Pastor's Pen: WIJD

On my bookshelf I have a dusty old volume of Charles Sheldon’s novel, "In His Steps." The book was written in 1896 by Sheldon for his youth group in Topeka, Kansas. The novel tells the story of a pastor who challenges his congregation to live for one year asking the question, "What would Jesus do?" The rest of the book outlines the transformed lives of the parishioners as they tackle the problems of poverty, economic exploitation, graft, and the like. The story epitomized the social gospel movement and its optimism in human efforts solving human problems.

The book is not great literature, but amazingly it continued to make an impact.  In the 1990s, Dan Seaborn read the novel while he was a youth pastor in Michigan.  He used the question as a rallying cry for his youth group.  They made buttons with the letters WWJD which led to a merchandising frenzy.  Soon, one found WWJD everywhere, emblazoned on bracelets, T-shirts, bumper stickers, etc. The question became a credo for an entire subculture of Christians.  Then the fad faded. Perhaps this is a good thing.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m entirely in favor of promoting ethics based on the teachings of Jesus. The world would be a better place if more people patterned their lives after our Savior. However, the question itself is troublesome. "What would Jesus do?" is conditional. "Would" implies an "if" clause. "If Jesus was here, what would he do?" As Christians who live in the sunlight of Easter, we no longer can speak conditionally.

"Christ is risen. He is risen, indeed."

The resurrection refuses to allow Jesus to slip into the sands of time. Instead, we believe in his reality and his continued actions on our behalf. His teachings remain valid because his kingdom remains an actuality.  One preacher puts it this way, “The question is not ‘What would Jesus do?’  Instead the question is ‘What is Jesus doing?’”

With all respect to Rev. Sheldon, this Easter we should take on a new challenge. Because Jesus is alive, let us ask, "What is Jesus doing right now?" Let’s live the next year asking, "What is Jesus doing in our congregation, in our families, in our lives?"

Grace & Peace,

James Hodsden

Pastor's Pen: Blessed Are Those That Mourn

Excerpts from the Service of Covenant Renewal, on February 23, 2012.

After we first moved here, my wife signed up to receive text messages from one of the local television stations.  So a few times a day, her phone buzzes with the latest headlines in the Philly area.  More often than not, the texts are filled with bad news.  The media reports that someone did something hurtful or hateful or simply stupid.  Perhaps, it is another shooting or another flash mob or another scandal.  On occasion, Sara will forward a headline to me.  Sharing the news, even bad news, can be a comfort.  It’s nice to know we aren’t alone.

While recently reading one of those forwarded texts, I realized that I wasn’t angry or upset.  I just was saddened.  I grieved the waste of talent and ability.  I grieved the lost opportunities.  At the end of the text, the television station gave me an option, “Reply STOP NEWS to quit.”  If only it was that easy.  I would love to hit reply on my cell phone to stop the bad news from coming.  It would be great to push a button and know that no child would go hungry tonight, that wars would end, and that cures for diseases would be found. 

However, there is no app for that.  

We aren’t powerless.  Humanity is capable of great acts of compassion and sacrifice.  Each of us should do our part.  Nonetheless, it will never be enough.  Injustice, suffering and hatred will remain.  Despite our human efforts, death will always be an enemy.  The very things we wish to preserve slip through our fingers. 

For me, the worst part is when I discover that even our efforts are tainted.  Our actions are accompanied by selfishness, accommodation, and sin.  Exhausted by the magnitude of the challenge, we fall to our knees and cry.  And Jesus calls us blessed. 

For those of us who grew up reading Peanuts comics, “Good grief” was Charlie Brown’s cry of desperation.  It was meant to ironic, but Jesus means it seriously.  “Blessed are those who mourn” (Matt 5:4). 

On a certain level, those who mourn actually know the truth about this world.  If someone cannot feel the pain of another person, they are essentially alone.  There is something hellish about the one who walks through life surrounded by self-built walls, comfortably numb.

However, being blessed isn’t simply feeling another’s pain.  That’s not Jesus’ word to us.  “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.”  Jesus declares that there is an end to grief.  Jesus stands with us at the grave.  He whispers into our ears.  Don’t worry.  This is not the whole story.  My love cannot be stopped by this.  I will never leave you.

The nails that pierced his hands are gone.  The cross on which he hung is no more.  But Jesus himself is not lost to history.  He is alive.  The grief we have today must be understood in that context.  Lent is not simply forty days of dreariness.  The empty tomb declares that our grief happens in the embrace of hope.  And God’s hope will never disappoint.