June 21, 2015
Mark 4:35-41
Prayer
Our story in Mark is
much more than a weather event Jesus’ friends are experiencing. To be sure…
their boat is being so swamped with water they are fearful for their very
lives. In fact… I think they’re positively P.O.’d at Jesus and are screaming at
him to do something. They’ve seen him do miraculous things after-all. But…
Jesus is just laying in the back of the boat resting his eyes.
But They’re screaming… “Teacher don’t you
care?”…. Jesus Don’t You Care?
I remember being out on Saginaw Bay one
summer day on a buddies sailboat. The weather was fine when we left the dock,
but quickly turned cloudy and very windy turning the 1-2 ft waves into 4-6 ft
waves. The boat was being battered by the waves and the wind and I was more
than a bit anxious… truth be told… I was very afraid we wouldn’t make it back.
We did, but next time I checked the weather reports more intentionally after
that.
For Jesus’ friends…
they wake him… Jesus see’s their fear and quiets the storm. And now… I think
they’re more fearful seeing Jesus do this than they are of the storm. I mean…
how did he do that? They just witnessed Jesus doing something quite
unbelievable… calming nature. No doubt… a miracle and at the very least a sign
of something quite remarkable for sure. Not only were Jesus’ friends fearful of
the elements of nature. Now… they’re fearful of being in the presence of the
living God. And in their minds, no one else could have done what they’ve just
witnessed.
Jesus’ friends just
experienced something extraordinary, a miracle that left them speechless. For
Mark… Jesus’ friends have seen Jesus do some remarkable things. Jesus has
healed people, but they’ve seen people do this. There were faith healers in
many towns… and it was not uncommon in Jesus’ day to see faith healers healing
people.
However… this was
much different… Jesus calmed a storm! Jesus did something that only God could
do. And this is an all new experience for Jesus’ friends and they all
experienced it and now it’s changed them… and that’s unsettling for them.
I share a story of when I did my clinical
work at OSU. Essentially I was a chaplain for 10 weeks one summer. After a long
day of being with, praying with, and offering hope to sick people. And being on
call this night I received a page from the hospital that the family of a dying
woman wanted a chaplain. I went to the ICU room and as the family gathered
around the bed I stood at the foot of the bed as they shared their mother’s
story. Nurses began disconnecting monitors and as we briefly left the room so
the respirator could be removed. When we returned we gathered and I prayed.
It was the first time I had witnessed someone
actually dying and as the heart monitor began its slow descent of the heart
beat the family bowing their hears, some crying, some holding their mothers
hands I looked up as I finished my prayer and saw what appeared to be a person
standing at the head of the bead with their hands opened as to receive this
woman. I looked around and said to myself… does anyone see what I am seeing? Does
anybody see this?I began shaking in fear… is this Jesus or an angel, or …. I
was experiencing something I had never experienced. It was a holy moment that
changed my life.
The next day after we finished our rounds we
(my colleagues) gathered to share what we experienced during the day with our
supervisor. I dared not share what had happened the previous evening. No one
would believe what I saw. They would certainly think I was crazy or nuts. I
thought to myself… Lutherans don’t believe in such things. There’s no way I’m going
to share this and I didn’t.
As I reflect on this
I think I am just as fearful of what I experienced as were Jesus’ friends with
their experience. This experienced changed me big time and it made a huge
impact on my life. So… I have to believe it had to change Jesus’ friends too.
Leif Engler in his book “Peace Like a River”
says, “Miracles bother people, like a sudden unknown pain.” He goes on to say,
“People fear miracles because they fear being changed.”
Jesus asked his friends, “Why Are You
Afraid?”
I don’t share my
story very often. I know that may be silly but I think people will think I’m
nuts. I believe that’s why Jesus’ friends are fearful as well… who’s going to
believe this? And then there’s the notion that Christians aren’t suppose to be
afraid of the disturbances of life because after-all we have God… right! That
being Christian somehow makes us immune to such fears. If anything… there’s an
extra heaping of struggle placed upon us.
Look at the incident in South Carolina this
past week.
I can tell you It’s
got me a bit worried…
This is why I think
our story in Mark is so relevant for us today. Despite the storms in life Jesus
seeks to change us. And this past week we as a nation have experienced a tragedy
and something needs to change because these kinds of incidences are becoming
much to frequent and devastating. The issues of racism, hate, killing, and the
polarization of society need more than just be addressed. We need to do
something about it. We’ve been talking about it for generations and yet we can’t
talk about the issues. It seems we can’t talk to one another about anything
these days. This must change. We must be changed.
The change we
experience shouldn’t be in a fearful way, but in a way where we can encounter
the living God. Our God is a God who cares about us and a Jesus who experiences
our fearfulness and promises to calm the storms of life. Let’s not be afraid any
longer.
I believe the storms
of life change us for a life God is calling to.
It’s
a life where we experience an amazing encounter of God.
It’s
kind of like… between a reverential awe and holy terror.
I sort of felt this way during the 3 years it
took to discern God’s call of my life into pastoral ministry… way cool ministry
experiences and holy terror of making a mid-life change.
In Closing…
It seems to me… if
our focus is on the storms surrounding us we will miss the miracle before us.
We
will miss where God is at work in the world….
We
will miss that God is calling us to the other side of the lake…
And
we will miss what it means to imagine differently what it means to be people of
faith.
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