Now, when I was young – I know, I know, many of
you think I still am – but when I was younger still, my favorite
comic strip in the Sunday paper was Calvin and Hobbes.
Did any of you ever read that one? I think it's still good – its
quality hasn't gone down with age at all. It's the only comic strip
I ever read that used the word 'Weltanschauung'.
I remember the very last strip ever drawn, Bill Watterson's farewell
to his beloved characters. It came out on New Year's Eve in 1995 –
a Sunday morning just like today, a little over two decades ago.
Calvin and his tiger Hobbes waded out into a thick blanket of freshly
fallen snow; Hobbes marveled at how the world looked brand-new,
Calvin proclaimed the new year a “fresh, clean start,” Hobbes
compared it to “a big white sheet of paper to draw on,” and
Calvin proclaimed it “a day full of possibilities” – and then
they sledded off into the woods to make something of the blank canvas
they'd been given. Calvin's last words were: “It's a magical
world, Hobbes, ol' buddy. Let's go exploring!”
Salvation
is about an end to the old sinful life, but salvation is about more
than an end; it's about a beginning, the start of something new.
“Show us your steadfast love, O LORD,
and grant us your salvation”
(Psalm 85:7). Salvation is looking on with gleaming eyes as God
joyfully pronounces, “I am about to do a new thing!” (Isaiah
43:19). And nothing is more important: like Paul says, “a new
creation is everything” (Galatians 6:15). New creation is what
happens in Christ: “Everything old has passed away; see, everything
has become new” (2 Corinthians 5:17). Everything has become
new.... Jesus brings new life into fruition; and the word we might
use for that new life is a word that comes from the Latin for 'new
life,' and that word is “revival.” Salvation brings revival, and
revival brings joy! “Will you not revive us again, so
that your people may rejoice in you?”
(Psalm 85:6). “I will rejoice in the LORD;
I will exult in the God of my salvation”
(Habakkuk 3:18).
On
a personal level, revival is first and foremost about the new life of
Jesus being born within us. That's why Paul compared himself to a
mother or a midwife: “I am again in the pain of
childbirth until Christ is formed in you”
(Galatians 4:19). Just like we sang this morning: “O holy Child of
Bethlehem, / descend to us, we pray! / Cast out our sin” – does
the verse stop there? No, it doesn't. You remember how it finishes;
there's more than that: “Cast out our sin and enter in; / be born
in us
today.” New life isn't just our rebirth; new life is the birth of
Jesus' life in our souls. That's why it's so fitting that the
Christian year really runs, in a way, from Advent until
Christ-the-King Sunday. We always begin with the story of Christmas,
because all our hope of new life hinges on the birth of Jesus – in
Bethlehem first, but because that happened, in our own lives as well
when we receive him. Our new life comes from Jesus being present in
our flesh and our blood. The “something new” that starts when we
get a new beginning in Christ is none other than a life that belongs
to Jesus instead of to us, a life subject to his command and not our
control. It may not be safe, but isn't it holy and good?
Just
the same, the psalmist isn't speaking as an individual. When he says
“revive us again,” he doesn't mean just an individual work in
each individual life. He means a revival as
the people of God – new life for the whole community of faith
together. What would it mean to have revival in a church as a whole,
or a community as a whole, and not just as a collection of little
individual revivals? If revival at a personal level is the new life
of Jesus being born within
us, revival at a communal level is the new life of Jesus being born
among
us. Jesus is born into our midst, his life takes up residence in our
midst: we actually live as one body owned and operated by one Spirit,
filled with the power of Jesus, shaped by the character of Jesus,
heaven-bent on the mission of Jesus with the fiery determination of
Jesus to band together and be the living presence of Jesus in the
community – spreading his new life wherever we go, like glitter
from a Christmas card that just will not go away! (I'm sure you got
some; you know what I mean.)
This
past year, we've been looking plenty to the past. We've talked about
what God has done for each of us in our various-numbered years on
this earth. We've contemplated our history: what God has done for
Pequea EC through nearly a century and a half here. It is good to
remember. It's good to reorient ourselves. But God is not a
prisoner in the past. God beckons us forward into the future he's
weaving. God calls us to look ahead to what's new, not just what's
old. Our God is the God of New Creation. Our God is the God who
makes all things new, who does a new thing and insists that we look
at it, perceive it, get in on it. And our God sent his Son into the
world to tell us, “No one who puts a hand to the plow and looks
back is fit for the kingdom of God” (Luke 9:62). We have to decide
now, while the year is still newborn, if we want 2016 to be called
“The Year of God's New Thing” here at Pequea. Put it another
way: Do we want
revival? Do
we
want
revival?
“Choose this day...” (Joshua 24:15).
Now, revival isn't something we can just snap our fingers and bring
about. Revival can't be ordered off a menu; we can't ring up a
restaurant and ask the delivery boy to drive on over and hand us
revival in a box – thirty minutes or your money back, guaranteed.
Revival can't be built by the sweat of our brow and the callouses on
our hands. Revival doesn't come by self-driven resolutions. Revival
doesn't come by works. But we desperately need revival! We always
need revival! As we look around at our pews; when we look at our
streets; when we glance through our neighbors' windows; when we sit
down to people-watch at Walmart or Yoder's – what's missing? What
don't we see – something we could so easily forget because we don't
know it enough to miss it when it's missing? What our community is
missing is to see the kingdom of God unfolding powerfully in our
midst, bursting through the seams.
An honest Pharisee named Nicodemus wanted to know how he could feast
his eyes on the new life of the kingdom. Creeping through the
darkened streets while the sun was distracted across our earthen
globe, he went to Jesus and wanted to know what all these signs
meant. Jesus had brought something new. Jesus had disrupted all his
old traditions, everything his father and his father's father had
taught him. Jesus was doing kingdom things, the sort of wonders to
which all the prophets testified. The other Pharisees were wrong to
rationalize him away. This teacher came from God – and didn't that
mean the kingdom was here? What was Nicodemus missing? New life
(John 3:1-3).
That's what Jesus told him. But Nicodemus was perplexed. He heard
the words coming off Jesus' lips, but he didn't get it (John 3:4).
How can that happen? How do you repeat birth? How can an old life
be made a new life? How does the kingdom of God show up? How could
there possibly be such a thing as revival? Too often, I'm afraid,
the church in America is in Nicodemus' shoes. The church –
especially smaller churches – doesn't really believe there can be
such a thing as revival. Through lack of faithful vision, a church
can easily resign itself to insularity and insignificance, can look
on itself as a hopeless case, can scale the goal down into something
small. A man picks up a bow and arrow, aims at a target, fumbles;
the arrow drops to the floor at his feet; he sighs, takes a
paintbrush, paints a target there where the arrow landed, just inches
away; tells himself day in and day out that that's all he was ever
meant to do, until one day he wakes up believing that he was never
meant to reach anything past arm's length from where his feet touch
the ground. That's Nicodemus before that fateful night. Sometimes,
that's us.
How can there be something like revival when I haven't been to
archery practice in so long? How can there be revival if my eyes
have faded and I can't see the original target anymore? How does
revival come? The key is that new birth, new creation, new life,
revival – this happens when the Spirit of God fans our lukewarm
embers back into flame – because the Spirit blows where'er he wills
(John 3:5-8). Revival comes not by works, but by prayerful and
obedient faith that's eager to work in love (cf. Galatians 5:6).
That's what new creation looks like. That's what the life of Jesus
born in and among us looks like.
But to get there, we have to want it – not just think it would be a
nice idea, but we have to want it, like a hungry man wants a
meal, like a man in the desert wants a drink of water. We have to
have hearts to receive it. We have to reject the target we've
painted at our feet. We have to clear the scales from our eyes and
gaze ahead to the real goal. We have to trust that Jesus will lend
strength to our arm as we pull back that string. We have to trust
that the Spirit will carry our arrows where they need to go. We have
to want it badly enough to have faith in the God who wants us to want
it.
If
we do want to see revival, then we need to pray. We need to be like
Habakkuk: “I
stand in awe, O LORD,
of your work. In our own time revive it! In our own time make it
known!”
(Habakkuk 3:1-2). Or like the psalmist: “Restore
us again, O God of our salvation”
(Psalm 85:4). This isn't a prayer to be put on a list, recited
alongside other items on a letter to Santa, muttered and forgotten.
Do you think the psalmist prayed this just once? Did Habakkuk pray,
stand up, shrug his shoulders, and say, “I did what I could”?
No! They cried out day after day! In prayer they latched onto God
like Jacob and refused to let go until he blessed them! They
hammered unrelentingly on heaven's door, banging and causing a holy
racket! Jesus told the story of a widow and a judge, and at the end,
Jesus asked, “Will not God grant justice to his chosen ones who cry
to him day and night? Will he delay long in helping them?” (Luke
18:7). The answer was no. Just the same, won't God grant revival to
his children who cry to him day and night? If God won't withhold
justice, will he withhold new life? Will he keep revival in the
warehouse? No! But we have to pray like Habakkuk, like the
psalmist, like the widow.
So “choose this day.” Do we want the target at our feet, or the
target on the horizon? Do we want to watch familiar old reruns, or
do we want the premiere of God's blockbuster? Do we want to be a
self-contained social club, or do we want to be as evangelical as it
says on the sign outside? Do we want tame, calm, and
family-friendly, or do we dare to sink to our knees and beg the
explosive Spirit of God to rage in our midst like a tempest? Choose
this day: Will we settle for the status quo, or will we implore God
for revival? Will we go home satisfied with a routine, or will we
“pray always and not lose heart” (Luke 18:1)?
This
morning, we're invited to meet God over a table – to encounter him
in the bread and in the cup; to eat and drink with the Lord of New
Life. With this holy meal, he refreshes us, he feeds us, he sustains
us, he infuses the life of Jesus into us. But so often, we settle
for a symbol in lieu of the substance; we clamor for a morsel and
shun God's bounteous feast. If you want revival in your own heart,
in your church, in the community where you live and work and play,
then search your soul this morning, step forward, grab onto Jesus the
Spirit-Sender, and pray like new life depends on it – because it
does. Hallelujah – his is all the glory – O God, revive us again
– so we can go exploring, seeking, and find.
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