Affirmation of Baptism

Vows of the Peacock and Baptismal Variety

Matthew 3:13-17

Then Jesus came from Galilee to John at the Jordan, to be baptized by him.

John would have prevented him, saying, ‘I need to be baptized by you, and do you come to me?’

But Jesus answered him, ‘Let it be so now; for it is proper for us in this way to fulfil all righteousness.’ Then he consented.

And when Jesus had been baptized, just as he came up from the water, suddenly the heavens were opened to him and he saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove and alighting on him.

And a voice from heaven said, ‘This is my Son, the Beloved, with whom I am well pleased.’


We don’t like resolutions anymore. In fact, most of us probably didn’t make a single one this year.

Pew Research Center found that about 70 percent of Americans skipped resolutions altogether. When asked why, more than half simply said, “We don’t like them.” And honestly, I’m with them. Most of our resolutions have become predictable, boring, and very inward-focused. Just listen to the top five resolutions according to a survey done by You Gov.

  • Exercising more

  • Being happy

  • Eating healthier

  • Saving more money

  • Losing weight

You probably could’ve guessed them. But these days self-improvement isn’t just the focus of our resolutions: it’s the focus of our whole society. We’re surrounded by a culture that tells us we are always one habit, one purchase, one routine away from becoming a better version of ourselves.

Social media feeds us an endless stream of trends, all built on the same promise: if you work harder, focus more, and optimize your time, you will finally be okay.

Nearly all of it tells us to cut out distractions — like the people in our lives — so we can walk with a weighted vest and drink mushroom coffee till we are entirely better people, physically and mentally.

Who has time for New Year’s resolutions when the pressure to improve is nonstop? But resolutions weren’t always this way. In fact, for most of their long history, they were almost the opposite of what we know today.

The practice goes back thousands of years. In ancient Babylon and Rome, people made vows at religious festivals that were meant to strengthen the whole community: praying together, settling debts, promising to live well with their neighbors and their gods. Even as recently as the 1940s, resolutions were still mostly about how to be a better person with other people.

A Gallup poll from 1947 found the top three resolutions were to improve my disposition, be more understanding, and control my temper. That’s a very different vision of change than losing weight, getting rich, or optimizing yourself.

My favorite legend about New Year’s resolutions is the Vow of the Peacock, told of medieval knights.

They would gather for a grand feast, and at the center of it all was a peacock: roasted, re-dressed in its dazzling feathers, and carried through the hall. One by one, knights would rise and make their vows upon the bird, speaking promises of chivalry before everyone present. These were not modest intentions, but aspirational, even risky commitments: to courage, loyalty, and love.

The Vow of the Peacock, more legend than ledger, shows us what people once believed promises were supposed to be: public, costly, witnessed, and binding; not private acts of self-improvement, but commitments made for the sake of others.

And that turns out to be exactly the kind of vow Jesus steps into at the Jordan River.

Because when Jesus comes to be baptized, he is not trying to become a better version of himself.

He is stepping into a shared, public act: one that binds him to sinners, to repentance, and to the people he has come to save.

That’s why we get baptism so wrong when we treat it like a spiritual achievement, something you earn once you’ve spiritually improved enough to be worthy. That’s not what’s happening at the Jordan at all.In fact, at this point in Jesus’ life, he had done nothing. No miracles. No healings. No teachings. And yet God says to everyone gathered, “This is my Son, my Beloved, with whom I am well pleased.”

God doesn’t say, “This is my Son, who kept all his resolutions, who eats the right amount of protein, and walks on water.” There is none of that. No self-improvement, no spiritual résumé, but still called beloved.So if this baptism isn’t about self-improvement or earning anything, what is Jesus doing in the water?

First, he is doing this for us and with us. By stepping into the Jordan, Jesus is saying, “I am in this with you — all of you who repent, all who need forgiveness, everyone trying to turn toward God.” He does not stand above us, but with us. That’s why Jesus tells John, “It is proper for us to fulfill all righteousness.” He chooses not to go it alone. He includes John in the work God is doing. This baptism is a radical act of solidarity, showing us how Jesus will bring about the kingdom of heaven, by working in, with, and through people.

And that righteousness doesn’t stay with Jesus. The righteousness he fulfills in those waters is given to us in ours. In baptism, our sins are forgiven and we are set back into right relationship with God and with creation. That’s why, at every baptism, and every time you remember your own, you should hear God’s voice echoing over you:

“This is my child, my beloved, with whom I am well pleased.”

With you. God is well pleased.

We don’t need resolutions to be worthy of anything, no matter what the trends and ads tell us.

What we do need, believe it or not, are peacock vows. I know that sounds strange. We don’t need to swear chivalry on a bird. But we do need public promises made for the good of our neighbors: the kind that say, out loud and together, “I’m not just here to improve my own life. I’m here for yours.”

The good news is we don’t need to be medieval knights or stage a ceremony with a roasted bird — even though that does sound fun. What we already have are our baptismal vows: promises made to God, to one another, and for the sake of the world.

In the Lutheran tradition, many of us were baptized as infants, when others made those promises on our behalf. But at some point — at confirmation, or later in life — we take those vows as our own:

to live among God’s faithful people,

to hear God’s Word and share in communion,

to proclaim the good news of Christ in word and deed,

to serve all people as Jesus does,

and to strive for justice and peace in all the earth.

Yes, keeping these promises will shape you. But their real purpose is to bless others: just like Jesus’ baptism, and even those old peacock vows. And we know that resolutions made with others and for others are the ones that last.

So here is what I’m asking of you this year: instead of self-improvement resolutions, tend to your baptismal vows. Not for you, but for God and for this world God so loves. Because what this world needs right now is not one more upper-middle-class person chasing a wellness trend or a bigger bank account.

In a world that is lonely and anxious, it needs people who will live among and beside their neighbors.

In a world flooded with bad news, it needs people who hear and carry the good news of God.

In a world that is bitterly divided, it needs people who serve all, especially the scared and the oppressed.

And in a world marked by violence and injustice, it needs people who strive for justice and peace — in their hearts, their homes, their streets, and their nation.

So now I invite you to rise. Today, on this Baptism of Our Lord Sunday, I’m going to ask you to affirm the covenant God made with you in Holy Baptism. After each promise, if it is your intent, please respond, “Yes, and I ask God to help me.”

Will you live among God’s faithful people…

Will you hear the word of God and share in the Lord’s supper…

Will you proclaim the good news of God in Christ through word and deed…

Will you serve all people, following the example of Jesus…

And will you strive for Justice and peace in all the earth?...

Siblings in Christ, these are not modest intentions, but aspirational, even risky, commitments to community, justice, and grace. When we fail, come back to the water. Remember your baptism. Hear God’s promise again: You are my child. With you I am well pleased.

And if you have not yet been baptized, come talk with me. Because we need you. The world needs you. And Jesus has bound himself to you. Together, we will fulfill all righteousness.

Amen.

Stand By Me

John 15:9-17

“As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you; abide in my love. If you keep my commandments, you will abide in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commandments and abide in his love. I have said these things to you so that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be complete.

“This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. No one has greater love than this, to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. You are my friends if you do what I command you. I do not call you servants any longer, because the servant does not know what the master is doing; but I have called you friends, because I have made known to you everything that I have heard from my Father.

“You did not choose me but I chose you. And I appointed you to go and bear fruit, fruit that will last, so that the Father will give you whatever you ask him in my name. I am giving you these commands so that you may love one another.”


One of my favorite movies ever is “Stand By Me.” I realize it’s not the best movie by the standards of a seasoned film critic or the Academy Awards. But I like it anyway. I like it because I liked the short story on which it is based which, a lot of people don’t realize was written by Stephen King. There are no pet cemeteries, clowns in the sewers, haunted hotels, “Children of the Corn,” or any of the other terrifying things for which Stephen King is known, so…

Anyway, “Stand By Me” is the story of four adolescent boys who, though they would call themselves friends at the beginning of it all, become the best of friends as the story moves along. It takes place in the 1950’s, when one of the boys learns there is a dead body somewhere near the railroad tracks in a neighboring town and the four pals make it their mission to find it and report it to police and the media in order to become famous.

The story – and their adventure – turn out to be less and less about the search for a dead body and more and more about the friendship that develops among the boys. As they hike and camp and get into and out of all kinds of trouble, they tell stories around the camp fire, get chased by dogs and trains, threatened by older brothers and bullies, they get into fights, they confess their fears, they save each others’ lives, and they “come of age,” whatever that means. The short of the long is that the boys become the very best of friends during that short season of their young lives and the movie ends with a line from the book that I think of often: "I never had any friends like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?"

“I never had any friends like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?”

Which makes me think about Confirmation Sunday and this rite of passage for Lutherans like us, where we gather adolescents around the waters of their baptism and – this time around, anyway – hear this bit from Jesus about what it means to be friends with, instead of servants to or slaves of, the God of all creation – which was a new way to understand the God of the universe for those disciples who were hearing about it for the first time.

Jesus said, “…I have loved you; abide in my love. …so that your joy may be complete.

“You are my friends … I do not call you servants any longer … but I have called you friends.

“You did not choose me but I chose you. … And I am giving you these commands so that you may love one another.”

And it’s easy to imagine that those first disciples might have been surprised to hear this from Jesus, who they were trying to understand as the Messiah, the Christ, the Son of God, because it’s just another way that the God we know in Jesus was different from the way they thought or believed or understood God could ever be. And the same might be true for us too much of the time, it seems to me. 

See, throughout Scripture – from the Hebrew Scriptures of those first disciples all the way through what we call the New Testament – the nature of God is revealed as something altogether different from what people expected or thought they were looking for.

The God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob wasn’t a God who lived “up there” and “out there” in a galaxy far, far away, like the “gods” they were used to or had been told about or that some of their neighbors worshiped. No, the God of Abraham and Isaac and Jacob was a God who dwelled among God’s people – who moved around in the Garden of Eden “at the time of the evening breeze”; who led the people through the wilderness by pillars of cloud and fire; who camped out in the tabernacle; who spoke through the prophets.

And the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob was a God who centered grace, who was motivated by love. We’ve been tricked into believing that grace was hard to come by in those Old Testament days, but it’s there. It’s relative to the day and the age and the stories that surround it all, but there’s grace in the rainbow that follows the flood, for example. There’s grace in those 10 Commandments that promise life and blessing and abundance and justice if only we let those laws guide our life because we get to, not because we’ve got to. And there’s grace in the overarching theme of those Hebrew Scriptures, for a people being released from slavery, oppression, and suffering, and for a people promised freedom, abundance, and new life, simply because that was God’s desire for them. Again, this God was different that way.

And this is the same God who showed up in Jesus, of course – living and moving and breathing in and for and with the world. Like the evening breeze or the pillar of clouds, like the tabernacle and the prophets, Jesus showed up, this time as one of them; as one of us. And he showed up preaching and teaching and healing and forgiving – all expressions of and experiences with that same amazing grace God was working to share with the world.

And now, this Jesus was showing himself, yet again, to be a different kind of god than the world had ever seen or heard of or expected God could be. Jesus wanted to be friends with his people. Friends!

No longer were people to see God as a slave master or a slave driver. No longer was God to be seen as a master manipulator or as a purveyor of punishment. No longer were people to walk on egg shells through their lives in this world fearing the monsters beneath their bed or the demons in their closet or the grumpy old man in the sky holding their feet to the fire or holding their sins over their heads or holding an everlasting grudge for every sin and indiscretion they could count.

No, we have a friend in Jesus. A friend who wants to hold our hand through it all – nothing more and certainly nothing less: a companion for the journey; a humble servant, himself; one who suffers for our sake; one who lays down his life for those that he loves.

We have a friend in Jesus who abides in a kind of love that is everlasting and generous, abundant and without limit.

In Jesus, we have a friend who always, always, always chooses us, even when we forget or neglect or lack the courage, ability, wisdom, or faith to choose him back.

Like I said, my love for “Stand By Me,” the movie (and the Stephen King story that inspired it) is wrapped up in that rhetorical question that ends it all: “I never had any friends like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?”

There has always been some measure of truth to that for me, to be honest. I’m lucky to still have some of those friends in my life – ones who knew me and loved me and grew up with me during the formative “coming of age” adventures of my childhood. I had dinner with a couple of them two weeks ago. I just spent time with two more of them last weekend. My son Maxwell David, who’s affirming his baptism this morning, is named after another.

And my hope for him and for each of these young people making their Confirmation today – Bethany, Charlie, Kylee, Max, Ella, Ally, Alex, Evelyn, Natalie, and Nate – is that they will know and hold onto and have reason to celebrate those kind of friends now and in the years to come.

And my hope for them, even more – and for all of us, just the same – is that those kinds of friends, the ones who abide, the ones who sacrifice for our sake and compel us to do likewise, the ones who choose us when others don’t, who make our joy complete, and who inspire us to love well and deeply and without shame… I hope those are the friends who remind us of the God – of the friend – we have in Jesus, who does all of those things, to perfection, for us and for the sake of the world.

Amen