"Mastering A Lost Art" Sermon Delivered By Reverend Richard E. Stetler – April 3, 2011 Centenary United
Samuel 16:1-13; John 9:1-16
On this fourth Sunday of Lent, we are going to consider
the lost art of looking at the
meaning of our experiences with less certainty than we do. Before you
ask, “What did he just say?” let me illustrate my point. Before his
retirement, a friend of ours was the owner of As they walked
through the giant redwood trees, Dick broke their silence and said, “Can
you imagine that these trees were only twenty feet tall during the time
when Jesus was roaming through Dick was shocked by
his friend’s response. He
said, “That guy shattered my moments of tranquility and reflection.
I literally had been carried away by my sense of wonder and awe
and he was thinking of profit margins.
How can two people experience the same thing and come away with
such different reactions?” I told him that we
slowly develop our responses by experiencing life through
the lenses of what we value.
Each of us is an individual.
We do not see things as they are.
We personalize each experience because of who we are.
Dick had a difficult time letting go of his colleague’s
comment. Here is another example.
A neighbor of ours experienced the sudden death of her husband
from a heart attack. She was
inconsolable with grief. In
these instances, all anyone can do is listen to her pain and give them
the gift of your silent presence.
She said, “How can God allow this to happen?
We were so happy.”
She told me all the things they had planned to do once he retired from
his dental practice. She
kept asking me, “What am I going to do?
What am I going to do?”
Such questions are best greeted with silence. Such episodes in life happen to all of us sooner or later.
There is no way to plan for them with some prearranged response.
Life is not like that, but we can allow such moments to become
stepping stones rather than the end of a journey.
As it turned out, Olga met a widower while vacationing in She wrote, “Dick, you are not going to believe this, but I met a
man while walking along the beach one evening.
His wife had died four years ago and we have fallen hopelessly in
love just like a couple of teenagers.
I could never have imagined that anyone could fill the void in my
life after George died. I am
so happy to be with someone who loves me as much as I love him.
He is a perfect gentleman and it doesn’t hurt that he is also
rich.” Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr. once offered
the following guidance, “The great thing in this world is not so much
where you are or what you are experiencing, but in what direction you
are moving.” The 13th Century Sufi poet Rumi once
wrote, “If you are irritated and become unsettled by every rub, how will
you ever become polished?” There are hundreds
of familiar statements that help us to see the value of looking at every
experience as one that can move us toward an opportunity to grow.
When we find ourselves
confused, we should change
the lenses of our glasses. What is happening to us has no value until we
assign one.
How do we really know what an
experience means or where it will lead us?
Both of our
scripture lessons featured individuals who
missed the mark because they
assigned meaning to their encounter.
Both were viewing events through the
windows of their values and
beliefs even though both of them thought they had God as
the captain of their ships.
The story of Samuel anointing David to become the next king of When Jesse’s seven sons had come before Samuel, none of them was
God’s choice. Samuel asked, “Do you have any other sons?”
Jesse responded, “There is the youngest, but he’s out taking care
of the sheep.” Samuel said,
“Send for him.” When David
was brought before Samuel, the
glass slipper fit his foot,
i.e., he met with God’s approval -- and Samuel anointed him to
become the one who would follow King Saul. In our Gospel lesson, the same mistake was made.
A number of Pharisees allowed their own beliefs, values and faith
to interpret the testimony of others in their community.
Jesus had healed a man who had been blind since birth but he had
performed this deed on the Sabbath, a time when by law the Jews must
rest from their labors.
People who knew the healed man actually doubted that he was the
same man who used to sit and beg for alms.
Once his identity was established, the Pharisees became divided.
Some said, “The man who did this cannot be from God.
He did not obey the Sabbath Law.”
Other Pharisees said, “How could a man who is
a sinner perform such miracles as these?” It is very common for us
to interpret our experiences through our beliefs, values and faith. We
bring to every event who we are and what we think we know.
We are seldom prepared to
look upon some one-of-a-kind experience or some unexpected life-reversal
as guidance for our journey.
We may not understand anything the moment something is happening. This
is why we need to learn
the lost
art of trusting God even when our thoughts cause us to imagine all
manner of challenging possibilities.
For example, Moses
turned aside to see a bush that was on fire and it was not consumed.
He was urged by God to confront the ruler of More than likely
Samuel went home following his anointing of David as king hoping that he
had not misunderstood God’s guidance.
Much later in our Gospel lesson, the Pharisees brought back the
man that had been blind and cross-examined him again.
They asked, “How did he cure you of your blindness?”
He responded, “I have already told you.
Why do you want to hear it again?”
They said, “We follow Moses.
As for this Jesus, we do not know where he came from.” The healed
man countered, “What a strange thing.
You do not know where he comes from?
He cured me of my blindness!
Since the beginning of the world, no one has ever heard of anyone
giving sight to a person born blind.
Unless this man came from God, he would not be able to do a
thing.” The Pharisees
fired back, “You were brought
up in sin and you are trying to teach us?” They threw him out of the
synagogue. (John 9:26f) How many of us have given
voice to our frustrations because of some drama in which we have found
ourselves?
Like Samuel
and the Pharisees, we can not see God’s handiwork during a moment when
we did not know what was happening or why.
It is only when we look back on some event that we can see but
one set of foot prints in the sand.
That was when God was carrying us.
It is very challenging for us to
understand guidance at the moment it is happening. A number of us know the hymn:
“Have thine own way, Lord.
Have thine own way. Thou art the potter; I am the clay.
Mold me and make me after thy will, while I am waiting, yielded
and still.” Our problem is that
we do not take the time to be “waiting, yielded and still.”
We are out there clamoring for justice.
We want our day in court.
We want to cry out that life is not fair.
Think of the possibilities that may happen because God is the potter and
we are the clay!
Many years ago there was a young woman in She worked long hours until she had gathered enough money to buy
three bus tickets to At the age of 25, she bought a little taco stand.
Her small business expanded and grew until 20 years later she
became the owner of the largest wholesale business of Mexican products
in the During our walk through
the Lenten season, it would serve us well to consider this
lost art of remembering that
we are clay and it is God who is The Potter.
Reflecting on this
lost art
would help us pause to consider that more may be happening to us then
what we first imagine. When Lois and I accepted an assignment to Helen Steiner Rice wrote a poem that frames with her words a
creative way to view our earthly experiences.
Maybe I’m kind of old fashioned – Maybe
I’m trailing the rest, but somehow I cling to the theory that whatever
happens is best. Best, if we
know how to use it, if we know just what lesson to take. . . best if we
know what each happening means, and out of it just what to make.
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