John 3:16-17, Psalm 105:1, Isaiah 12:4
A couple of years ago Abigail and I were driving and a song
from the Gospel of Keith Urban came on the radio. I don’t always listen to
country music but I do when I’m in the car, I do. Maybe you’re familiar with
the song—John Cougar, John Deere, John
3:16. It is one of those many, many nostalgic American country songs that are
being released lately. The kind that talks about how good things used to
be—white picket fences, a mom who stayed home and baked apple pie, everyone going
to church on Sundays kind of song—you know what I’m talking about. Anyway, the
chorus goes like this:
I'm a child of a backseat freedom, baptized by rock and rollSo, there we were, driving along together, singing at the top our lungs and it occurred to me that I didn’t know the reference John 3:16. John Cougar—yes, if you’re my age, you grew up hearing from John Cougar Mellencamp. Jack and Diane, Small Town, Pink Houses… Now that I think about it—his songs too were quite wistful about an America that seemed to be long in the past. So, John Cougar and then John Deere—even a city girl like me knows this titan of farm equipment. But John 3:16—the clergy person was stumped. So, I said out loud, ‘I wonder what that scripture reading is—I should look it up.” Abigail, at eleven years old, answers from the backseat, ‘You mean John 3:16? It’s the one that goes, God so loved the world that he gave his only son.’
Marilyn Monroe and the Garden of Eden, never grow up, never grow old
Just another rebel in the great wide open, on the boulevard of broken dreams
And I learned everything I needed to know from John Cougar, John Deere, John 3:16
And in that moment, I felt two things. A little embarrassed
that she could pull that out of her back pocket at eleven, and I, a trained
minister, could not. But I was also impressed that church has obviously rubbed
off on this daughter of mine. However, I couldn’t remember that the Sunday
School studying this scripture passage, so I asked, ‘You just know that? How do
you just know that?’ And she replied, ‘I learned it when we were at the bar and
watched the Mayweather fight.’ Which, I have to admit, was the answer I least
expected . It turns out that a few months earlier, we were at a nomination
party for our local MP—we are good friends with the family and we were
anxiously waiting to hear if he had been nominated. I just want to be clear—we
were not at a bar that night, we were at a restaurant. The TV near the party
was showing the Mayweather fight. The kids were all watching it. That there is
some good parenting but I’m thinking that’s just what happens with kid number
four. Anyway, I guess Mayweather had the words John 3:16 on the waistband of his
shorts…and Abby and the MP’s daughter looked it up.
Signs with the scripture passage of John 3:16 have long been
held up at various sporting events. A wingnut named Rollen Stewart—and I know I
sound a bit judgmental here but let me tell you this guy is currently serving
three life sentences in California because in 1992 he kidnapped a hotel maid and
demanded that he have a press conference to warn people about the imminent
rapture that was going to happen in six days—anyway this guy began appearing at
different sporting events in the Seventies wearing a big rainbow-coloured wig.
He even showed up at Prince Charles and Diana’s wedding. Anyway, watching
sports games on the television was growing in popularity in the Seventies and
Stewart had figured out how to position himself so that he would be on camera
when a goal or a touchdown happened. He would show up with a sign with just the
words John 3:16 written on it and try to make sure he was caught on camera. So he
did this all through the Seventies and Eighties and began a tradition of
spectators holding up these kind of signs. The tradition began to wane in the
Nineties but there has been a resurgence of people bringing signs to games
since football player, quarterback Tim Tebow, wrote John 3:16 on his black
eye-patches in college in 2008/9. College football has since created a policy
stating that nothing can be written on those patches but signs still appear in
the stands.
For many Christians, John’s words, “For God so loved the
world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him
should not perish but have everlasting life” sums up the entirety of what they
believe was Jesus’ ministry and God’s purpose in his life. God loves us, God gave
up Jesus so that we might be saved and eternal life awaits all who believe in
Jesus. Those who take literally the demand of Jesus to make disciples of all
nations, will take this scripture with them when they go. When people come
knocking on our doors asking if we know Jesus, it is John that they offer to
you. When parents send their children to the mall to hand out tracts, it is
John they are carrying with them. And, for them, this is the spreading of the
Good News. They are evangelizing. They are sharing the Good News of what God did.
Past tense. God gave his son. End of story. For many Christians, the Good News
begins and ends only with themselves. THEY are saved. THEY will have eternal
life. But, as per usual with the Bible, Jesus and with God, this scripture is
bigger than just one person.
Let us take a moment or two to look these main sections.
I’ll start with the giving up of Jesus. Many are taught that this piece of
scripture means that Jesus has atoned for any and all sins of each of one us.
As if by dying on the cross, our sins could be wiped away. If only we believed
in him. And through him, believed in the one and only God. It would be easy to
hear this passage of John’s and think that the giving of Jesus was if he was a
gift from God. Handed over through the virgin birth and sacrificed upon the
cross. As if a loving and compassionate God would do such a thing.
But remember
that Jesus was the Word made flesh. God gave Jesus to the world so that God
could experience life within Creation. All of life. From birth to death. So
that God could experience the joys and sorrows of being human. So that God
could become part of the world, to be vulnerable to it and could partake of
what the world and humanity had to offer. The giving of Jesus was not a
transaction between God and humanity. It wasn’t a tit for tat. The story did
not end with the giving but rather it continues unceasingly. The giving of
Jesus is like the writing of a love poem that carries on still, to this day.
Just as the love we have for our own beloveds, for our dearest friends, for our
children, for our grandchildren, the love God made manifest through Jesus
continues onward, forever into our now and into the future. For it is through the stories, miracles and
actions of this man Jesus that humanity has witnessed the very grace, mercy,
compassion and love of God still offers to the world. And it is through the
life of this man Jesus that we know God understands the trials and the
celebrations of what it means to be human.
Now onto God loving us and our belief in Jesus. What can be
easily overlooked is that John says that God so loved the world that his gave
his son. God came for all of Creation, not for one person over another, not for
one community of people over another. God did not come for a few, God came for
all. All that has been asked in return is to be believe. Not that long ago to
believe was to belove. In our near history, our rational, scientific influences
want belief to be connected to a truth that can be proven. Unless you’re Donald
Trump of course, but I’m taking a self-imposed hiatus from talking about him. Before
conservative literalism grew in the mid-19th Century, to believe in
something meant to belove something—to yearn for that something, to pay
attention specially to that something, to commit to that something, to be loyal
to that something, to value that something above all else. God wants us to believe,
to belove. What should we belove? If I say we are to believe in God, to belove
God, what would that mean? Jesus taught us. To belove God is to yearn for peace,
to pay attention to injustice, to commit to loving others as ourselves, to be
loyal to God’s Creation, to value above all else compassion.
Once we belove, once we believe, we find ourselves being
transformed by these things. We find trust where before there was skepticism,
find connection with those who might only be passing through our day, we find the
Divine in those it would be east to dismiss as less-than, not worthy , we seek
justice for all people, not just those closest to us. People matter. Creation
matters. When we believe, when we belove, our problems don’t disappear, the
issues each of us struggle with, the hurt and pain of life, of living and of
death, do not simply vanish. Being of faith doesn’t mean you are protected from
brokenness. But when you open your heart, when you welcome in others, when you
are willing to be vulnerable just as God was through Jesus, when you fully
partake in the life that has been given you, you will see how God’s goodness
moves in and through us. Amongst us the Holy Spirit moves, reminding us that
love always overcomes hate, that choosing to be kind trumps choosing ridicule
and scorn, that compassion always, always has a place in relationships, be they
long and deep connections or fleeting.
When we feel these moments of the Holy Spirit moving, when
God enters in and touches our heart, when the meaning of the words Jesus speaks
suddenly rises before us, guiding us, urging us to move, to use our power for
good, how can we help but want to share the good news? How can we help but want
to run down the road to our friends to tell like Mary did when she discovered
the truth of the tomb—not only was it empty but Jesus was right there, he had
never left. How can we not tell others like we would tell them about other
awesome things in our lives? Like you would when your kid receives an
acceptance letter from a university? Like when you find a restaurant that has
the best French Onion soup ever? Or how
about when you discover a TV show on Netflix that deserves every award ever
made. We have no problem exclaiming these things, do we? I don’t. I’ve been
telling everyone lately—and here I am doing it again—if you haven’t seen This is Us on TV yet, you need to get
yourself sorted and watch the first season. Don’t watch it alone—or at least
set yourself up a discussion group because this show has so much going on, lots
of feelings, lots of crying, lots of amazing acting, lots of love between a
complicated family that experiences hurt and pain in very real ways, you will
need to talk about it. It really is an awesome show. I can talk about this show
with anyone, a friend, a person I don’t know in line at Tim’s, my doctor, but
I’m pretty sure I would never follow up my synopsis with the show with a story
of how God has recently pushed me, pulled me, cajoled me to be better. To do
better. To be the hands and feet of Christ. I wouldn’t do that. I might be
afraid that the message would be heard as me trying to convert them. Trying to
convince them that their way of life is wrong, while I am on the true path.
That I am saved and they are not. We bear the weight of those who have gone
door to door, who hand you tracts at the shopping mall.
So, what does evangelism mean to us, in this United Church
of ours? We are not a converting church. We do not require doctrine or dogma to
be declared as truth before we help. In Zambia I was asked if the United Church
of Zambia was not prepared to agree that LGBTQ people have rights and freedoms
in their country, would we hold back funding and assistance? No, absolutely
not, I replied. Because we are not a converting church. However, we didn’t back
down from sharing our understanding that God’s love is for all people. That God
has made all people in God’s image—white, black, brown, male, female, trans,
gay, straight, bi, short, tall, narrow or wide. God’s grace and compassion is
never-ending for all who walk the face of this earth. We spoke our truth for
the whole of our trip and once in awhile found ourselves in a bit of debate
over what God’s thoughts really were. It was never a comfortable discussion and
we never told the other they were on the wrong side of loving one’s neighbour
as ourselves, but we also didn’t shy away when asked about our beliefs. This is
how we evangelize. We talk about what love and connection we experience here
together, in this community of faith of ours. We share what good this
congregation is doing for the wider community. We talk about how we care about
the homeless. The forgotten. The hungry. And we go serve those who live at the
margins. We show how God has moved in
our lives through our loving and caring actions. We talk about the need to
remain open, we act justly even when the law doesn’t require us to, we speak
against racist, bigoted, misogynistic comments and behaviour. We speak of God’s
grace as we speak our truth, we show God’s compassion in how we treat others—those
we hardly know, our friends and even our enemies and we declare God’s love when
through our own willingness to be vulnerable and open, we allow others to be
open and vulnerable with us. We do not convert. We do, we show and we speak.
And then we let go. We let go and let God. For God is good. All the time.
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