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In the first half of the Gospel according to Mark, the writer is concerned with portraying Jesus as “the  one who is stronger.” One way he does this is by telling of several miracles that are tied together by at  least four crossings of the Sea of Galilee. On the western side of this body of water there are the Jews.


On the eastern shore, there are Gentiles. Jesus moves freely, comfortably, among Jews and Gentiles  alike teaching, preaching, and performing miracles.


Among the miracles are the calming of the storm, the exorcising of the demoniac, the healing of the  woman with a hemorrhage, and, the miracle about which we read in today’s Gospel, the raising of the  daughter of Jairus. By this means, Mark is saying, “Jesus Christ is stronger than the cultural differences  that separate people from one another, he is stronger than the forces of nature, stronger than the demonic, stronger than disease, and stronger even than our greatest enemy, death. Nothing in the universe is more powerful than him. The One who is stronger is on our side. He is for us. He commands the  very power of God. He has come into the world, come to all people, come to remove all obstacles,   come to include everyone in his saving, recreating embrace. That is good news. And, because of that,  we have nothing to fear. 


Remember that our word “religion” is derived from the Latin word ligare, which means to bind together. Our word “ligament” is from the same root. Religion, then, is supposed to tie things together.


As Mark has so artfully tied together the accounts of Jesus’ obstacle defying ministry in the Galilean  territory, so Jesus promises to tie our lives together and make us whole. When we place our trust in  mim, we do not need to be overcome by fear.

 

What fears are you grappling with today? Terrorism? The economy? Supreme Court decisions? Im-

migration? Reproductive rights? Personal finances or health? A family problem?


I believe that fear is the basis for so many of our problems. It is the basis of anger, of prejudice, of a host of psychological disorders, of much disease, and it interferes with just about every relationship we have either with persons or with things. We are afraid of that which we do not know or think we  know all too well. The Jesus of Mark’s gospel is greater than the greatest threat we know, and his perfect love casts out fear.


One of the most courageous people I have ever known is the Pastor for whom I worked in my first appointment  after  completion  of  seminary.  J.  Kenneth  Shamblin  was  Senior  Pastor  of  St.  Luke’s  United Methodist Church in Houston for sixteen years. He left there to become the United Methodist  Bishop of Louisiana. I heard him do and say many truly courageous things in the time I knew him. 


But before he came to Houston, he was Senior Pastor of the Pulaski Heights Church in Little Rock, Arkansas. He led that congregation in building a magnificent gothic edifice and when it was completed, he had television equipment installed and became the first church in Arkansas to telecast its morning  worship services. On the first morning their service was to be seen on the television, Kenneth Shamblin  mounted the pulpit and faced the task of not only delivering a sermon he knew would be carried to  thousands of people whom he could not see, but also a sermon in which he publicly and fearlessly  opposed the Governor of that state on the issue of the desegregation of the Little Rock schools.


Because of that sermon and the subsequent statements Dr. Shamblin made about the need for African  American children to receive the same educational opportunities as Anglo children, his life and that of  his family was threatened. He received obscene telephone calls and hate mail. He had to move his  family to a secret location and live under guard twenty-four hours a day. This went on for weeks until  he felt he was at his breaking point. Fear like he had never known before gripped him. One evening,  he sat down on the steps of that beautiful church building, beaten, bruised, afraid, and contemplating  ways to leave that situation. He felt helpless, hopeless, and very much alone. Just then, the Carillion  began to play, and the tune brought to his mind the words, “God is my strong salvation, what foe have I to fear? In darkness and temptation, my help, my light is near.” It was as if God had extended a strong  hand and a mighty arm to him in his weakest moment and lifted him up, empowering him to stand firm in his conviction and overcome his fears. And, he and God weathered the storm.


When the professional mourners came to Jairus and told him his daughter was dead, Jesus spoke a stronger word to him, “Do not fear. Only believe.”  When he arrived at the house where the little girl lay, he entered that place which death had defiled and spoke a stronger word to her, “Little girl, rise up.” His words are healing words, life giving words, strong words that save us and make us whole.   He speaks them to us today. If fear is overtaking you and causing you to hate, to hesitate, to hibernate,  or to hyperventilate, he calls you to believe - to trust in him - to consider the possibility that there are  other options, other viewpoints, other ways. If you are feeling the threat of your own mortality, if death is washing over you, if something or someone precious to you has been snatched from you, he speaks  to you, “rise up.”


I have struggled with fears over the polarization and the rising tide of anger in our country from some  time. I am afraid that lies, conspiracy theories, lawlessness, and incivility will be normalized and prevail. The rising tide of Christian nationalism is a threat to people of every faith and to democracy itself. I had hoped that last Thursday’s debate would help calm those fears. It did not. In fact, if anything, it seemed to make matters worse, at least for the time being. I need, and I know I am not alone, one of those obstacle-defying miracles of Jesus sooner rather than later.


It is at moments like this that we need to hear the words, “Do not fear. Only believe.”  “Rise up.”  These are words that bind our lives together. Bind our times together. Bind our relationships together. And bind all things together in a perfect oneness with the Shepherd and Lover of our souls. And, you know what?  These healing words are news, good news, for anyone who needs to hear them. There simply are no limits to what God has in store for you and for me. Hang on to them with all your might in the face of your fears.


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Once when a certain preacher launched into a children’s sermon, she was confronted by a visiting child, an eight-year-old friend of a regular member. The boy was new to this church but was a regular attendee at another congregation that did not have children’s sermons. Nevertheless, the visitor tried his best to follow the line of the preacher’s effort to connect with the children. Attempting to hook the children with something familiar before making her point, the priest asked the children to identify what she would describe. “What is fuzzy and has a long tail?” No response. “What has big teeth and climbs in trees?” Still no response. After she asked, “What jumps around a lot and gathers nuts and hides them?” the visiting boy could stand the silence no longer. He blurted out, “Look, lady, I know the answer is supposed to be ‘Jesus,’ but it sure sounds like a squirrel to me.” Today’s Gospel reveals to us St. Thomas – who was put in a situation similar to that of the boy at the children’s sermon. Thomas was the one who had not seen the risen Jesus when he first appeared to the disciples. The others told him they had seen the Lord, but he was skeptical. He doubted. Still, Thomas must have wanted to fit in. He might have said, “Look, friends, I know the answer is supposed to be that I acknowledge that you saw Jesus, but it sure sounds like a ghost to me.” Aren't we all a little like Thomas? Thank God for that! Because, as Elton Trueblood once said, “a faith that is never questioned isn't worth having.” Thomas remained with the others until his doubts and uncertainties were transformed into a dynamic faith. Doubt is a universal human experience. We have all felt the pain, the harassment, and the threat of it. Doubt comes in different depths. The deepest form denies that we can believe anything at all. The other extreme is the mind of the dogmatic that sails along with unquestioning confidence on a sea of tranquil certitude. While there is a certain appeal in dogmatic tranquility, there is also the danger that we might overlook the possibility of error in our most familiar beliefs. As much as we might like to think of eliminating any trace of doubt in our life, the truth is that it would be undesirable, even if it were possible. When someone tells me that he has never had a moment of probing religious doubt, I find myself wondering whether that person has ever known a moment of vital religious conviction. For if one fact stands out above all others in the history of religion, it is this: the price of a great faith is a great and continuous struggle to get it, to keep it, and to share it. Faith is a fight as well as a peace. I find myself thinking of my task as a Pastor and Teacher in the way described by Paul Tillich, when he said, “Sometimes I think my mission is to bring faith to the faithless and doubt to the faithful.” Tuesday of this week is the annual remembrance of the Holocaust, Yom Hashoah. As we recall that tragic chapter in human history, we are painfully reminded of Adolf Hitler. Hitler was an atheist. We usually think of atheism as ultimate doubt. But when you think of it as a religion, you can see how helpful it would be to have a system of doubt to correct it. Hitler had no religion to cast doubts on his approach to life. But there are other problems besides Hitler's form of atheism. There is, for example, practical atheism. Practical atheists believe in God. He just doesn't have anything to do with their lives. Martin Luther once wrote, “There is the person who has never doubted that God is, but who lives as though God were not; and there is the person who doubts whether God is, or even denies that God is, but lives as though God were. In the latter, the grace of God is at work.” Look at the lives of the saints. According to holy legend, doubt appears as a temptation which increases in power with the increase of saintliness. In those who rest on their unshakable faith, pharisaism, fundamentalism, and fanaticism are the unmistakable symptoms of doubt which has been repressed. Doubt is overcome not by repression but by courage. Courage does not deny that there is doubt, but it takes the doubt into itself as an expression of its own finitude and affirms the content of an ultimate concern – a concern that impacts our lives and how we relate to the world around us and the people in it. Courage does not need the safety of unquestionable conviction. It includes the risk without which no creative life is possible. The Christian faith is stronger than our doubts. It is like the Chinese proverb, which says, “Chinese sails, though full of holes, still work.” Suppose a half dozen of us were seated around the walls of a darkened room. We are told that somewhere in the open, middle space, there is a chair. It is not just any chair; it is an antique, the creation of a noted designer, worth several thousand dollars. Which of us will find that chair? Certainly not those who sit still and philosophize about where the chair might be placed, about its existence, or about its value. No, the chair can be found only by those who have the courage to get up and risk stumbling around in the dark, using whatever powers of reason and sensation we might have until the chair is discovered. Or in our relationships with those we love. I have faith that my wife loves me. I feel her kindness, her caring, her loving touch - all these I interpret to mean that she loves me. Not every moment of our relationship has been perfectly romantic. We went to high school together and during that time I thought she hated me. I was wrong; she was just shy. But I came to see that her acts of love are such that, while I cannot claim absolute certainty now or about the future, I have a deep faith in her love for me. We cannot ever “know” or “verify” the experience of love with the same probability as sunrise or a lab experiment, but we have faith that love is real, is what we know to be the case, is the explanation which correctly interprets certain “scientific” experience. Those who are familiar with the scientific method know that the point is not to set out to prove a theory but to attempt to disprove it. Doubt is an essential element in the advancement of science, in the pursuit of truth, and in critical thinking. As far as we know, human beings are the only creatures on the planet, perhaps in the cosmos, endowed with the privilege and responsibility to exercise reason. Once a young man said to the philosopher, Blaise Pascal, “Oh that I had your creed, then I would live your life.” Pascal replied, “let me tell you something, young man. If you will live my life, it will not be many days until you have my creed.” In other words, Pascal is saying it is easier to act your way into belief than the other way around. And when we see Thomas after the resurrection, we follow the trajectory of his faith from confusion to confession. The risen Christ, at last, confronted him in the presence of the others and together they dealt with his doubt until it gave way to affirmation. He does that for us, too. In an era when many people in power have a view of Christian faith that is very narrow and contained in a very confined context, I am grateful to be in a Church that has room for doubt and is open to questions. Those who come to us with those doubts and questions receive a genuine welcome and are lovingly embraced so that we can journey and grow together in faith, hope, and love. 
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