Showing posts with label Ministry of Presence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ministry of Presence. Show all posts

Sunday, December 13, 2015

The Bride He Will Wed - Series #2: Shepherds; the Ministry of Presence


That night there were shepherds staying in the fields nearby, guarding their flocks of sheep.  Suddenly, an angel of the Lord appeared among them, and the radiance of the Lord’s glory surrounded them.  They were terrified, but the angel reassured them.  “Don’t be afraid!” he said.  “I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all people.  The Savior—yes, the Messiah, the Lord—has been born today in Bethlehem, the city of David!  And you will recognize him by this sign:  You will find a baby wrapped snugly in strips of cloth, lying in a manger.”  Suddenly, the angel was joined by a vast host of others—the armies of heaven—praising God and saying, “Glory to God in highest heaven, and peace on earth to those with whom God is pleased.”  When the angels had returned to heaven, the shepherds said to each other, “Let’s go to Bethlehem!  Let’s see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”  They hurried to the village and found Mary and Joseph.  And there was the baby, lying in the manger.  After seeing him, the shepherds told everyone what had happened and what the angel had said to them about this child.  All who heard the shepherds’ story were astonished,   Luke 2:8-18(NLT)
Be happy with those who are happy, and weep with those who weep.   Romans 12:15(NLT)

The ministry of presence is one of five promises we make to each other, and to God when we become a part of His family – and in our church family, known as the United Methodist Church.  We talked about the ministry of prophetic witness last week; the next two weeks we will look at the ministry of prayers, gifts, and service. 

For today:  the ministry of presence – being with people as they rejoice or weep.  Shepherds do plenty of both rejoicing and weeping; theirs is a tough life, so the weeping comes naturally.  The rejoicing we read about in Luke’s Gospel was much less frequent, but they went to the manger that evening, and were a rejoicing presence.

We will look at the what, when and how of the ministry of presence. 

What is the “ministry of presence”?

Essentially it is being “with” others, even if you don’t know what to say, how to act, or even if you doubt the value of your presence in their life.  And to do this whether it is in times of rejoicing or weeping.

When is “ministry of presence” NEEDED?

The need for human presence is almost incalculable. 

In times of Fear

We are all afraid at times.  The ministry of presence brings two or more together in order to dispel the fears we feel.  If that ministry is done well, it heads off fears that are tiny, so that they cannot grow and possess us.

When I was pastor in Greenville, Florida, one of the members of that church was a good friend.  JoeBall convinced me to go fishing with him one day.  We went off into the Gulf coast in his flat-bottomed giant fan boat.  JoeBall sat in the captain’s chair and Russell sat on the ¼” aluminum floor that separated us from the water.  It was a bumpy ride on this old back.

Later in the afternoon, after not catching much, the water became choppy, and we were in for a storm.  JoeBall started across the bay as a short-cut to the inland ramp where we were parked.  I yelled out to him, “I thought it was too rough out away from the shore; my back will crumble!”

He didn’t say a word, but smiled all the way back to shore.  When we got back in his truck, I asked him, “Why’d you do that, JoeBall?”  The smile got a little broader and he said, “I reckon the Devil made me do it.”

It’s been twenty years, but we’re still in touch and we both look back on those days, serving together.  I had very few friends I could l count on to help me take a little time off, and times like riding with a wild man in an aluminum torture chamber helped me stay centered and laugh.  JoeBall also claims I helped him a little with his life in Christ.  Presence!

In times of Doubt

Jesus made sure we knew he would be with us always, and that He would never leave or forsake us.[2] 

Now, it’s obvious that Jesus isn’t here in bodily form, so what did that mean?  It meant the ministry of presence would be conducted through us!

The fact that God exists eternally in the unbroken fellowship of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit – a relationship of “presence” – should give us all the indication we need that His creation, imprinted with the image of God on our souls will also treasure presence.

God set it up that way, as the continuing ministry of the Holy Spirit demonstrates; He indwells us with His perfect presence, and expects His children to bring that presence to others.

Our enemy, the devil, uses as his chief weapon doubt.  And so often we take the bait.  During one such time when much had gone wrong for our family with sickness and financial woes, and a job that wore me down like a ground-out tree stump, my dear friend Jerry Hutchinson came to the house and sat with me for a good while.  He couldn’t change any of my circumstances, but having a brother to share the load gave me courage that I wasn’t alone.  Presence!

In times of Trouble


There are times when circumstances overwhelm us.  I have sat with families whose loved ones ended their lives by suicide, and other families who lost a loved one to farm accidents, automobile accidents and gun violence. 
Trouble is everywhere; you very seldom have to go seeking it – mostly it finds us.
One such time was when Darrell and Tammy’s house burned down.  When I got there half the church was standing with them in the middle of a mess; charred remains of their home, soaked by Fire Department water, stars where the roof should have been.  There was a general feeling of loss, and what do you do next.  In the midst of that chaos, none of us could have put out the blazing flames, and none of us could rebuild their favorite chairs, or pictures of children and family now in ashes; so we cried.  We hugged and cried.  Presence!


In times of Worship

The ministry of presence is important in our gathering to praise God.  Connecting builds community, and your presence with others is so important, the apostle Paul reminded us to make it a priority:

And let us not neglect our meeting together, as some people do, but encourage one another, especially now that the day of his return is drawing near.  Hebrews 10:25(NLT)

A heresy that is trending these days is seen in people who imagine that they are very spiritual – too spiritual for “organized religion”.  They assume it is possible to have a great connection with God, while discarding the church Jesus died to establish – and that same church for which Jesus will one day return.

Others think watching evangelists on TV will take the place of the ministry of presence of a local church.  Well, I suppose it could work if you could get one of those televangelists to baptize, marry or do your funeral, teach your Sunday School class, visit you in the hospital or show up when you’re beaten down by one of life’s cruel circumstances.  I’ve never seen it, but I suppose it’s possible.


In times of Joy

Now, I really like having saved the best of the “needed times” of the ministry of presence for the last.  Joy is in short supply in our world.  And that is especially so in recent weeks and months with terrorist attacks and threatening war clouds.

The world needs a witness of joy, and the church of Jesus Christ is full of souls that can provide a genuine witness of joy

Years ago my bride was a dental assistant.  One day she went into the treatment room where the dentist had just finished working with a patient, an older man, who was reading his newspaper, waiting to be told he could go home.  Elizabeth was going to raise the chair position to upright so the man would be comfortable until it was time to go.  She stepped on the pedal she thought would raise the back, but it was the one that went the other way.  The man plummeted downward, almost upside down.  Moving quickly, Elizabeth hit another pedal and the chair spun to the left; another pedal spun the chair back around and lifted it up to the balcony seats.  With each bouncy move the man’s newspaper flopped up and down; it was like trying to read while riding a Brahma bull.

In the midst of it all the man on this tilt-o-wheel circus ride started laughing.  Elizabeth was mortified, certain she was going to lose her job for this – or worse, kill her patient with this bucking bronco chair.  But she finally got the unruly chair under control, and the man, still laughing tossed his newspaper over his head.  This started Elizabeth laughing just as hard as her patient.  The man, with a grin spreading from east to west, remarked, honey, you sure know how to show a fella a good time! 

Joy is part of the ministry of presence; just make sure you share it – don’t inflict it!

This ministry of presence is being with people who need it, whether they know it or even admit that they need it.  And it is needed in so many ways it’s impossible to even just list it here.

But let’s move along to understanding some of the critical ways to answer our last question:

How is “ministry of presence” Practiced?

It’s one thing to be convinced about “being with” others is appropriately a ministry; it’s quite another to understand that there are some “do’s and don’ts” while you’re being with…

The following list is not exhaustive or new, but simply reminders of the common sense of Christian grace applied in human relationships.

Concentrate on them…not yourself

When you don’t know exactly what to say in a hurting circumstance, practice the art of listening.  Most people going through a difficult time have enough on their plate; don’t bring them any more bad news.

I have been in hospital surgery prep rooms where a patient is obviously nervous about what is going to happen, and a “concerned” friend or family member shares how “Uncle Homer had the same operation; he didn’t make it, poor soul…but you’ll do fine, I’m sure.”

Resist the platitudes, like “he’s in a better place” or “well, God needed another angel”.  These sayings are not helpful; asking a person how they’re feeling, and listening – really listening to their response will tell you where to take the next part of the conversation.  Or if you just need to sit and silently listen.

Confidential

Anything told to you in confidence assumes you have the confidence of that person to keep it in confidence.  That doesn’t mean it’s ok to share it with just 10 of your closest friends as a prayer request.

If you think enlisting others to pray is important, ask permission of the person who shared it with you before talking to anyone else.

When it was announced at Pleasant Hill that my book had been published, Jeff, who makes the announcements, said to the congregation, Russell, I hope none of our names show up in that book.  We had a good laugh together over that, but he made the point of privacy – confidentiality is a sacred trust – don’t break it!

Considerate

If you’re making a hospital or home visit, know when to leave.  I never stay more than 8-10 minutes in a hospital room, unless the patient grabs me by the arm and says, please stay awhile longer.  I’m serious; people who are suffering welcome your concern, but they don’t need you to move-in with them. 

Consistent

Do what you say you will do!  If you promise a check-back in a day or so, or to pray for the person, or offer some assistance, if they accept your offer, they’re counting on it.  Don’t forget to follow up.

Commiserate

To “commiserate” literally means to suffer alongside.  It means you’ll do like my good friend Jerry did with me.  He knew he couldn’t change my circumstances, so he just sat with me until the tears dried a little.  Commiseration means you enter into the suffering as a fellow-traveler; it does not mean you can answer all the questions, nor does it mean you even try.

In the first place, you’re not God.  Psalm 139:1 says that God understands what’s in the human heart; what’s implied is that only God understands that deeply.

Job’s friends come closest to what it means to commiserate.  When all the bad stuff happened to Job – loss of his health, wealth, all his children and even his reputation, those three came and put on sackcloth and heaped ashes on their heads and sat in silence with Job for three days and nights.  They would have been held up as perfect commiserating partners if they’d left it at that. 

But then they opened their mouths and tried to tell Job his problem was Job; he must’ve messed up badly for God to treat him this way!

Let me end today with someone else’s story.  Writer Kenneth Wilson tells of growing up in Pittsburgh: 

That house in which we lived on the side of one of Pittsburgh's hills was three stories high in the front and four in the back.  The bottom layer was the cellar and the top was what we called the third floor, really a finished attic, the ceiling of which was cut into shadowed geometric shapes by dormer windows.  Up there were two bedrooms, a hallway, and a mysterious storage room for trunks that always smelled of mothballs and history.  Our family slept there, because the second floor was usually rented out for a tenant to help pay the rent.
Kenneth remembers that, being the youngest, he had to go to bed first, braving that floor of dark bedrooms.  It felt like a long way up the steps, especially because they did not have electricity above the second floor, and a gas light had to be turned on, then turned off once the boy was settled.
That bed in that room on the third floor seemed to be at the end of the earth, remote from human habitation, close to unexplained noises and dark secrets.  At my urging, my father would try to stop the windows from rattling, wedging wooden matchsticks into the cracks.  But they always rattled in spite of his efforts.  Sometimes he would read me a story, but inevitably the time would come when he would turn out the light and shut the door, and I would hear his steps on the stairs, growing fainter and fainter.  Then all would be quiet, except for the rattling windows and my cowering imagination.
Once, I remember, my father said, "Would you rather I leave the light on and go downstairs, or turn the light out and stay with you for awhile?" . . . [I chose] presence with darkness, over absence with light.[3]

Beloved, everyone may not choose presence, or admit that they choose it, but it is how we are hard-wired; we need presence, and God is more than willing to provide it to us as we step towards Him.  He takes up residence in our heart by His Spirit, and is always ministering His presence to us.

He is also willing to go with you to provide presence to others if you’ll take the courageous step to be Advent to them.

In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit!


[1] Title Image: James Tissot [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
[2]   Matthew 28:20 & Hebrews 13:5
[3] Kenneth L. Wilson, Have Faith without Fear (Harper & Row, 1970), p. 54; from Tim Jones's forthcoming book, Prayer's Apprentice 

Monday, February 24, 2014

An Unfair and Lying God

Shall we indeed accept good from God and not accept adversity?  Job 2:10b
We teach our children to trust God.  But then, when something tragic happens, or if we pray and don’t see the result we’d like, our trust turns to temper, and God is at fault. 
The story you will hear was written by a college student; she was assigned the task of arguing from the unpopular side of a controversial topic.  It is entitled “An Unfair and Lying God”.  It is a good paper; I only take one exception…it is not really the Unpopular side, it’s the side exhibited by even Christian believers.
While lying in the labor room, anxiously awaiting the birth of our first child, I prayed for God to take away the horror and pain I was experiencing.  At least six hours had passed since my prayer, and the pain had increased tremendously. 
I silently prayed, Please God, take away this pain, or let me die.  God did neither!  He let me lay there and suffer.  I wondered what I had done for Him not to come to my rescue as the healing, comforting God I’d been told about for so many years.  After my daughter was finally born I asked my husband, a respected and religious person, “Why do women have to suffer tremendous pain in childbirth?”  He piously answered, “Because of the disobedience of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.”  He said, “God said, I will greatly multiply your pain in childbirth.  In pain you shall bring forth children.” (Genesis 3:16). 
I choked at hearing those words.  I thought, to myself, Why do I have to be cursed because Eve disobeyed?  She picked one apple from a tree that God had told her not to touch. 
I decided God was acting like an unfair, angry child that didn’t get His way.  Someone took something of His that He didn’t want touched; so, in spite he cursed mankind.  I didn’t know Eve, and I wasn’t there when she picked that apple. 
In Genesis 1:29 God said, “He gave us (mankind) every plant yielding seed on the surface of the earth, and every fruit-bearing tree; and it was to be our food.  He lied, and punished both Adam and Eve. 
I have delivered two more children since that time, and God must still be holding me responsible for Eve’s defiance.  
God surely is an unfair God!
Every Sunday morning in church parents take their tiny tots to their Sunday School rooms to learn of God’s love.  Many times I can hear the children singing songs of how Jesus loves the little children, and that God is love. 
In the Bible Genesis 7, there is an exact account of God’s unfairness.  He arbitrarily chose a family, and told them to build a large boat in which they could live.  He told them how to stock it with food, and directed the choice of animals to take along.  When their boat was completed they took up residence, and sealed the door.  And when God was sure they were safe, He caused a great flood, drowned the world, and every living thing in it.  Children, puppies, kittens, tiny birds, Grandmas and Grandpas all perished.  Obviously, God sets the rules.  If we don’t play by His rules, He destroys us.  I ask you, is this a fair God?
There’s an interesting story told in the Bible Exodus 20, of God speaking to a man called Moses.  He supposedly gave Moses and set of rules for people to live by that will cause their lives to be richer and happier.  He said “Children, honor your father and mother, that your days may be prolonged in the land God gives you.” 
That didn’t work well for a friend who was brought up in a Christian church.  She attended every class and meeting at her parent’s request, was very respectful, and loved them intensely.  Karin obeyed their every command; she died the summer of our Junior year in high school.  Despite her loud screams and frantic cries for help, God chose not to save her from drowning.  Where was God?  Why wasn’t He there to help her live those long numbered days He promised to give her for obeying her parents? 
That promise was just another lie! 
And speaking of lies; if the Jews are God’s chosen people Genesis 12:1-3, why were they persecuted, and put in captivity in Egypt?  Why was Hitler allowed to brutally torture, and bake them in ovens like Thanksgiving turkeys? 
Where was God then?  Why didn’t He hold true to His promise of Genesis 12, and rescue these people?  Lies, lies, lies.
A New Testament verse states, “Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.”  Nonsense; any meek person I have ever met has been withdrawn, abused and walked- over. 
Another verse says “Blessed are those who have been persecuted for the sake of righteousness” Matthew 5:10.  Most often persecution ends in death; who cares about being blessed if you’re dead?  Why can’t we be blessed while we’re alive? 
I’m confused.  The Bible says that God said Satan is the author of confusion.  But I’m confused with what God was supposed to have said.  Wow!  What a confusing lie!
How many times have we heard prayer requests for terminally ill people?  How many times, to our knowledge, have those terminally ill people been cured? 
As encouragement to pray, God said, “Ask and it shall be given to you, for everyone who asks receives. “ Matthew 7:7.  I have asked God for things, and never received them.  I’ve prayed for health, and remained sick.  I’ve prayed for money, and remained poor.  Do you suppose He forgot His promise?  Liars often do, you know!
My children, who are now grown, and professing Christians, often ask me to pray with them.  I agree most of the time to pray with them because I like to support their needs.  I know their requests won’t be granted because too many times God has proven Himself to be an unfair liar.  Just as He turned away from the nation of Israel, and allowed them to suffer, He‘ll turn away from my children.  Like many other professing Christians they are waiting, standing by for God to fulfill His promises to them.  But I know the truth; I know God is an unfair, lying God. 
So I tell them, “Be not anxious for tomorrow, for tomorrow will care for itself.  Each day has enough trouble of its own.”[1]
What can you say to a person whose faith has been kicked from pillar to post, clobbered by life at every juncture, lives with pain and heartache, and has come to the cynical conclusion that God, if He really does exist, is unfair, untruthful and uncaring? 
This morning we take our text from the oldest book in the scripture, Job.  And with this texts there are some answers we can give to the oldest question known to man, Where is God when I hurt…And why do I have to hurt anyway?

1.             YOU CAN SAY: I SUFFER WITH YOU

The story of Job is perhaps familiar.  We see a man of wealth, position and respect.  In fact Job was the cream of the crop.  And he was honest…an all-around good guy!  In the space of only a chapter and a half we find Satan has gotten God to agree to let him test Job, to see if Job’s loyalty was only a matter of gratitude for all the materialistic blessings of life.  The test would be to take it ALL AWAY! 
So everything went; the business, the houses, even Job’s kids were wrenched form his life by an accident.  The only thing Satan left him was his wife.  (An early church father Chrysostom wondered in his writings why the devil left Job his wife, and answered with the suggestion that he considered her a scourge by which to plague him more acutely that by any other means.) 
Just when it seemed things just couldn’t get worse, Job comes down with a good case of dermatitis.  Actually, the word used has been connected with much more than what is commonly acknowledged as boils.  The word suggests leprosy, Egyptian plague…which checks with the symptoms Job describes:
Breeding of worms 7:5, horrible dreams 7:14, sensation of choking 7:15, fetid breath 9:17, corrosion of the bones 30:17, blackening and falling off of the skin 30:30.
If all that isn’t enough, Mrs. Job casually suggests suicide. 
Although Job’s friends have been generally referred to as his tormenters, I believe they had just the medicine he needed at first.  THEY JUST SAT WITH HIM…SUFFERING!  Sometimes that is all we can do.  Sometimes that the BEST we can do!  The world will avoid the sufferer. 
We may have nothing we feel we can say to help the suffering – in fact there is precious little that will help in a lot of circumstances.  But we can be there; we can suffer-alongside.  That is the ministry of the Paraclete, God’s Holy Spirit, the One who is called-alongside.

2.             YOU CAN ALSO SAY…SUFFERING WILL CHANGE US. 

Suffering is one human activity that will always produce a change.  You never come out from a valley the same person; only God remains the same.  As one theologian put it We are not looking at essential divinity, but at possible humanity.   We are faced with what we CAN BE when we are forced to undergo an experience of suffering. 
An infant honey bee is sealed in a cell in the comb with enough food to last until maturity.  When the supply is gone, it’s time to get out.  The struggle the young bee experiences in wriggling out of the cell rubs off the membrane that covers its wings, making it possible to fly, once free.  If something happens to the wax cover that seals in the young bee, and it is not forced to struggle its way out, it will be unable to function as a worker, and the other bees will sting it to death.  Struggling, suffering prepares us to participate in life. 
The Psalmist (119:71) knew what suffering was for,
It is good for me that I was afflicted, that I may learn Thy statutes.
Suffering will indeed change us.  We come into this world like a rough block of marble.  In time we may become a statue of great beauty, but it does not happen without the Master’s chiseling and hammering of grief, struggle and disappointment – the whole range of sad experiences which fill life so full.  These are the tools of the Great Artist!

3.             MOST OF ALL YOU CAN SAY...GOD LOVES US

This, perhaps more than any single thought, was what Job clung to in the darkness of his trial when he was tempted to turn,
A LOVING LOD ONLY LETS WORTHY THINGS
HAPPEN TO THOSE WHO LOVE HIM
Romans 8:28 is what I cling to, “And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God…” 
The things that happen may not be so good.  But according to the absolutely dependable Word of God they are bringing about something good!  What is that good something God is working on?  Most often it has to do with bringing me closer to God. 
WHERE IS GOD WHEN I SUFFER?  He is as near as my next breath, drawing me closer to him!  I am prone to wander and forsake the God I love.  I know that’s inconsistent, but that is who you and I ARE!  We were created for fellowship with God.  And when something threatens that fellowship God will move heaven, earth and anything else that keeps us apart.  He tries us, tests us, and when we resist and whine and run the other way He sometimes breaks us…..BECAUSE HE LOVES US!
·        Abraham was tried severely, with the life of his only son. 
·        Paul labored with a “thorn in the flesh”. 
·        Jesus, even the perfect Son of God “was made perfect through sufferings.” 
Old Job would have been just another rich guy in long forgotten history had his life been a bed of roses.  In every affliction God is working out good for His children. 
So, angry unbeliever….wounded and discouraged saint….you ask,
ISN’T GOD UNFAIR? 
AND YOU GET AN ANSWER:  YES!  DEFINITELY YES! 
In all that God has given man his very life and breath, and that God has provided for every need, including the struggles of life to make him strong – man has turned against God! 
And this God, UNFAIRLY returned love for hate, died for man, making provision for our eternal salvation.
That is certainly the most unfair transaction in all eternity!



[1] Written by Mrs. Elizabeth Brownworth, May 1988