I don’t usually post my sermons here but thought I would share for those who are interested. This is my sermon from 1/22/17. You can read below or watch it Here.
1 Corinthians 1:10-17
Preachers aren’t supposed to start their sermons with long quotes. We are told it loses our audience’s attention. But I have realized that I am perfectly capable of losing your attention all by myself so why shouldn’t I give somebody else the chance?! And this writer describes the situation in Corinth so well that I want to share his words.
James Waters writes: “In 1 Corinthians 1:10-18 Paul is attempting to counsel a community that, much like our own today, is trying to navigate political schisms and quarrels amongst its members regarding which figurehead was the most authoritative or best suited to be the leader of the Corinthian Church. Much of this conflict within the church can be traced to the social, political, and religious dynamics of Corinth at the time of Paul’s writing. There was no particular event per se that caused this climate—there certainty wasn’t an 18-month election cycle which riled everyone up. Rather, many different factors made the city a breeding ground for tumultuous episodes. Corinth was once a Greek state, but had been conquered and destroyed by Rome, and then rebuilt as a Roman Colony in 44 B.C.E…. Because the Greeks bought and traded slaves all over the Mediterranean region, Corinth consisted mostly of Jewish, Syrian, Greek, and Egyptian freed men at the time of Paul’s writing, and boasted a multiplicity of laws, political structures, cultural customs, and religions. Despite this plethora of ethnicity and culture however, the Greco-Roman values of honor, wealth, and power remained the defining measurements of social status … and the dominant religious system was that of the Roman Imperial Cult [which meant worshiping the emperors as divine]. Such realities made Corinth a dog-eat-dog city; the political-economy and the religious dynamics made the city one of perpetual competition.”[1]
I guess it shouldn’t be a surprise, then, that an argument over leadership arose in the Corinthians church. They divided into factions, boasting of belonging to Paul, who planted the church, or to Apollos, who grew the church, or to Cephas, whose role is a bit unclear. So Paul says, “I appeal to you, brothers and sisters… that all of you be in agreement and that there be no divisions among you, but that you be united in the same mind and the same purpose.”
Aw, isn’t that cute? Isn’t it sweet that Paul thinks everyone can agree? Like that is ever going to happen in the church!
But actually, that’s not what he meant. He wasn’t a babysitter telling the children to all get along and say you’re sorry and shake hands. Paul was focused on more than keeping the peace. The way he saw it, the divisions were “merely a presenting symptom of an underlying problem: the Corinthians [did] not understand that the cross of Christ was God’s way of upending their ways of defining and valuing themselves and one another.”[2] They were still living by the dominant values of Rome—wealth and power—instead of the values of Christ.
So Paul reminded them that they weren’t baptized in the name of Paul or Apollos or Cephas. They were baptized in the name of Christ, and so it was about time they acted like it. It was about time they focused on living not by the rules of the kingdom of Rome, but by the values of the kingdom of God. To whom do you belong? If you belong to Christ, then stop defining others by status. If you belong to Christ, then stop defining yourself by power. If you belong to Christ, you belong to one another.
Paul wasn’t saying “everybody just get along.” The gospel is not about “getting along with one another” but about unity in Christ, which are two very different things. “The gospel … is not about docile consensus; it’s about the radical good news that God in Christ has freed us all from what society demands we be; it’s about figuring out how to live together as a community in light of that life-altering message; and it is about spreading that good news to others. No matter what political party they belong to, what their sexual [orientation] or gender identity is, their legal status, or what race or ethnicity they claim, they too are irreducibly integral to the beautiful unity of difference which can happen in Christ.”[3]
Is this not a crucial message for us today? Still, I will admit that I struggled with my sermon this week, and I doubt I’m alone. I think pastors all over the country have struggled with their sermons this week. Do we name the inauguration and our collective feelings about it? Is it worth the risk of offending some parishioners? Or should we ignore it, following the desire of some that we “stay out of politics?” But how can we claim to be relevant if we do not name the biggest reality in most of our lives this week? Oh, some pastors undoubtedly had it easy—those whose congregations were in total agreement, on either end of the spectrum. But the rest of us? It was tough to figure out what to say.
We are a church with progressive theology, which means that many of us, perhaps most of us, have progressive politics as well. But not all of us, and we don’t run the church by a “majority rules” or “winner take all” approach. So what can I say? I can’t ignore it—it looms too large on our landscape. More importantly, I can’t ignore you and your feelings. So what can I say?
I had trouble finding the words, and I am a wordsmith.
I make my living and live my calling by words.
Words have saved me.
I have written my way out of despair.
I have written my way through disbelief.
I have written my way from my worst self to my best self
and I have no easy words for today
for I am not just a writer but a pastor,
a pastor to all of you—
to those of you who were pleased and hopeful when Donald Trump
put his hand on Abraham Lincoln’s Bible,
and to those of you were wanted to reach through the screen
and grab it out of his hands,
and to those of you who are still too heartsick to watch;
to those of you for whom the marches yesterday meant nothing
and those of you for whom the marches meant everything.
I had trouble finding words
and when I have trouble finding words I find myself
I find myself by turning and returning to rhythm and rhyme,
to alliteration and intonation.
Sometimes my heart just needs poetry.
Sometimes the world is too hard for prose.
So forgive my speech patterns, moving in and out of verse,
but I speak from my heart, with its rhythm and beat,
praying it will connect with yours, which beats like mine.
We are alike in lifeblood and lung’s breath,
hidden beneath all that divides.
But in the church it is more than blood and breath,
more than the Bible and belief by which we are bound,
for we are one in Christ.
We belong to Christ.
That belonging defines us, refines us, and intertwines us.
It also confines us
because it places limits on what we can and cannot do.
We cannot claim Christ and deny equality.
We cannot claim Christ and oppress the poor for profit.
We cannot claim Christ and remain silent against the isms—
racism, sexism, classism, and anti-Semitism.
We cannot claim Christ and give in to homophobia or islamophobia.
We cannot claim Christ and deny our nation’s sins.
We cannot claim Christ and let the kingdoms of the world define us.
In the Hunger Games trilogy, a young woman,
confused by trauma to her body and mind,
repeats a litany of what she knows to be true:
My name is Katniss Everdeen.
I am seventeen years old.
My home is District Twelve.
There is no District Twelve.
I have decided that when I’m afraid, I will do the same.
My name is Cindy Maddox.
I am fifty-two years old.
I belong to Christ.
I will not define myself by others.
I will not give in to hate.
I will not give in to fear.
I will speak my truth even if my voice shakes.
It worked for Katniss Everdeen.
Maybe it will work for me, for you.
Repeat what you know to be true and go from there.
And when you do not know,
when you cannot tell illusion from reality,
when truth wears camouflage and lies masquerade,
take another lesson from The Hunger Games.
Ask those you trust: real or not real?
I want to try that one, too, and so I ask you.
You believe in God. Real or not real?
You belong to Christ. Real or not real?
You believe in justice. Real or not real?
You believe in equality. Real or not real?
You believe in people over profit. Real or not real?
You believe in protecting the vulnerable. Real or not real?
You believe in love. Real or not real?
You believe in love. Real or not real?
You believe in love. Real or not real?
This is where we start.
Regardless of how we voted, this we have in common.
We will have the same mind: a mind of love.
This is where we start.
1] Waters, James. http://www.aplainaccount.org/epiphany-3a-2nd-reading
[2] Shore, Mary Hinkle. “Commentary on 1 Corinthians 1:10-18.” workingpreacher.org.
[3] Waters.