Where’s Jesus?

Acts 1:1-11

In the first book, Theophilus, I wrote about all that Jesus did and taught from the beginning until the day when he was taken up to heaven, after giving instructions through the Holy Spirit to the apostles whom he had chosen. After his suffering he presented himself alive to them by many convincing proofs, appearing to them during forty days and speaking about the kingdom of God. While staying with them, he ordered them not to leave Jerusalem, but to wait there for the promise of the Father. “This,” he said, “is what you have heard from me; for John baptized with water, but you will be baptized with the Holy Spirit not many days from now.”

The Ascension of Jesus

So when they had come together, they asked him, “Lord, is this the time when you will restore the kingdom to Israel?” He replied, “It is not for you to know the times or periods that the Father has set by his own authority. But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” When he had said this, as they were watching, he was lifted up, and a cloud took him out of their sight. While he was going and they were gazing up toward heaven, suddenly two men in white robes stood by them. They said, “Men of Galilee, why do you stand looking up toward heaven? This Jesus, who has been taken up from you into heaven, will come in the same way as you saw him go into heaven.”

Luke 24:44-53

Then he said to them, “These are my words that I spoke to you while I was still with you—that everything written about me in the law of Moses, the prophets, and the psalms must be fulfilled.” Then he opened their minds to understand the scriptures, and he said to them, “Thus it is written, that the Messiah is to suffer and to rise from the dead on the third day, and that repentance and forgiveness of sins is to be proclaimed in his name to all nations, beginning from Jerusalem. You are witnesses of these things. And see, I am sending upon you what my Father promised; so stay here in the city until you have been clothed with power from on high.”

The Ascension of Jesus

Then he led them out as far as Bethany, and, lifting up his hands, he blessed them. While he was blessing them, he withdrew from them and was carried up into heaven. And they worshiped him, and returned to Jerusalem with great joy; and they were continually in the temple blessing God.

The feast of Ascension - which was Thursday this week - comes 40 days after Easter.

But, since most of our Presbyterian churches don’t celebrate Ascension as a separate feast day, we celebrate it today, the nearest Sunday.

The Ascension of our Lord.

I’m sure if you’d asked around wherever you were on Thursday, you’d probably struggle to find someone who could tell you that it was a significant day for the Christian church.

And, even though we celebrate it on the Sunday, as Presbyterians, we don’t particularly give it much space in our observance.

It’s just another of those things that happens after the resurrection on the way to Pentecost.

Another one of those crazy sightings of Jesus after Easter.

Now you see him, now you don’t...

I used to love playing “Where’s Wally” with my children.

We’d spend hours poring over the puzzles trying, in the midst of all the similar distracting images, to find Wally, always well hidden.

Last summer, I discovered “Where’s Jesus?” - an alternative version.

I was at the Church of Scotland’s National Youth Assembly - and had great satisfaction tweeting:

“140 Young Adults in the Church of Scotland have found Jesus!”

As you can imagine, that went down well.

But those days after the resurrection strike me as having been a bit like that for the beleaguered disciples.

Wondering where on earth Jesus was going to pop up next!

And I have a lot of sympathy with them.

What a roller coaster they had been on.

Three years of traipsing the countryside with him on the adventure of their lives.

Three years.

Where they’d given up all they knew to follow this itinerant Preacher.

Three years of miracles and signs and wonders.

Of hard slogs, long days and short nights.

Three years of intrigue and mystery, of what I like to think of as fun and laughter and bone shaking merriment, but also gut wrenching tragedy and mind blowing controversy.

For sure, Jesus provoked every emotion, pressed every button.

And then, after living on tenterhooks, never knowing what might come next, it’s all over.

Jesus has pushed one button too many, goaded the authorities just too far - and those authorities silenced him forever.

Can you imagine the grief of these men and women who have followed him over these three years?

Can you imagine the crushing despair that brought all their hopes tumbling down, plunging them into the depths of darkness?

 It seems that Messiah figures rose and fell throughout history - but this time, Jesus followers thought they were onto the real thing.

And they threw in their all with him to prove it.

No wonder they gathered behind locked doors.

Licking their wounds.

Wallowing in their loss.

And then the audacity of the man.

To come and stand among them.

To appear to them on the beach.

To pop up here there and everywhere over the 40 days.

What was it our text said?

After his suffering he presented himself alive to them by many convincing proofs, appearing to them during forty days and speaking about the kingdom of God.

And, more than that, he ordered them not to leave Jerusalem, but to wait there.

And, once he has them together, once they’ve got their heads round him being alive - he disappears again, he ascends into the clouds.

How did the disciples hold on to their sanity.

How did they ever survive this game of divine hide and seek?

Perhaps it was because all that Jesus said to them- while he was with them and especially after the resurrection, finally began to make sense.

All the instructions.

All the farewells.

They seemed like gobbledygook in the heydays, when they were tagging along with Jesus having a high old time performing miracles and dissing the authorities, safe in the protection of the adoring crowds.

But, in the darkness of death, seeing just how much damage the government could do and in the light of the resurrection, seeing how much God could confound the darkness of humanity, bringing light and life, the words and teaching of Jesus began to make sense.

Here was God taking on flesh, showing us an alternative way to live and to love.

Teaching and equipping us for a new way of being.

And, trusting us to get on with it.

That’s the really scary part.

That God trusts us to be the difference that this world needs.

That God trusts us

To bring sight to the blind

Healing to the lame

Freedom for the prisoner.

God trusts us

To feed the hungry

To bind up the broken hearted

To preach good news.

Good news that all are welcome - ALL

Where is Jesus?

In you and you and you...

And so, on this Ascension Sunday, as we come to the table, may we find Jesus already waiting and may we make room for all, not just those who are like us.

Let’s take our heads out of the clouds, not so that we can be rooted where we are -  but so that we can find a lightness in our step that allows us to dance with our ascended Lord who still leads us down alleys we would never anticipate, tripping along to music we might never have heard before, finding a new rhythm of love and service, a rhythm of life that finds Jesus in every nook and cranny, in the faces of all we encounter, the Risen Ascended Christ in our everyday.

May it be so!

Let me finish with this reflection;

40 days since Easter

40 days since we applauded Jesus’ sacrifice

then hauled him out of the tomb

and got on with our lives

40 days that Jesus has walked beside us

offering us myriad glimpses 

of his Risen presence

It was the Risen Christ who sat on the bridge

holding out his cup for a coin

and then took our hand

and looked into our eyes 

and said thank you

as we glanced his way

and gave him some change.

It was the Risen Christ

who sat between us

as a colleague unloaded 

and processed

the costliness of her work

and rediscovered her inner wisdom 

and strength

to carry on serving.

It was the Risen Christ 

who dried our tears

and stoked our anger

and determination

as we tramped the beach

imploring, beseeching God

to show us how

to serve authentically

in an institution

that is besieged 

by power struggles

and injustice.

It was the Risen Christ...

It IS the Risen Christ

The Risen, Ascended Christ

who continues to penetrate

our consciousness

in our every day

looking into our eyes

in the eyes of all whom we encounter

reminding us of his teaching

imploring us to love

and willing us

to go and be disciples.

May it be so!

Paying it forward

Romans 3:28-30; 5:1-11

No, not at all, but through the law of faith. We consider that a person is treated as righteous by faith, apart from what is accomplished under the Law. 29 Or is God the God of Jews only? Isn’t God the God of Gentiles also? Yes, God is also the God of Gentiles. 30 Since God is one, then the one who makes the circumcised righteous by faith will also make the one who isn’t circumcised righteous through faith. 

Therefore, since we have been made righteous through his faithfulness,[a] we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. 2 We have access by faith into this grace in which we stand through him, and we boast in the hope of God’s glory. 3 But not only that! We even take pride in our problems, because we know that trouble produces endurance, 4 endurance produces character, and character produces hope. 5 This hope doesn’t put us to shame, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.

6 While we were still weak, at the right moment, Christ died for ungodly people. 7 It isn’t often that someone will die for a righteous person, though maybe someone might dare to die for a good person. 8 But God shows his love for us, because while we were still sinners Christ died for us. 9 So, now that we have been made righteous by his blood, we can be even more certain that we will be saved from God’s wrath through him. 10 If we were reconciled to God through the death of his Son while we were still enemies, now that we have been reconciled, how much more certain is it that we will be saved by his life? 11 And not only that: we even take pride in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, the one through whom we now have a restored relationship with God.

Our Scripture passage today is the kind of preaching I grew up with - preaching filled with big, theological words that I had little clue about. Even though the preachers using those words, straight from Scripture went to great lengths to explain them - and took great lengths of time to do so! I still didn’t really grasp them.

And, I have to say, after years of theological study, I’d still be hard pressed to explain them or to help others understand which doctrines they are part of and how they fit together and what great mysteries they unpack for us today.

And yet...

There is one phrase in the midst of it all that even as a child, I was able to understand very clearly.

And that is: Christ died for ungodly people. 

I got the message that Christ died for ungodly people. 

Even as a child, surrounded by all these big words and theological mysteries, that message shone through - that Christ died for me, not because I was a good person, not because I might have potential and I might be of some use in the kingdom of God - all that didn’t matter to the loving action of God so long ago that Christ died for ungodly people. 

And, as a child, hearing that preached week in, week out, and being surrounded by folk who lived in God’s love and who lived out God’s love, I was not only enabled to hear that and see it lived out, I was able to believe it for myself. Christ died for ungodly people. 

So, instead of trying, and failing, to explain all these theological terms and theories this morning, I want to get to the heart of the matter - that Christ, knowing humanity, would think us - you and I worth going to the cross for.

And so he carried on speaking of love.

He went on encouraging peaceful opposition to corrupt governments.

He continued noising up the occupying forces by gathering crowds to listen to his teaching on subversive love, love that makes a difference.

And he persisted in demonstrating that there was - and is - an alternative way to live, a way that challenges oppression and injustice wherever they are found.

That’s what got him crucified.

The powerful forces of the day - church and state- knew he was onto something and had to silence him before it was too late.

And we are here today to celebrate the life that came out of death because it was already too late.

Jesus lived and died for ungodly people and rose again to walk among us as we live out the love that he taught.

We celebrate life today.

We celebrate love.

And, as we continue to look for ways to follow, it’s not simply about Jesus post resurrection appearances or about the things we learn from the early church as they struggled to work out how to be Christians in an often hostile environment.

It’s not just about the peace Christ gives.

Or the imploring of Christ to “Feed my sheep”

It’s also about Christ’s call to “Follow me”

A call issued to folk at the beginning of his ministry

Follow me.

What does that look like?

What might it look like today?

It looks like the life Jesus lived throughout his ministry.

Follow me - eating with tax collectors, noticing those on the edge...

Follow me - seeing those who simply wanted to be noticed along with those crying out for healing...

Follow me - feeding hungry crowds and spending time alone with God.

Follow me - upending the tables of those who separate others from God

Follow me - sharing a meal around a table - even with those he knows will betray him and deny him.

Follow me - It looks like the very things that got Christ crucified.

As some of you may know, this week, as the Church of Scotland met in General Assembly, our theme has been, Follow me.

How do we do that in all our different communities and contexts today?

How do we do that in our sometimes hostile environments, in a post Christian culture?

How do we do that as we scatter in all directions?

How do we try to be obedient to Christ’s call: Follow me.

In v 10 of our passage in Romans 5, we read:

Now that we have been reconciled, how much more certain is it that we will be saved by his life?

Our passage this morning makes it clear - that it is by following the example of Christ. 

We, whom Christ loves, we who have been reconciled, see in Christ a model for living.

Christ showed us how to live and how to love.

Christ showed us how to live for those who today would be considered ungodly.

How?

It is by following Christ into all the unlikely places he went.

By following Christ in the company of the unlikely people he met and spent time with.

Following Christ, knowing that ungodly as we are, Christ loved us enough to die for us.

And in knowing ourselves so deeply loved, we are freed to follow.

Freed to follow and freed to hope.

With the kind of hope we read of in the passage:

This hope doesn’t put us to shame, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.

Hope that doesn’t put us to shame.

Hope that doesn’t disappoint.

Hope that brings life in the midst of death.

As I mentioned at the beginning, even when I didn’t understand all the theological words being spoken and being preached on, yet still I was able to grasp the message that God loved me.

Why?

Because the people around me showed that love.

And that’s the challenge for us as followers of Christ today.

How are we being called to show the love of God?

Where are we being called to live out that love?

With whom are we being called to share that love?

Christ loved us enough to continue to protest, to continue to live at the edge, to continue to upset those in power enough to die for us.

But that is only the beginning.

Knowing ourselves loved, even with all our faults and failings, we are challenged to take that love into the world we inhabit every day.

Because that love is not a limited commodity.

It won’t run out.

It is given to be shared!

Part of the role I now play in the Church of Scotland is encouraging folks to rekindle the spark they once had, or to find that spark for the first time, to recognise that we are loved, but to go further than that.

And find the calling of Christ on our lives, individually and in community.

To know that Christ’s love isn’t just about us and our salvation.

It’s not just about us realising how blessed we are.

It’s about paying it forward.

So I invite you this morning, to think for a moment, how or when did you realise you were loved by God?

Is it something you have always known?

Is it something you learned at home, with family?

Is it something you experienced at school, at Youth Camp, in Scouts or BB?

Was it at one of the evangelical rallies?

Or a wee mission hall?

Was it right here in this place?

Take a moment to ponder - how or when did you realise you were loved by God?

And now, ask yourself - who are you making that possible for today?

Where are you sharing the incredible news that God loves even those considered ungodly?

With whom are you sharing God’s love today?

And, looking to the week that lies ahead...

Where are you being called to follow Jesus?

Where are you being called to share that unconditional love?

Where are you being called to share hope that does not disappoint?

And let me share with you three forms of commission today:

In the words of St Paul : 

We take pride in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, the one through whom we now have a restored relationship with God.

In the words of Jesus:

Follow me

And in words often used as a benediction:

You are blessed to be a blessing

Go and serve in love.

For the glory of God

Amen

Breakfast on the beach

John 21:1-19

After these things Jesus showed himself again to the disciples by the Sea of Tiberias; and he showed himself in this way. Gathered there together were Simon Peter, Thomas called the Twin, Nathanael of Cana in Galilee, the sons of Zebedee, and two others of his disciples. Simon Peter said to them, “I am going fishing.” They said to him, “We will go with you.” They went out and got into the boat, but that night they caught nothing.

Just after daybreak, Jesus stood on the beach; but the disciples did not know that it was Jesus. Jesus said to them, “Children, you have no fish, have you?” They answered him, “No.” He said to them, “Cast the net to the right side of the boat, and you will find some.” So they cast it, and now they were not able to haul it in because there were so many fish. That disciple whom Jesus loved said to Peter, “It is the Lord!” When Simon Peter heard that it was the Lord, he put on some clothes, for he was naked, and jumped into the sea. But the other disciples came in the boat, dragging the net full of fish, for they were not far from the land, only about a hundred yards off.

When they had gone ashore, they saw a charcoal fire there, with fish on it, and bread. Jesus said to them, “Bring some of the fish that you have just caught.” So Simon Peter went aboard and hauled the net ashore, full of large fish, a hundred fifty-three of them; and though there were so many, the net was not torn. Jesus said to them, “Come and have breakfast.” Now none of the disciples dared to ask him, “Who are you?” because they knew it was the Lord. Jesus came and took the bread and gave it to them, and did the same with the fish. This was now the third time that Jesus appeared to the disciples after he was raised from the dead.

Jesus and Peter

When they had finished breakfast, Jesus said to Simon Peter, “Simon son of John, do you love me more than these?” He said to him, “Yes, Lord; you know that I love you.” Jesus said to him, “Feed my lambs.” A second time he said to him, “Simon son of John, do you love me?” He said to him, “Yes, Lord; you know that I love you.” Jesus said to him, “Tend my sheep.” He said to him the third time, “Simon son of John, do you love me?” Peter felt hurt because he said to him the third time, “Do you love me?” And he said to him, “Lord, you know everything; you know that I love you.” Jesus said to him, “Feed my sheep. Very truly, I tell you, when you were younger, you used to fasten your own belt and to go wherever you wished. But when you grow old, you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will fasten a belt around you and take you where you do not wish to go.” (He said this to indicate the kind of death by which he would glorify God.) After this he said to him, “Follow me.”

This was now the third time that Jesus appeared to his disciples after he was raised from the dead.

At this time of year, I appreciate that the Lectionary Readings encourage us to stay with Easter, to keep on reading those texts that tell us where and how Jesus appeared after the Resurrection.

Because by the time we’ve slogged through Lent, with whatever disciplines we’ve chosen to embrace and then contemplated Jesus in Holy Week noising up the crowds and the authorities, by the time we’ve done the tenderness of Maundy Thursday and the brutality of Good Friday and then waited out Easter Saturday, we can often arrive at Easter Sunday absolutely exhausted, washed out, ready to proclaim He is Risen - and take a nap!

And while Resurrection changes everything, while it defines who we are and what we believe as followers of Christ, while it infuses our very being, this time of year, this season of Easter, where we sit with these texts, gives us a new opportunity to let the resurrection stories sink in and become part of us once more, re-shaping who we are and what we do as followers of the Risen Christ.

This was now the third time that Jesus appeared to his disciples after he was raised from the dead.

I love the intimacy and gentleness with which Jesus appears after the resurrection.

From all the various accounts in different gospels, we can’t help but pick up on Jesus focus on individuals, the way he seeks to reassure and comfort, and the way he restores their calling and purpose.

There’s Mary in the garden - Jesus calls her by name, and sends her to spread the news.

Then there are the disciples, huddled away behind locked doors. Jesus appears, breathing peace into them - and even comes back for Thomas who missed out first time around. And, as he breathes peace into them, he tells them: “As the father has sent me, so I send you.”

And, in this encounter, in today’s gospel, Jesus appears on the beach, teaching them how to fish, cooking breakfast for them, commissioning them corporately and individually.

Intimacy, gentleness and, more than that, inclusion.

Jesus took care to ensure that all who encountered his risen presence would know themselves included in his resurrection life and purpose.

Come and have breakfast.

What a beautiful, gentle, intimate invitation.

Come and have breakfast.

I want to pause there for a moment and ask:

When did you last have breakfast with the Risen Christ?

When did you last haul your boat up onto the shore, leave your work behind, and have breakfast with Jesus.

There something really quite intimate about breakfast, isn’t there?

Something vulnerable.

Even for those who are morning people, breakfast tends to be a meal that is quieter than other meals, a meal that we don’t often share with lots of people. It may even be a meal that we miss out on.

Come and have breakfast.

How would it feel to have breakfast with the Risen Christ?

To leave behind the trappings of our work...

To leave behind the poise and assurance that we often don later in the day...

To be intimate and vulnerable.

Come and have breakfast.

The Risen Christ gently enters the spaces we inhabit, even before we are ready for the day ahead, with the invitation;

Come and have breakfast.

 Maybe that’s all you need from this text today - to hear, again, the invitation from Christ, who enters our spaces before we can ever be ready: Come and have breakfast.

But there’s more.

I want to drag you on from that invitation, beautiful as it is, to see what happened next.

When Jesus encounters Peter.

Peter, the impulsive disciple, always away ahead of the rest, always trying to sort and organise and defend... until the night of Jesus’ arrest... when he denied his Lord. 

That night, in the garden, when the soldiers came for Jesus, Peter stepped in with his sword.

Jesus said to him then: “Put your sword back in its sheath.”

Maybe it was at that moment that Peter lost his bravado.

Because here was the man that Peter thought he knew refusing to fight back as he was arrested.

And Peter, who knew only the language of the sword, could no longer fathom out what was going on. If this was not a time for insurrection, a time to rise up and fight, when would be?

Maybe that’s why we find Peter, skulking around the High Priests courtyard, where they’d taken Jesus, denying that he ever knew him.

But in John’s gospel, unlike the other gospels, there’s an added sting in the tail of Peter’s denial.

Peter doesn’t simply deny that he knew Jesus.

He denies that he is one of Jesus disciples.

When asked: Are you also one of his disciples, Peter replied: “I am not”.

Not just denying Jesus but denying his own identity as a disciple of Jesus.

“I am not.”

There are few things that hurt more or are more confusing than losing your identity.

Jesus knows that.

I imagine Jesus asking Peter to take a walk with him on that beach.

And Peter, thinking, ah...here it comes.... time to face the music....time to pay.

How confused must he have been when, what Jesus asks is: Do you love me?

I wonder if Peter thought: what game is he playing?

And then, when Jesus asks him again, not once, but twice: Do you love me?

Maybe he was still waiting for the axe to fall, for the words of condemnation to come.

Instead, Jesus was giving Peter what Jesus knew he need most.

He was giving him his identity back.

He was restoring him as a beloved disciple of the Risen Christ.

And commissioning him to Feed my sheep.

What a come back.

What a restoration.

Jesus restored and renewed Peter’s identity as a beloved disciple and handed him back the keys of the kingdom by charging him: Feed my sheep

So what is it you need from the Risen Christ today?

What is your desire as Christ invites you to “Come and have breakfast” ?

Is it forgiveness you seek.

Hear Christ’s words of absolution.

Is it purpose you seek?

Hear Christ’s words of commission: Feed my sheep.

Is it identity you seek?

Hear Christ call you a beloved disciple.

Beloved, called, forgiven child of God - “Come and have breakfast” 

With love...

Genesis 32:22-32

Jacob Wrestles at Peniel

The same night he got up and took his two wives, his two maids, and his eleven children, and crossed the ford of the Jabbok. He took them and sent them across the stream, and likewise everything that he had. Jacob was left alone; and a man wrestled with him until daybreak. When the man saw that he did not prevail against Jacob, he struck him on the hip socket; and Jacob’s hip was put out of joint as he wrestled with him. Then he said, “Let me go, for the day is breaking.” But Jacob said, “I will not let you go, unless you bless me.” So he said to him, “What is your name?” And he said, “Jacob.” Then the man said, “You shall no longer be called Jacob, but Israel, for you have striven with God and with humans, and have prevailed.” Then Jacob asked him, “Please tell me your name.” But he said, “Why is it that you ask my name?” And there he blessed him. So Jacob called the place Peniel, saying, “For I have seen God face to face, and yet my life is preserved.” The sun rose upon him as he passed Penuel, limping because of his hip. Therefore to this day the Israelites do not eat the thigh muscle that is on the hip socket, because he struck Jacob on the hip socket at the thigh muscle.

Luke 18:1-8

The Parable of the Widow and the Unjust Judge

Then Jesus told them a parable about their need to pray always and not to lose heart. He said, “In a certain city there was a judge who neither feared God nor had respect for people. In that city there was a widow who kept coming to him and saying, ‘Grant me justice against my opponent.’ For a while he refused; but later he said to himself, ‘Though I have no fear of God and no respect for anyone, yet because this widow keeps bothering me, I will grant her justice, so that she may not wear me out by continually coming.’ ” And the Lord said, “Listen to what the unjust judge says. And will not God grant justice to his chosen ones who cry to him day and night? Will he delay long in helping them? I tell you, he will quickly grant justice to them. And yet, when the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on earth?”

In the Name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit

Along with some others from St Ninian's this week, I went to Largs on Wednesday evening to hear Brian McLaren talk about his new book.

Brian is one of the great spiritual writers of our time - able to put his finger on many Spiritual truths in which we need to hear the voice of God.

Just one of the themes he talked about was the violence we find throughout the threads of the Old Testament - and especially the stories of a violent, vengeful God.

He spoke of how we need to transform that message of violence into a message of love.

How our world is crying out for a God who is not remote and angry but intimately involved with Creation, making a difference to the everyday.

I was fortunate enough, as I was growing up to be told the stories of the Old Testament as stories of mystery and adventure, of intrigue and love.

I can remember being excited, through the week, waiting for the next episode to be revealed at Sunday School, waiting to hear how things turned out for the characters in the various stories.

Characters like Abraham and Isaac, like Joseph and David, like Samuel and Saul, like Jonah and Jeremiah. All of their stories were brought to life for me week by week by folks who knew the power of story telling.

And so, even with stories of deceit and violence, and war and intrigue, I always knew that, in the end, the love of God would weave its way in and around the drama and the justice of God would prevail

And, in the years that I've studied those texts, in depth, for myself, I'm still assured, that underlying all the many horrific stories, is a God who wants to connect in love with all people, to bring about justice.

In our Old Testament reading today, we read an episode of the Jacob- Esau drama.

Jacob, who, with the help of his mother, cheated his elder brother out of his birthright - and then went on the run.

In the text today, we find him about to be reunited with his brother.

Of course he is nervous.

He doesn't know whether his brother is out for revenge.

And so Jacob does everything he can to protect himself and his loved ones.

He sends gifts ahead.

He places distance between his family and Esau's people.

He plans his escape route, just in case it all goes badly.

And, he stays up all night, wrestling with God.

But this story makes me sad.

Because, even though Jacob has encountered God.

Even though God even changes his name, from Jacob to Israel, and gives him a blessing.

And even though Esau, his brother is not out for revenge but for reconciliation, still Jacob (or Israel)    persists in his way of deceit.

Reading on in the story, even once he receives his brothers forgiveness, Jacob lies to his brother about where he is going and takes his family and all his worldly goods off in a different direction. And yet, Jacob is the one who goes on to be known as father of the 12 tribes of Israel.

Weaving in and out of the lies and deceit and bloodshed is the slender thread of the love and patience, the forgiveness and faithfulness of God.

A God worth wrestling with in all that keeps us awake at night.

I spent the week before last, wrestling, alongside other ministers, with Spiritual Discipline. 

Ensuring that we are firmly rooted in God so that we can be equipped and sustained for all the challenges of serving God today.

One of my favourite spiritual disciplines is the examen.

A time to take some quiet and look back on the day - and see where God was at work.

A time to discern, not only where we saw God, but listen to what God was trying to tell us in the events of the day.

Often, that, for me, is a wrestling with God, looking, not just for blessing, but for signs of God who dances with us through all the rhythms of life.

As I approached our second reading this week, the parable that Jesus told of the persistent woman and the unjust judge, I approached it like the Examen - and looked to see the signs of God in the story Jesus told.

 Then Jesus told them a parable....

Jesus, as he told parables, embedded truth, embedded hard lessons in a story.

A story with layers that are ours to discover.

Where is God in this story?

And how does God speak to us through the story?

What I saw as I wrestled with the text this week, was not, perhaps, the most obvious sign of God- in the unjust Judge who is persuaded by persistence.

I simply don't see God as unjust.

God's will-  for good - for all God's children does not, thankfully, depend on our persistence.

Though we have gifted prayer partners here, whose efforts really do make a difference, the God to whom we pray doesn't need persuaded to show love - it's ours for the asking.

But where I saw God in this story that Jesus told, was in the persistent widow.

Who never gave up, who was there morning and night, crying out for justice.

I saw God in that woman who, day in, day out, confronted injustice and cried out for change.

And I thought of all the places we see that same picture of God today:

In Aleppo and Syria, in Sarajevo and Somalia, in the United States and the U.K., in Calais and in Samos.

In all the places where people cry out for justice.

God is right there, crying with them.

Crying out for change.

Crying out for peace.

Crying out for love,

Crying out to us who are complicit in withholding justice.

As I drove home from a meeting yesterday, I heard a couple of snippets of the  First Minsters speech at the Party Conference.

She was talking about the rising number of displaced people being, not a crisis of migration but a humanitarian crisis.

And talking about the important I word today as being "Inclusion".

Whatever your party politics, those are the kind of passionate and compassionate words we need to be hearing from our politicians today.

But not just words - action too.

You and I are being prevailed upon by God - to stop being ruled by fear, to take a stand, to make a difference, to see justice upheld - to see love win the day.

And that brings me back to Brian McLaren.

Brian was encouraging us to challenge the injustice that is in our world today, to speak up when we see oppression and lies taking hold.

But to speak and to act in love.

Not with aggression.

Not with pride or self righteousness.

But with love.

In our daily contacts, face to face and in social media, we can join God in persistently calling out all that diminishes those whom God calls beloved.

And we can do so in love.

For the glory of God.

Amen.