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The Widow's "Might"


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This Sermon was preached on October 25th, 2009
Preacher: Rev. Dr. W. Mark Ralls
Text: Mark

THE WIDOW’S MIGHT

I’ve come to the conclusion that God likes to have a little fun with preachers during stewardship season. God knows we’re awfully uptight about church budgets and such and sometimes I wonder if God takes it upon Himself to lighten the mood a bit.

Last Sunday, I was preaching on everyone’s favorite scripture verse – the one about the love of money being the root of all evil. Well, somehow as I was placing my sermon notes in the pulpit, I suffered a paper cut that just wouldn’t stop bleeding. At 10:55, all I could find in the Pastor’s Study was children’s band-aid, emblazoned with a bright blue cartoon character. I convinced myself that no one would notice but after the service was over I discovered that almost everyone did.

If that wasn’t proof enough of God’s sense of humor, there was yesterday morning. I was in the middle of my Saturday morning routine. I was sitting at the kitchen table going over my sermon for Commitment Sunday with a blue pen in hand. I was marking some things out … adding others .. for a final draft.

When I left the table for a glass of milk, our hound-dog Moses scooped up my blue felt pen in his mouth and ran straight for Dining Room. The chase was on and on the fourth lap around the Dining Room table the blue pen began to drip. By the time I caught him, our white carpet had a bright blue circle around the Dining Room Table. After an emergency trip to Wegmans, as I pulled into our drive with bag full of club soda and 5 bottles of spot remover, there was Moses front paws on the picket fence to greet me. And I could have sworn that he was GRINNING at me with the biggest, BLUEST LIPS I’ve ever seen. So it is with fear and trepidation that I stand before you with yet another STEWARDSHIP SERMON.

At least this time, the scripture is innocuous. It’s quaint to tbe point of being precious. We find Jesus sitting near the front steps of the Temple. He’s quietly watching the people as they go in. One by one, they place their offerings in the treasury box. He sees one among the crowd – one that no one but Jesus would have bothered to notice.

She’s a widow – how Jesus knew this is anyone’s guess – perhaps it was her lined face and the frayed sleeves of her gown. And as Jesus watches, she takes two copper mites – a penny’s worth of coins – from her tattered purse and drops them in the treasury box. With that small act of generosity, she fades into the bustling crowd around her.

And, yet, there is a peculiar POWER in this moment. A thousand years from now when the world has forgotten the Rockefellers, the Gates, the Eastmans, people of faith will still ponder this poor widow and her gift of copper mites. GIVING DEEPLY – not out of ABUNDANCE – but from her SCARCITY, she has remained our model of generosity. Who could guess how many other gifts her seemingly small gift has inspired?

Granted, that’s a PECULIAR kind of power … but it is POWERFUL. It is the power to attract .. to inspire. Here quiet witness makes us long simply to be BETTER than we are. Blaise Pascal said that next to the might of God, “the most powerful influence in the world is the serene, silent beauty of a holy life.”

ONE SMALL ACT may open a hidden door in the universe that leads to INFINITE POSSIBILITY. That’s called “the butterfly effect.” The BUTTERFLY EFFECT goes back to a mathematician named Lorenz Attractor. He presented a mathematical model that successfully demonstrated how one seemingly insignificant action can have unimagined power. It is based on how tightly woven – how deeply inter-related – are the events of our world.

Attractor’s model inspired philosophers of science to ponder a bizarre question – whether the flutter of a butterfly’s wing in Brazil could trigger a succession of events that eventually results in a tornado in Texas. As outlandish as it sounds, for many scientists the answer is YES. One small action can ignite a whole host of unexpected events.

We have called our STEWARDSHIP INITIATIVE THE POWER OF ONE to remind ourselves of the POWER of seemingly small gifts. You may remember the children’s rhyme: Little drops of water, little grains of sand/ Make the mighty ocean and the pleasant land.

But you already know that. Our DINING AND CARING CENTER began over lunch day with sack full of peanut butter sandwiches. One expression of generosity, one act of compassion mysteriously attracts another. Each gift – no matter small it seems – opens a hidden door of grace with infinite possibilities.

When I pastored a church in Charlotte, North Carolina Hope Stout attended the United Methodist congregation down the street. When Hope was twelve, she was diagnosed with a rare form of bone cancer. Representatives from the MAKE-A-WISH Foundation, showed up at her home to explore what final wish they might provide.

But Hope wasn’t interested in a trip to Disney World. She didn’t even desire a date with a BUBBLE-GUM POP STAR. Instead, she ASKED THEM A QUESTION, How many other children are waiting for wishes? The representative checked into it and discovered that one hundred and fifty-five terminally ill children in North Carolina were waiting for their own wishes to be granted. Hope responded with an unexpected wish. My wish is to raise enough money to grant all of their wishes.

News of her generosity spread from church to church, from girl scout troop to elementary school. Soon young children in Charlotte were donating the precious contents of their piggy banks and a group of youth organized a WALK-A-THON in uptown Charlotte. Vendors sold t-shirts with the words, A CELEBRATION OF HOPE. All told, 15,000 people participated and all of them gave deeply. When all the dimes and quarters were counted – along with a few checks – it was discovered that 1.5 million dollars had been contributed .. enough to grant two hundred and fifty wishes.

Folks don’t give more than you can, but give what you can. Every estimate you provide makes a difference. However small it may seem to you it opens a door to the mysterious power of generosity and grace. Amen.

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This is the sermon for October 18th, 2009
Preacher: Reverend Dr. W. Mark Ralls

SCRIPTURE: 1 Timothy 6:6-10

There is great gain in godliness with contentment; for we brought nothing into the world, and we cannot take anything out of the world; but if we have food and clothing, with these we shall be content. But those who desire to be rich fall into temptation, into a snare, into many senseless and hurtful desires that plunge persons into ruin and destruction. For the love of money is the root of all evils; it is through this craving that some have wandered away from the faith and pierced their hearts with many pangs.


“So what’s your sermon about this Sunday?” Jennifer asked over dinner. I tried to respond as casually as possible, “It’s about that verse in 1 Timothy. The one that says the love of money is the root of all evil.” “Hmmph” responded Jennifer as she chewed a mouthful of rice. Then she added, “I guess your point is going to be that the best way for us to avoid evil is to give all our money to the church.” “Yep, I said, that’s pretty much IT in a nutshell.”

You know it’s hard to be a preacher in the month of October. October is stewardship season and that means I really ought to talk with you about your money. If that makes you feel uncomfortable, don’t worry you’re not alone. I’m about as comfortable preaching on money as you are listening to a stewardship sermon. But folks, we’re kind of stuck here. I mean what else can we do? Jesus talked more about money than any other topic. Jesus saw an intimate connection between following him as Lord and Savior and acting appropriately with our money.


The first Christians understood this. In The Book of Acts, financial generosity is the most common response to conversion. “All the believers,” Acts 2 tells us, “had everything in common. They sold their property and their possessions placing their proceeds in a common trust. When some of the members were suffering, their response was straightforward. They gave. They gave of themselves. They gave of their money. For them, it was just that simple.

Later, Christian stewardship became more organized. Storehouses of donated money and food were created to care for the sick and the poor. By AD 250, the Christian community in Rome supported 1500 people through their STOREHOUSE. A few centuries later, a bishop named Basil built a HUGE storehouse just outside the gates of Caesarea, where a treasury of money collected from wealthy Christians was kept and put to use whenever needs arose.

This generosity inspired a common vision. As Acts 4 tells us, the first followers of Jesus were “ONE in heart and mind.”

And that’s part of what we’re suggesting when we call our stewardship initiative THE POWER OF ONE. We mean that as members of Asbury First, we share a common STOREHOUSE both literally and figuratively. We mean that we are united by God’s love for us and in our love for one another. We hold these precious gifts in common.

And when realize this, it leads us – just as it did for the first Christians, to ask an uncomfortable question when it comes to our money. Rather than asking, IN LIGHT OF WHAT I HAVE, HOW MUCH CAN I AFFORD TO GIVE? we ask, IN LIGHT OF WHAT I’VE BEEN GIVEN HOW MUCH SHOULD I KEEP?

In response to this uncomfortable question, the letter of 1st Timothy seems almost too straightforward. Reminding us of the folksy wisdom that you can’t take it with you, the author recommends holding back just enough for clothing and food.


Now if that makes you feel uncomfortable, you’re not alone. I live in the suburbs, and I don’t take the bus to work. Every month, I feed my mortgage and my 401K like a hungry lion at the zoo. In other words, I keep more for myself – a lot more I’m afraid -- than the cost of food and clothing.

And as uncomfortable as it is to talk about, 1 Timothy nudges us toward a different path. “Godliness,” says the author, “is a holy contentment” – that rare ability to find value in all that unites us to God and to one another rather than money.

Elisha was a member of my last congregation in North Carolina. She was very successful and liked to reward herself each year with a nice vacation. One of her favorite spots was a tiny, undeveloped island in Greece called Kea. Each morning of her vacation, Elisha enjoyed watching the lone fisherman as he lowered his net from a small, rickety boat, waited patiently; and then pulled in his catch. Each afternoon, Eisha watched again as he rolled in his nets and returned to the shore.


There a long line of friends greeted him. They cheered and hugged the fisherman while holding out their empty baskets. The fisherman smiled broadly as he filled each basket with fish.

After watching this routine for several days in a row, Elisha could finally not contain her curiosity. “Why do you give away so many fish?” she asked him. The fisherman just smiled and shook his head, but Elisha persisted, offering what she believed to be a helpful lesson in small business economics.

“If you took all the fish you caught to the market and sold them, you would have enough money to purchase a new boat. Eventually, you could save enough money to hire an employee. With him, you could catch even more fish to take to market. One day you might have enough money to buy more boats and hire more men. Don’t you see what you’re missing?”


As the fisherman listened to all of this, the smile disappeared from his face, and when Elisha finally finished, he responded crossly, “Stupid, American! I follow your plan so I can do what? Have a new boat and a hired man? What if everything you say is true? At the end of the day, I would go home and have fish for dinner all by myself. If I follow your plan, I will not get to laugh and eat with my friends who meet me at the shore each day with their empty baskets.”

When she returned from her vacation, Elisha told me this story and then she reflected. “You know Mark, I know a lot about making money, but that fisherman .. he knows how to make a life.”

I couldn’t help but notice the resignation – the sadness – in her voice. How could it be otherwise? 1 Timothy tells us that an unrestrained LOVE of money not only leads to evil .. it pierces us with grief.”

As the nineteenth century journalist and preacher, Myrtle Reed, puts it: “We break our hearts … WE BREAK OUR HEARTS .. ALL OF US .. TRYING TO KEEP THINGS THAT DO NOT BELONG TO US.”

That’s the message of 1 Timothy. It really isn’t supposed to be a guilt trip. It’s an invitation to generosity and contentment. And so when one of our members shares with you the video THE POWER OF ONE, I hope you will receive it as just that – an invitation -- an opportunity to recognize the great value of all that you and I hold in common.

If you ever go to the First United Methodist Church of Denver, you will see one of the most beautiful organs in the country. That wonderful instrument was given to the church by a very wealthy man in the summer of 1929. Three months later, the stock market crashed. He lost everything. He wound up living in one-room rental with only a bed for furniture.

Every Wednesday morning, he would walk to the sanctuary and he would PLAY that beautiful organ. That weekly hour of beauty and devotion kept him going. He was once asked, “Do you regret giving away such an expensive gift.” He responded not with resignation, but contentment. “No .. not all,” he said. “What I kept for myself has been lost. What I gave away .. I still have.”

Each October, we talk about money even if that makes us uncomfortable. We do this because what we choose to do with our money REALLY does make a difference. It matters for the vitality of our beloved church and it matters for the quality of our lives. Folks, I really don’t want you to give all your money to the church, but I do hope you WILL GIVE .. FREELY AND GENEROUSLY .. to this GREAT STOREHOUSE of faith and hope and love. Amen.


Notes:

The hardest part about being a preacher in October is that it’s my job to try to convince you not to worry so much about money. That’s tough in a year like this one. And it makes me feel like a hypocrite because especially in October I wake up every morning worried about money. Will we have enough to preserve the excellence of our worship and our music? Can we keep our talented and passionate staff intact? A feeling of dread washes over me each morning as I recalling the painful decisions we were forced to make earlier this year. Will we have what it takes to disciple one another in the ways of Jesus Christ? Do you know we provide only $128 per child for an entire year’s worth of programming in our Children’s ministry. I’m simply amazed at what Melissa and Paula and all their dedicated volunteers do with that small amount but I can’t help worrying that it’s just not enough, that we are not fulfilling our responsibility to cultivate the next generation of Christian leaders. Each morning in October, I wonder can we continue to provide the Mission Infrastructure of our beautiful facilities that make the Storehouse, the Dining and Caring Center, the Youth program and countless other ministries possible?

It feels dishonest to tell you not to worry so much about money when I stay tied up in knots myself. Perhaps, both of us need this sharp reminder from 1 Timothy that an unhealthy preoccupation with money is the root of all evil.

You can tell by my putting that way that I have already begun to monkey with the text. You see, I’m not sure that I entirely agree with the author of this letter. I think our problem is not that we love money too much, but that we don’t love money enough. You might not ever hear that from a pulpit again so let me repeat. It’s not that we love money too much. Our real problem is that we don’t love money enough.

Quotes:

“We break our hearts all of us trying to keep things that do not belong to us.” Myrtle Reed

Illustrations:

Gerard Manly Hopkins: Give alms

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"The Divine Encounter"

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This Sermon was preached on October 11th, 2009
Guest Preacher: Rev. Dr. Robert Ralls, Father of Senior Pastor, Rev. Dr. W. Mark Ralls

SCRIPTURE:

Isaiah 6:1-8

In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up; and his train filled the temple.Above him stood the serapim; each had six wings; with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew. And one called to another and said: Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory. But woe is me, for I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the king, the Lord of hosts! Then flew one of the seraphims to me, having in his hand a burning coal which he had taken with tongs from the altar. And he touched my mouth and said: ‘Behold this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away, and your sin forgiven.’ Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying: ‘Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?’ Then said I, ‘Here am I, Lord, send me’.

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"Just Do It"

This Sermon was From October 4th, 2009

Guest Preacher Rev. Dr. Gloria White Hammond
World Communion Sunday


Rev. Dr. Gloria White Hammond - Asbury First


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