17th
Sunday after Pentecost; Yr. C, September 15, 2013
Exodus 32:7-14; Psalm 51:1-10; 1 Timothy 1:12-17; Luke 15:1-10
Sermon
preached at St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church
So
a woman lost one of her ten silver coins, and she searched the house up and
down until she found it. It reminds me
of the time I lost an ear ring, and I search the house the car, the pathway to
the church door, the parking lot and the grass around my car. I desperately wanted to find it, because what
do you do with just one of a pair of earrings.
But I didn’t find my lost thing.
It stayed lost, probably sitting in some obscure dusty corner … waiting
to be found.
I
knew that earring was lost, because I still had its partner in my left ear. The only thing harder then losing it, was
telling Nancy that it was gone … because it was her earring. She had bought them for our wedding in New
Hampshire. Someone told me I should pray
to St. Anthony, because that always works, but I didn’t. That’s never really worked for me. I just kept looking. Something inside me made me believe that it
was somewhere near by, that I was probably looking right at it, but not seeing
it. If only I looked in the right place
… the lost thing would be found. I imagined
myself finding it, and running inside to tell Nancy. Look, the lost have been found, I’d say! It’s right here in my hand! We’d both smile
and jump for joy. We’d do a little happy
dance in the kitchen and celebrate! My
guilt would be lifted and peace restored.
But I never did find it.
When
I lost the earring and went in and told Nancy, she was disappointed, but not
angry. The earring has some sentimental
value, but my losing it was not the end of the world. My guess is that when I told her that the
earring was lost, within a short time, I was forgiven. Nancy forgave me, long before I forgave
myself. It wasn’t the earring that was
important. What was important was our
relationship with one another. I said I
was sorry, and I promised to wear earring backs in the future when I borrowed
her earrings. For her, I think it pretty
much ended there, at least … I think it did.
You
can’t be in relationship with someone and not have something like that
happen. We hurt one another, many times
unintentionally. What matters is what we
do in those relationships when difficult stuff happens … when we put something
or someone else in higher place than the one we’ve pledged to love. As Christians, the most important
relationship we have is with God. Our
God is a jealous God, we shall not put anything else before God. When we start worshipping our own golden
calves … our work, our stuff, our freedom, our time, our food, our whatever it
is … how will we respond. Will we run
and hide like Adam and Eve in the garden and deny any wrong doing? Maybe, because we don’t always recognize
what’s going on. We don’t always realize
it when we’ve started walking down the path toward fear or insecurity or pride. If that happens, I think what our gospel
reading is telling us, is that God will always coming looking for us.
God
is hopelessly in love with us. So much
so that if God were the shepherd of a flock, he would go out into the
wilderness to look for us … and leave the others. God would do the risky thing … go out into
danger to find us. And when we are found
again, and brought into right relationship with God, the whole community would
celebrate … because we would be whole once again.
God
is hopelessly in love with us. So much
so that if God were a woman with ten silver coins, God wouldn’t cease looking
for the one that was missing until it was found … even though he still had nine
other precious coins. He would grieve
the one that was lost and search tenaciously for it. When that coin was found, and brought back
into right relationship with God, the whole community would celebrate … because
we would be whole once again.
Do
we trust God enough to believe that?
Christ Jesus came into the world to save us from sin, to reconcile us to
God and one another. God wants us to
have the joy of sharing in relationship, in relationships rightly ordered …
relationships that celebrate and respond in love and caring … relationships
that know mercy and compassion … relationships that hold us accountable …
relationships grounded in forgiveness and hope.
Do
we trust God enough to believe that no matter what we do, there is absolutely
nothing that can separate us from God? Do we?
It’s hard. It’s beyond our
imaging, because we only get glimpses of it from in our human relationships. We believe in a hopeless God, one hopelessly
in love with us … one who will never stop seeking us … whose patience is
eternal. Trust in that and imagine each
act of repentance and reconciliation as a grand party in the household of
God. Every time is an opportunity to
come back to God’s loving embrace, God’s arms wide open to welcome us
home.
We just need
to trust that it’s possible. Nancy
offered me forgiveness long before I accepted it. We never found the earring, but we did find
each other. That makes all the
difference to us and to God.
Amen.
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