Sunday, February 16, 2014

Our Common Purpose (2.16.14)

A Meditation on 1 Corinthians 2:14 - 3:9

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Paul of Tarsis
There are whole passages in First Corinthians that celebrate the very best of what the church can be.  Perhaps none more so, none more memorably, than the thirteenth chapter.  Paul challenging the church to the most expansive commitment, the most generous practice possible.  “Love is patient; love is kind,” he writes tenderly, elegantly, to the church.  “Love isn’t envious or boastful or arrogant or rude.  It doesn’t insist on its own way; it’s not irritable or resentful; it doesn’t rejoice in wrongdoing but rejoices in the truth.”  The thirteenth chapter is something like Paul’s midrash on the Song of Solomon, his midrash on the lovely words of the anthem we’ve just heard.  Love is strong.  Love is strong.  Love is strong.

You see, Paul knows—without question—that the Corinthians are feuding, that they’re choosing sides, judging one another sharply and jockeying for control.  Members are passionate, but their loyalties are divided.   They’re devoted to public worship, but also defensive around personal preferences.  The Corinthian pot has been stirred and stirred up good.  And Paul’s worried for the young church’s future; for the strain on its mission and damage to important relationships.  From simple start to glorious finish, First Corinthians pulls no punches in this regard.  Speaking to conflict in the church, imagining healing and reconciliation, and building to his urgent call for compassion and love.  And almost all of us—I think—know these words by heart.  “Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.  Love never ends.”  It’s Paul’s love song, the thirteenth chapter, for a divided church.

So what do we know about the Corinthian church, the Corinthian experiment, in the years around Paul’s writing the letter?  Well, we know that it’s been just a few years since he planted this church on the Corinthian isthmus; a few years since he mentored their new leaders, since he loved the church into being.  And we can imagine, I know I can, the excitement of their beginnings.  There’s nothing like the church, not really, in the ancient world.  And Paul’s vision of male and female, slave and free, Jew and Greek in communion together, sharing joys and suffering as one: it defies so many cultural conventions, anticipates a whole new world of shalom and grace.  The vision in Corinth (as elsewhere) is edgy and purposeful.  The church is nothing less than the in-breaking of holy peace, the world-to-come in the here-and-now.  A celebration of incarnation.  Thrilling stuff.

But edgy visions provoke competing priorities.  We know that they do.  And purposeful churches strain against the usual anxieties.  It turns out that the in-breaking of holy peace tests just about everything we hold dear.  Pushes us to new limits.  Our own experience—right here at Peace United—tells us that this is true, that edgy visions disturb the status quo and test the bonds between us.  Community’s not for the faint of heart.

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And Paul’s getting reports of conflict and chaos in Corinth.  He’s moving around the Mediterranean basin, nurturing new churches; and from a distance he keeps up with news from old friends and colleagues.  Loyalties in Corinth are divided.  Personal preferences are tested.  Questions around social ethics and responsibilities.  Questions around leadership in the church.  Questions around the meaning and practice of worship.  The church there is tested.  Paul’s friends wonder if the center can hold.

And we get a feeling for the turbulence, the turbulence in the Corinthian church, in the early chapters of this first letter to leaders there.  “For as long as there is jealousy and quarreling among you,” Paul writes, “are you not of the flesh, and behaving according to human inclinations?”  Nothing particularly obtuse here.  Paul speaks to their choosing sides, to divided loyalties and the cost to their mission and purpose.  Instead of birthing something new, something daring and revolutionary, the Corinthians are demonstrating more of the same.  Jealousy and quarreling and competition for control.  “For when one says, ‘I belong to Paul,’ and another, ‘I belong to Apollos,’ are you not merely human?”  Again, nothing too obtuse here.  The Corinthians are missing the mark.

We also know that one of the key conflicts in Corinth revolves around worship and the controversial practice of speaking in tongues.  The fancy word is glossolalia.  We know that some in the Corinthian church are proudly enthusiastic and comfortably fluent in this practice—in which members are freed from convention and decorum to speak the Spirit’s own language in worship.  And it’s a language unlike and often unrelated to any known by others in the congregation.  In an ecstatic moment, in worship, some speak it aloud, and others interpret so that the church can listen in.
In Corinth and other first century churches, and in some 21st century churches as well, speaking in tongues is a sign of the community’s liberation: the Spirit frees the believer to speak a language beyond the empire’s language of domination, shame and control.  It’s a powerful expression of the world-to-come in the here-and-now.  Intimate and revolutionary.

But.

We also know that this powerful practice has come to divide the community in Corinth and sort it out according to different loyalties and beliefs.  Those with the gift—the gift of speaking in tongues—are claiming a kind of authority and spiritual standing above the others.  They’re insisting that they’re closer to God than other believers, that their remarkable gift reveals this closeness, and that they’re due some kind of ultimate respect for it.  And this, this has Paul deeply concerned: that some in Corinth could create a kind of elitist theology, an elitist ecclesiology, precisely out of a gift that destroys every elitist position.  And Paul’s frustration shows.  Throughout this first letter to the Corinthians.

You see, at the heart of Paul’s theology, is this notion that every one of us is saved—or made whole—not by our own wisdom or works, but by the grace of God.  Only by the grace of God.  Once we assign spiritual value to our own wisdom, our own works, all kinds of mayhem may follow.  This is Paul’s deepest conviction.  Instead, in Jesus, he’s discovered a grace that wells up in every human heart, a grace that touches every broken and not-so-broken life, a grace that is lavished equally and generously on every member of the church.  There can be no hierarchy in the church—because there is no hierarchy in God’s grace.  And only when we grasp this, only when we embrace it, by faith, are we really and meaningfully saved.  Made whole.  Fully alive in our own skin.  And capable at last of being the church.

Paul’s a complicated cat—but he has a lot to say about anxiety and hope, about brokenness and wholeness.  And a good bit of it is right on target.

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But I want to switch gears here—and speak to our own experiences in worship over the past year.  Because we too know something about turbulence in community.  And we too know something about purposeful churches, competing priorities, even conflict around the ways we worship.  (By the way, Paul doesn’t believe that conflict itself is sinful; that’s hardly his point.  Conflict comes with community.  Conflict is simply part, an inevitable part, of the human experience.  What Paul wants us to look at is how we move in conflict, how we dance with our differences, how we reconcile around new realities and possibilities.)

Over several years now, we’ve wrestled with temptations around choosing sides, sorting ourselves out according to aesthetic values, dividing the church according to musical and liturgical tastes.  If you’ve been around over the past ten years, I imagine you know just what I’m talking about.  As lively a place as this is, as progressive as we are, I’ve had this sense that our mission’s been diminished somehow, compromised just a bit—as we’ve struggled with competing visions, legitimate but competing sensibilities in worship every week.

But I want to suggest this morning that something’s shifting.  Something in you, in me.  Something in our life together.  Over this past year, we’ve tried one more time to explore, to trust, to experience our common purpose.  We’ve worshiped together, like this.  We’ve accommodated one another, maybe just a bit at first, but more and more every week.  We’ve stretched, built some new bridges, and come even to appreciate styles, songs, liturgies we once dismissed.

What I’m seeing in the church these days is a powerful movement of the Spirit.  I’m seeing new and courageous energy for mission, for witness, for taking the gospel message beyond our doors.  I’m seeing deeper relationships all around, a willingness to risk collaboration and partnership for the good of the church and the joy of our life together.  And I’m experiencing, almost every week, the kind of worship that evokes praise and hope, the kind of worship that imagines healing and reconciliation in a world hungry for both.  And I believe—I really do believe that all this movement is related to our coming together, to our finding common purpose together in this lovely, light-bathed place.  The Spirit is alive here!

I want to get back to Paul.  But first I want to acknowledge Cheryl and Vlada and Lori and Art, and their particularly important roles and ministries in making this happen.  Over the past year, they have stretched publically and spiritually and musically.  And, in so many ways, their stretching creates all this space—all this spiritual, human space—for us to stretch as well.  And Cheryl, Vlada, Lori, Art: we thank you for this gift and for the privilege of your leadership.  We honor the hard work, the patience and the struggle of this work.  We want you to know—and all of our amazing musicians to know—that it’s a blessing to all of us and an inspiration to the dozens of loving ministries that flow from this place into the wider community.  Something very good is going on here.  It’s the Spirit’s doing—but she’s leaning heavy on you.   And we give thanks for your courage.      

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So back to Paul for just a moment.  I want you to see that Paul’s teaching this morning intends not to demean, not to diminish, but only to build up the church.  So that we might follow through on our radical, world-flipping calling: to be midwives for the in-breaking of a new kind of peace, a new kind of justice.

Paul sees conflict as inevitable and human and expected.  The church can’t be anything other than a human institution.  But how we face conflict, and grow through conflict, and resolve that conflict: this is Paul’s concern and his passion.  It’s not enough to claim “Paul” or “Apollos.”  It’s not enough for half of us to worship in here, while the other half worship in the Fellowship Hall.  It’s not enough to head home on Sunday afternoon grousing about the ways other members pray or sing or dance.  No, to live in the freedom of baptism and grace is to die to the need for such control and reach instead for new membership in the body of Christ.  “Where members have the same care for one another,” Paul says later in his letter.  “If one member suffers, all suffer together; if one member is honored, all rejoice together.”  Grasping grace—and grasped by grace—we are capable of a whole new community, a very different mission.  We are powerfully inspired to take new risks in everyday relationships and public life.  We are radically free of all the usual anxieties and resentments.  Grasping grace—and grasped by grace—we are midwives of the Spirit.

So in the timeless words of my teenage daughters: It’s all good in the body of Christ.  Paul plants, Apollos waters, and it’s all good.  Some speak in tongues, some sing from their hymnals, and it’s all good.  Cheryl orchestrates, Lori deviates, and it’s all good.  Some visit jails, some visit shelters, some visit the sick, and it’s all good in the body of Christ.  We are bound together only by grace, stitched together in compassion and love.  The love that bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.  The love that never ends.

Amen.