1 Timothy 1: 12-17
It’s now two or three generations after
Jesus has been resurrected and ascended.
The apostles are gone, Paul is gone, and the expectation that Jesus was
going to come again was beginning to waver if not vanish altogether. Somehow the remaining faithful had to
figure out how to move on and keep the faith alive and organize their community
of faith. This was the context in
which today’s scripture was written.
What scholar’s call the “Pastoral
Letters”, 1&2 Timothy and Titus, probably were written in the style of Paul
but not by Paul himself. They read
much like a leadership manual for new churches of the day. What to do, who’s to do it, what should
be worn or not worn, and how to worship.
We could compare it to the first original constitution and by-laws that
were written by Orange’s founding members.
Paul, after his conversion on the road
to Damascus, was a devout follower of Christ who journeyed throughout the Roman
Empire telling his story about the mercy of God who picked him up out of the
bowels of bad living and the tenements of torment and turned his heart and life
around. One of the places we know
that Paul planted a church in his mission field was in Ephesus. Here we find a new pastor, Timothy,
hard at work.
The epistle begins with Paul’s greeting
and a strong warning about false teachers who have deviated from the divine
message of ‘love from a pure heart’ (1:5). Then Paul shows great gratitude for the mercy that he has
received, I like particularly Eugene Peterson’s telling from “The Message” for
1 Timothy….
I'm so
grateful to Christ Jesus for making me adequate to do this work. He went out on
a limb, you know, in trusting me with this ministry. The only credentials I
brought to it were invective and witch hunts and arrogance. But I was treated
mercifully because I didn't know what I was doing—didn't know Who I was doing
it against! Grace mixed with faith and love poured over me and into me. And all
because of Jesus.
Here's a word you can take to heart and depend on: Jesus
Christ came into the world to save sinners. I'm proof—Public Sinner Number One—of
someone who could never have made it apart from sheer mercy. And now he shows
me off—evidence of his endless patience—to those who are right on the edge of
trusting him forever.
Deep honor and bright glory to the King of All Time, One God, Immortal, Invisible ever and always. Oh, yes!
Deep honor and bright glory to the King of All Time, One God, Immortal, Invisible ever and always. Oh, yes!
Effusive, overenthusiastic, hyperbolic
Paul. One of the greatest of
evangelists, he was granted mercy and couldn’t keep quiet about it. I think that’s the way in which true
mercy works, as one scholar puts it, “Mercy is a verb of God’s activity that is
conjugated in Paul’s own experience.”
Paul’s confession of faith is what motivates the early church to get up
and moving. If God can grant mercy
to someone like Paul, ‘public enemy number one’, then God can grant mercy to
anyone.
Have you ever been granted mercy? Do Tell! That’s what Paul does.
He talks about that defining moment in his life the rest of his life to
whomever he meets. He becomes God’s
number one witness of the day.
We know that the mercy of God extends
way beyond our own comprehension. It’s there when you need it most, but deserve
it the least. It’s those kind and
compassionate acts and treatment, which are endowed with forgiveness all of
which - is not deserved. You’re on
death row walking that lonely route to the executioner’s chamber and the phone
rings from the governor’s office, commuting your sentence. That’s mercy! You ignored the signs on the road and entered an area of
sinkholes. Now you are up to your
neck in quicksand slowly being pulled down. By some mysterious luck (luck as some would call it) a passerby
sees you and throws a rope to you.
That’s mercy!
Mercy comes in all sorts of packages
from grand gestures of unmerited forgiveness to those smaller moments in life
when you know that somehow, someway you’ve been given a second chance. When you are on your last thread of
hope, your life begins to change.
You can see a pin dot of light shining in the darkness and you can feel
the air that begins to permeate your stagnate existence. That’s mercy! And we’ve all been there.
Jesus, in the Gospel of Luke, tells us
parables of mercy over and over again.
If you have one hundred sheep and one gets lost, won’t you go out to
find the poor sheep that has lost his way? Of course you would.
If you had ten very valuable coins and one of them gets lost in a crack
in the floor, wouldn’t you sweep and vacuum until you find it? Of course you would. When you’ve lost your way to
drunkenness or gambling or any sort of indecent living, doesn’t God come out looking
for you? Of course God does. When you just feel as if you’ve lost
your faith in our common lot or worse yet, in God, don’t you think that God
comes to us in so many ways both seen and unseen, heard and unheard? OF COURSE God does. And that’s mercy!
Where have you experienced God’s mercy
in your life? When were you on your metaphorical or maybe literal ‘way out’ but
were picked up and granted mercy?
I’m sure you have, at least one time in your life, been granted God’s
ultimate mercy and grace. I have! We’re in this humanity thing together. It’s being saved and revived from the
last shred of strength that we have, and then been given a fresh start to get
things right. But it can’t stop
there after you’ve said a polite ‘Thank you God’.
We all have our favorite authors and
books, one of mine is Anne Lamott.
In her book ‘Traveling Mercies’ she says “I don’t know why life isn’t
constructed to be seamless and safe…..we make such glaring mistakes, things
fall so short of our expectations and our hearts get broken….I do not
understand the mystery of Grace – only that it meets us where we are and does
not leave us where it found us.”
Lamott’s books are her testimony to her life lived and her life saved.
Do you have a story to tell? A story where God reached into your
life and saved you? I challenge to
tell one person this week. You
don’t have to use eloquent words,
they just need to be sincere and from the heart. One of the most powerful stories of
redemption was from a man I met in Wooster Square sitting on a park bench. A homeless man who just could not help
but tell me his story. And it was
powerful, from the heart. He had
been saved, granted God’s mercy and lived to tell other’s all about God’s great
act.
The call of the Gospel is for us to
seek, understand, and accept God’s mercy and then to tell others, like Paul,
like Lamott, like the shepherd who finds his lost sheep and calls together his
friends to party, like the woman finding her lost coin, we are to tell
others. It is our testimony and
witness that perpetuates our Christian faith. It is our ancient tradition that must not get lost. In the weeks to come we will hear
personal testimony and witness as we begin ‘Pay it Forward’ as part of our
Season of Generosity. Listen
carefully, be inspired and then tell your story.
That’s what we do in our community of
faith. Once you’ve known mercy and
grace, and you will, it’s hard to keep silent. Got Mercy? Do
Tell!
Amen, may it be so!
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