The Comforter and Sasse's Farewell Speech

John 14:15-21

‘If you love me, you will keep my commandments. And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Advocate, to be with you forever. This is the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, because it neither sees him nor knows him. You know him, because he abides with you, and he will be in you.

‘I will not leave you orphaned; I am coming to you. In a little while the world will no longer see me, but you will see me; because I live, you also will live. On that day you will know that I am in my Father, and you in me, and I in you. They who have my commandments and keep them are those who love me; and those who love me will be loved by my Father, and I will love them and reveal myself to them.’

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What would you say on your deathbed, your last lecture, your farewell speech? Would you offer sage advice? Share your favorite stories? Or maybe crack a few jokes you’ve learned along the way?

We don’t get much of any of that from Jesus’ farewell to his disciples. That’s what we hear from that passage from John. We are still in the season of Easter, but today we return to the words he spoke to his disciples just before his crucifixion.

At first he seems like he is doing something you're told not to do on a deathbed and that’s asking for promises. It’s as if Jesus is saying, “if you love me, promise me you’ll keep my commandments.” Talk about manipulation and guilt?! But that’s not what Jesus is after. It’s not a conditional, if/then. He’s not asking for a promise. Rather, Jesus is saying you’ll know your love for me when you keep my commandments.

More importantly, Jesus is the one making promises on his deathbed. “I will give you another Advocate and he will be with you forever”. That word for Advocate can be translated in many different ways: counselor, helper, but also comforter. Jesus is offering assurance to terrified disciples, telling them, “I cannot stay here with you, but don’t worry. I am giving you the Holy Spirit, who will be a comforter to you.”

Now that’s a beautiful promise. I’m sure the disciples needed it. I’m sure some of you need it today! But what does that mean or look like? I mean how is the Holy Spirit going to give not just the disciples, but give you and I comfort here and now, in this life?

Well I think I’ve seen that comfort in Ben Sasse, who is also giving his farewell speech. Sasse, as you may know, was senator from Nebraska, serving from 2013 to 2023. He left under his own volition and became the president of the University of Florida. Before all that, he was the president of Midland University, a small ELCA college in Midland, NE.

Since early February, Ben has been doing interviews and podcasts at breakneck speed because he’s dying. In December of 2025 Ben found out he had cancer. Actually, he found out he had five different types of cancer that had metastasized into 47 tumors, tormenting his torso and the rest of his body. They gave him 90 days to live.

Which is perhaps why you have seen clips of him or his name on your social media feed. When asked why he’s spending so much time with interviewers and journalists, he said, “I did not decide to die in public. But even with three to four months left to live, you have to redeem the time. There’s only so many bits of unsolicited advice I can give my children. So, you journalists want to talk, and if you don’t have anybody better, I’m your huckleberry.”

From all I’ve seen and heard in the talks and interviews, Ben is doing a bit of everything in his farewell speech. He cracks some jokes, he tells great stories like one explaining what’s happening in this photo of him, looking like he’s a bit hungover or had a workout (you decide), and Chuck Schumer holding a giant cig in his right hand.

And as expected he gives sage advice. Advice that comes with the clarity that, according to Ben, only comes with having a terminal diagnosis. For him, his cancer has clarified what matters and he feels a responsibility to use whatever time is left for the good of others. And while Sasse and I may be on different ends of the theological spectrum, his clarity on a number of issues is compelling.

He speaks about everything from AI to politics and the way our screens, addictions, and tribalism are reshaping us. But what I find most compelling from his farewell speech is not the advice, stories, or hot takes. Rather, it’s his regrets.

He wishes he hadn’t worked so much. He laments how much he traveled. He would have locked away phones and turned off screens at the dinner table, because you don’t get that sacred time back. He would have taken sabbath more seriously, undistracted by sports or the ever present lure of work. He would have strengthened bonds with family: siblings, cousins, parents.

And somehow he says all this without despair… , even though he has regrets, even though he knows deeply the mistakes he made, he still has comfort in these last days. In all the interviews I have seen and heard, Ben is noticeably weak, doped up on morphine and nauseous, yet something strengthens him. I mean look at him here with this interview with the NYT. He is literally bleeding from his face because he can’t grow skin as a result from his chemo, yet he doesn’t hide it one bit! How can he have such comfort in the midst of such regret, pain, evil, and death?

I can’t help but think this is the Comforter at work in one’s life, the Holy Spirit giving comfort today in the here and now. Because what I hear in Ben Sasse is that he can name these regrets, these mistakes because he knows, he trusts that he is forgiven. Not only by his family, but by God, too. He can call cancer evil, but at the same time, sanctifying because he now has a divine dependence he never knew before and likely wouldn't have, had this not happened to him. He can call death the enemy, but also trust in the full healing that comes after it.

Such comfort I can only understand as coming from outside of himself, from God at work through the Holy Spirit, assuring him of his forgiveness, giving clarity about what matters most, and supporting him when he can’t support himself.

It’s tempting to hear comfort and imagine soft sheets, fluffy pillows, or simply a calmness. But I don’t think that’s the comfort Jesus promises nor what the Spirit gives. Comfort is not the removal of suffering, but the freedom to tell the truth. It’s not emotional numbness but courage to face regret. And it certainly isn’t empty platitudes, but the ability to face death without despair.

The Spirit gives more than just coping skills.

And I see that in Ben’s farewell speech. He is still grieving. Still suffering. Still regretting. Still dying. And yet something holds him. Strengthen hims. Comforts him. And when I look at him and hear him, I can’t help but believe that is the comfort of the Holy Spirit, the promise of Jesus manifested in this life.

How this comfort comes? Or what exactly the Holy Spirit does to cause it? I don’t know and Jesus doesn’t explain it. Nor do I think Jesus is all that concerned in the mechanics. He is more interested in the promise, to the disciples, to Ben Sasse, and to you and I; that when you face regrets, when you are confronted by pain and evil, when death is inevitable, because it is, you will not be orphaned, left to face any of it alone. You have a comforter.

I pray you know that comfort. I pray I offer it to you. I pray the Holy Spirit works through you to offer it to someone else.

Because the truth is, we are all moving toward a farewell speech of our own. One day there will be regrets we cannot undo, suffering we cannot avoid, and a death we cannot outrun.

And when that day comes, Jesus does not offer explanations. He does not provide escape. He promises this: you will not be orphaned.

And maybe that is the comfort of the Holy Spirit. Not the removal of pain, but the assurance that even there, in grief, in weakness, in death itself, you are not abandoned.

That is the work of the Father who promises,

the Son who assures,

and the Holy Spirit who abides with us still.

Amen.

Many Rooms and the E. Street Band

John 14:1-14

[Jesus said,] “Do not let your hearts be troubled. Believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go there to prepare a place for you. And if I go to prepare a place for you, I will come again and I will take you to myself, so that where I am, there you will be also. And you know the way to the place where I am going.”

Thomas said to him, “Lord, we don’t know where you are going. How can we know the way?” Jesus said to him, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father, except through me. If you know me, you know the Father. And from now on, you do know him and you have seen him.”

Philip said, “Lord, show us the Father and we will be satisfied.” Jesus said to him, “Have I been with you all this time, Philip, and still you do not know me? Whoever has seen me has seen the Father. How can you say, ‘Show us the Father?’ Do you not believe that the Father is in me and that I am in the Father? These words that I say I do not speak on my own, but the Father who dwells in me does his works. Believe me that I am in the Father and that the Father is in me, but if you do not, believe because of the works themselves.

“Very truly I tell you, the one who believes in me will also do the works that I do and, indeed, will do greater works than these, because I am going to the Father. I will do whatever you ask for, in my name, so that the Father might be glorified in the Son, If, in my name you ask for anything, I will do it.”

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Have you ever felt misunderstood? Like you thought you knew how people perceived and received you, but found out their expectations were surprisingly not what you expected? Or worse, that their expectations aren’t anything like what you’d want them to think or believe about you?

I saw Bruce Springsteen in Chicago on Wednesday. He hasn’t released a new album or anything. He’s just doing this three-month mini tour of sold-out arenas, mostly around the Midwest, from Minneapolis to Washington, D.C., instigated, I think, by the song he wrote called “Streets of Minneapolis” after the uprisings there, and the killings of Renee Good and Alex Pretti, by ICE agents, this past winter. The tour is inspired, too, by the weight of everything that feels so heavy in the world and in our country these days.

It’s called “The Land of Hope and Dreams Tour” and the shows are equal parts political protest, prayers for peace, calls for justice, religious rally, if one is so inclined, and cries for unity in our divided nation that Springsteen loves. There were NGO’s and volunteers in the concourse advocating for workers’ rights and immigrants’ rights. There were petitions to sign and non-profits taking donations. The merch wasn’t your typical Springsteen concert fare, either – but more social justice-oriented shirts and posters, banners and flags, and whatnot.

The setlist included a few standards like “Born to Run” – because you can’t have a Springsteen show without “Born to Run” – but the show was mostly a collection of the Boss’ best anthems (and some covers) in protest of misguided government, in support of the poor, blue-collar, and middle-class, and in solidarity for the sake of peace in the world. Even “Dancing in the Dark” hits different after all of that and in the context of “The Land of Hope and Dreams Tour.”

Anyway, it was perfection. It was exactly what I signed up for, why I was there, and everything that the 25,000 other fans in the sold-out United Center expected – accept perhaps, for some guy in the row behind me. We’ll call him Philip. About 2.5 hours into this nearly 3 hour extravaganza, I heard Philip say to his friend something about how he really likes Springsteen’s music, but that he could do without all of this political crap. And he sat down while the rest of us danced and sang and cheered – and lost our voices and our minds, with joy – all around him.

If Bruce Springsteen could have seen him, he might have said, “Have I been with you all this time, Philip, and still you do not know me?!”

I mean, how do you call yourself a fan … how do you spend that kind of money … how do you walk past all of those vendors … see all of that merch … listen, even passively, to “Born in the USA” once or twice over the course of the past 40 years, and still be surprised – and then disappointed – that Bruce Springsteen got political during his “Land of Hope and Dreams” tour?!

All of this is to say, I think Bruce Springsteen and Jesus have more in common than just their concern for immigrants, their desire for justice, and their cries for peace and unity in the world. Jesus knew, too – and knows, still – what it means to be misunderstood by too many of his followers.

See, my initial hesitation about today’s text is always that bit where Jesus says, “No one comes to the Father except through me.” That always gives me pause, because it can be used – and because it has been used – by too many Christians who like to find reason to exclude people from the love of God’s grace. The insinuation is that, unless you know Jesus; unless you’ve been baptized in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit; unless you’ve confessed Christ as your Lord and Savior; you’ll never make it into God’s eternity on the other side of life as we know it.

And I suppose that’s one way to read it. And if it’s right there in black and white – or, even more, if it’s written in RED – depending upon the Bible you’re reading, than it must be true. But, to me, that seems short-sighted and self-serving and too simplistic in light of everything we know about Jesus – as the way, and the truth, and the life. As the good shepherd. As the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world. As the Prince of Peace. As the king of all creation. As the Messiah, the light of the world, as the one who came not to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him.

So, I can’t help but wonder if – and hope that – Jesus is saying something exactly the opposite from the restrictive, limited way so many people try to receive this text. What if Jesus is inviting us to read and to wonder about all of this from a different perspective entirely?

What if we’re supposed to hear, wonder about, and celebrate the “many dwelling places” that are being prepared for us, instead of focusing so much on the one way we get through the door of the house? And what if Jesus’ point is that there’s room for more than some of us are inclined to think, or expect, or want, if we were the ones in charge? And what if Jesus had a little snark in his voice – and what if we listened with a little more humility – when he says, “…if I go there to prepare a place for you – yeah, you – I will come again and I will take you to myself, so that where I am, there [even] you will be also.”

Because if you follow Jesus around long enough – and pay attention to his words and his actions; to his prayers and his teachings; to his living, his dying, and his rising – none of this should surprise you, Philip, or Francia; Thomas or Theresa.

“Have I been with you all this time and still you do not know me?”

Jesus promised the Kingdom often to all sorts of people, not because they got baptized first; not because they passed some test; not because they got confirmed at the first service this morning; not because they came to worship every Sunday, in a certain kind of church in any particular country. Jesus promised the Kingdom – and people experienced God’s heaven – not because they were Lutheran or Catholic or Christian, even, by our standards, anyway.

There was that hemorrhaging woman who experienced the power of heaven in her healed body. There was that sinful woman who anointed Jesus’ feet who then, because of her faith and forgiveness on this side of the grave, shared the love of God in return. There was that condemned thief who was promised the kingdom from the cross of his own crucifixion.

There was the Prodigal Son who’s father welcomed him home even though he didn’t deserve it. There was the surprisingly good Samaritan who no one thought would do the right thing. There was the proverbial Lost Sheep who the shepherd goes after to save, even at the risk of the rest of the flock.

There was Nicodemus, the Pharisee, who came with questions by night. There was Thomas who doubted him. And there was Peter who denied Jesus in his darkest, most desperate hour.

Contrary to the misguided expectations of too many Philips in the world, Jesus has shown us exactly who he is and more about the nature of God, the Father, than we are always ready to believe. I think Jesus is saying today that his love has no limits as he showed over and over and over, and time and time and time again. (“If you know me, you will know my Father also,” he promises. “You do know him and you have seen him,” he reminds his disciples.” “Whoever has seen me has seen the Father,” he assures his followers.) And if God, in Jesus, has no limit to the grace he’s willing to offer, how dare we expect, pretend, preach, or practice otherwise?

Which is to say, I think we’re supposed to see Jesus’ words about “no one coming to the Father, except through him” not as a threat … or as a means of exclusion … or as a demand for requisite baptism or Christian conversion of some kind. As you’ve heard me say before, let’s stop scaring people away from Hell and start loving them into Heaven, instead.

Because I think what Jesus says today is a promise, not a threat … as in, “no one comes to the Father except through me” because there will be a time when, and a place where, ALL will see the fullness of the grace he came to embody as something so large – a mercy so wide – a love so deep – that, through it … because of it … all people … all people … all people … will be welcome and find a home and know the kind of grace, mercy, justice, and peace that only heaven will allow and that the God of the universe exists to share.

And in my land of hope and dreams, more of us will come to expect that, to work for that, to celebrate – and not be surprised by that – so that we and the world will be blessed, better, and changed because of that good news.

Amen