Tuesday, December 11, 2018

We All Need More Peace


Whether my sermon Sunday was good or not, it seemed to resonate with a lot of people. For those who missed it, I preached about peace. And more specifically, how we don’t often have it. This season of the year where we celebrate the coming of the Prince of Peace, is often the most chaotic, stressful, and busy season of the year. Frankly, there’s not a lot of peace in the Christmas season.

And our congregation seemed to agree. I heard so many of them speak, after the service yesterday, about the general lack of peace in their lives right now.

I get it…this time of the year is nuts. Kids are ready for Christmas and the holiday break from school. Calendars are loaded with extra events. Presents need to be bought and money is tight. It’s a stressful time.

So, in the midst of this anxious, busy, chaotic season, I pray that you will intentionally look for ways to have more peace in your family, home, and life. Maybe that means developing daily rhythms that will slow you down and give you time to reflect on the meaning and significance of this season. Maybe that means fewer gifts and more quality time with loved ones instead. Maybe it just means being more consciously aware of the lack of peace in your life and a commitment to living with more peace.

Whatever it takes, I pray that you will grab hold of peace over the next few weeks. May the God of Peace surround you with his shalom. May all in your life line up with the way God intended the world and your life to operate. May the peace of Christ go with you, wherever He may send you.

Monday, December 3, 2018

A Few More Words About Hope


[It happens often, but there was a pretty sizable chunk of my sermon notes from last week that got purposefully left out of yesterday’s sermon. The idea didn’t quite fit with the rest of the sermon, so it didn’t make the final cut. But that doesn’t mean it wasn’t a fun and helpful idea, so I thought I’d share it with you here.]

I preached about HOPE yesterday—and more specifically, the ways in which hope shows up in the Christmas story and its characters. Each of the Nativity characters has a strong deal of desperate, anticipatory, hopeful longing in them. But the tidbit I left out of my sermon is that there is a great deal of hope to be found in a passage of the Christmas story that we normally gloss over—the genealogy of Jesus in the gospel of Matthew.

Before ever getting to the immaculate conception and virgin birth portions of the Christmas narrative, Matthew begins with seventeen verses about the lineage of Jesus. Like I said before, we normally skip right past these ‘boring’ verses, but a closer look reveals these verses to be loaded with hopeful insights.

First, since I’m not including the text here (for space reasons), I’ll remind you that the genealogy is broken into three sections: Abraham to David, David to Exile, and Exile to Jesus. But the most fascinating part of that is that each of those clear delineations contain exactly fourteen generations. I mean, come on! How perfect is that?! It’s almost as if God had a plan from the very beginning and is actually in control of all of creation! That’s something to be hopeful about.

The second hopeful insight worth mentioning from the genealogy of Jesus is that the whole story could easily have gone off the tracks at a dozen different junctions, but didn’t. For example, Ruth and Boaz play a vital role in the Messianic lineage, as they are the great-grandparents of King David—and it would have been so easy for that story to have never happened and for the genealogical chain to be broken. Or Mary and Joseph could have gone their separate ways, leaving Joseph out of Jesus’ life. Which would mean Jesus would not have been in the line of David, because that line went through Joseph and not Mary. Point being, God’s hand of guidance and protection is clearly visible throughout the course of biblical history—and really, all of human history—and that is certainly something to be hopeful about.

And finally, I find vast amounts of hope in looking at the interesting, sketchy, and unexpected people that get used in bringing forth the Messiah. Abraham’s never even heard about God when God chooses to make him the father of His great nation. Jacob’s a mess of a person. Rahab’s a prostitute. David’s whole family is a joke. I could go on and on with this rap sheet of reasons why God never should have used any of these ‘heroes’ of the faith. But He does use them. And if God can use these people to usher in the Messiah, then there’s hope for us all.

These seventeen verses may be dry and dull to read, but I love them because they are the imperfect story of God’s perfect sovereignty. And that’s something to be hopeful about.

Monday, November 26, 2018

Preaching to the Preacher

You’ve all heard the old adage “preaching to the choir,” and I doubt it needs an explanation. But I don’t buy the premise of this familiar saying. No one has it all figured out; no one couldn’t use a little sharpening and refinement; no one is beyond growth and discipleship. Even the choir…and especially the preacher!

One beautifully tragic aspect of working on and delivering sermons each week is that those sermons work on and get delivered to me a dozen times before they ever make it into the pulpit or podcast. I generally have 2 or 3 sermons mulling around in my head at a time, but that means those ideas keep showing up in my own life in conveniently convicting ways throughout the sermon preparation process.

And I’m glad that this is the case. I’m glad these sermons get lived before spoken. I’m glad I’m preaching to myself before I ever preach to the congregation. It holds me accountable to actually practicing what I preach.

Take, for example, my upcoming Advent sermon series, where I’ll be exploring the four traditional Advent themes: hope, peace, joy, and love. I know all these sermons are coming down the pike, and I’m working on them all simultaneously, so these themes keep coming to my mind and working on my heart.


As doubt and despair creeps into my heart about my effectiveness in ministry, I’m comforted by the hopefulness that arises in the incarnation of Jesus. If Jesus really is the Hope of the World, then why would I bother with hopelessness?

As I find myself impatient with my kids or angry with other drivers, my mind floods with the challenge to be peaceful in an impatient, stressful, anxious, and angry world. If Jesus is really the Prince of Peace, then my prayer is for him to fill me with a peace that truly passes understanding.

I need this Advent season. I need these themes to preach to me as I prepare to preach them. Advent is such a powerfully practical season of the year, and my prayer for myself and you all is that this month of mindfulness would transform us as individuals, families, and as a church. I pray that these themes—hope, peace, joy, and love—wouldn’t just be nice Christmas-y ideas, but would sink deep into our bones and become central to who we are.