Gospel of Matthew

A Façade of Wellness

A Façade of Wellness
Pastor Cogan

Matthew 9:9-14, 18-25

As Jesus was walking along, he saw a man called Matthew sitting at the tax-collection station, and he said to him, “Follow me.” And he got up and followed him. And as he sat at dinner in the house, many tax collectors and sinners came and were sitting with Jesus and his disciples. When the Pharisees saw this, they said to his disciples, “Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?” But when Jesus heard this, he said, “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. Go and learn what this means, ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have not come to call the righteous but sinners.”

While he was saying these things to them, suddenly a leader came in and knelt before him, saying, “My daughter has just died, but come and lay your hand on her, and she will live.” And Jesus got up and followed him, with his disciples. Then suddenly a woman who had been suffering from a flow of blood for twelve years came up behind him and touched the fringe of his cloak, for she was saying to herself, “If I only touch his cloak, I will be made well.” Jesus turned, and seeing her he said, “Take heart, daughter; your faith has made you well.” And the woman was made well from that moment. When Jesus came to the leader’s house and saw the flute players and the crowd making a commotion, he said, “Go away, for the girl is not dead but sleeping.” And they laughed at him. But when the crowd had been put outside, he went in and took her by the hand, and the girl got up. And the report of this spread through all of that district.


I don’t know about you, but it seemed someone in my household was sick every other week this past winter and even early spring. And I don’t know if you know this but Katelyn informed me that being pregnant and sick was a lot of fun, but I can assure you having a newborn who is sick and also being sick yourself is the most fun! We weren’t alone in this, anecdotally from family and friends we heard it was a rough winter and numerous headlines stated the same thing.

After the third one, we were over the colds but not sure what else we could do. We were doing the things we should, washing hands often, trying to not be around others who are sick, but the colds just kept coming. One morning, there appeared a plethora of immune strengthening supplements on the bathroom counter: half the alphabet in vitamins, zinc, and then one I had never heard before, a bottle of Elderberry gummies. I called out to Katelyn, “what’s this?” showing her the bottle. She said “just take it, it had great reviews on amazon”.

I thought to myself, is the nurse practitioner now trusting Amazon reviews for my health?!

She wasn’t, she had done the research and knew that elderberry may help with colds or strengthen the immune system, but research also shows that it may not do much of anything. Yet, it was the act of doing something, of taking something, that might have an effect, that might make us feel better, that we were after, even if it was a facade of wellness.

There are tons of products like elderberry gummies, which skyrocketed in popularity and sales since COVID; things that we think or are told will make us healthy, but often they can’t make good on the promises they’ve made. Just last month, I read an article on superfood powders and if they really help. At the end of the article, Dr. Marion Nestle, a professor of nutrition at New York University said “You want to take them, take them, but it’s not going to solve nutritional problems.”

Now I promise, I am not knocking these things. I have taken the greens and you better believe I still ate my elderberry gummy this morning. But the problem with these things is that they seem like a quick fix to deeper nutritional or lifestyle problems. With excellent marketing, but no real science and studies, these products can make us think we’re healthy or well when really we aren’t. Obviously, being sick or having an illness or disease can be dangerous; but what’s most dangerous is being sick or unwell and thinking everything is fine.

“Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick” Jesus said as he was eating dinner with tax collectors and sinners. The Pharisees who asked why Jesus was doing this were upset by the company because they were good Jews, who tried their best to follow the Torah (the Hebrew Bible) and it’s teachings. They were righteous people as Jesus himself says in just a few chapters earlier. They wanted to know why this so-called rabbi, unorthodox to say the least, was eating with tax collectors and sinners.

Tax collectors were seen by most Jews as agents of Rome and not the agent of God; they would have been presumed to be corrupt, dishonest, and likely to overcharge the population.

They were likely rich, well connected, and brash enough to host banquets. Tax collectors were known as sinners who likely showed no mercy to others. And the sinners there were likely just as bad: thieves, scammers, prostitutes, and more. That was who Jesus was spending his time with and it drove the Pharisees mad. “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick.”

The tax collectors and sinners knew they weren’t well, continuing Jesus metaphor; that what they were doing, how they were living was not good and right, They knew they were sick. Others had let it be known. The woman who was slowly bleeding to death and the leader whose daughter died knew, quite literally, that they were sick, that something was wrong. They knew their needs and saw their reality for what it was.

The Pharisees, these religious community leaders who prayed and went to temple and tried to live the right way, they likely couldn’t say the same; as Jesus implies they likely thought they were healthy and had no need for a physician. Perhaps you see yourself in this story as the tax collectors and sinners sitting at table with Jesus. Yet, I’d dare to say that most of us, the good church goers, Sunday school teachers, bible study leaders, the book study participants that we are, are more like the Pharisees.

We pray, we try to live right, and because of all that, it is so easy to think we are well/healthy when we are not. We don’t know our needs or tell anyone about them. We don’t see our reality for what it is. Underneath our facade of wellness lies the sickness that none of us can escape from and that’s sin, both individual and communal/societal. Often we do things we think will keep us from sinning: we pray, we come to church, we read a devotion, as if those things are spiritual elderberry gummies that can cure us. But that’s not how that works.

The metaphor of sick vs well, in need vs healthy is a tough one for Lutherans because we are perpetually both. Our sickness is never gone, yet we are made well. The infection resides in us all our days, yet in God’s eyes we are perfectly healthy. We are terminally ill and yet we have already died, living again in new life. We are always a sinner. Yet at the same time we are a saint made well by the grace of God. This grace does not extract our sin, but rather its effectiveness, in that it no longer puts you at the threat of death nor destroys the relationship between you and God. Only in the life to come are we fully made well (by the death and resurrection of the one great physician Jesus Christ).

Thankfully in this life, Jesus comes to all who are sick, to all who are in need, whether they realize it or not. That’s who Jesus sat at table with and that’s who’s invited to this table. This table is not for the person who has no sin, who has done nothing wrong, who is well. This table is for the person who has lied, who has made mistakes, who sins over and over again, who appears well on the outside, but knows they are sick and in need, because it is at this table that Jesus offers exactly what you need: forgiveness, love, mercy, no copay required, no deductible to be met.

You may ask though if we are never quite “well” like we want to be, what then is the point? If sin always plagues us, what is the goal of this life? I think Martin Luther answers this best. He said

“This life, therefore, is not godliness but the process of becoming godly, not health but getting well, not being but becoming, not rest but exercise. We are not now what we shall be, but we are on the way…At present, everything does not gleam and sparkle, but everything is being cleansed.”

Amen.

Easter's Fear

Easter's Fear
Pastor Mark Havel

Matthew 28:1-10

After the sabbath, as the first day of the week was dawning, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to see the tomb. Suddenly, there was a great earthquake, for an angel of the Lord descended from heaven, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightening and his clothing white as snow. For fear of him the guards shook and became like dead men.

But the angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid. I know you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has been raised, as he said. Come, see the place where they lay him, then go and tell his disciples, ‘He has been raised from the dead and is going ahead of you to Galilee. There you will see him,’ this is my message for you.”

So the women left the tomb quickly, with fear and great joy. Suddenly, Jesus met them on the road and said, “Greetings!” They came to him, took hold of his feet, and worshiped him. Jesus said to them, “Do not be afraid. Get up and go tell my brothers that I am going ahead of them to Galilee. There they will see me.”


Apparently, our fear matters to God. Maybe you’ve seen or heard about the notion that phrases like “Fear not” and “Do not be afraid” appear exactly 365 times in the Bible – once for every day of the year. That’s just cute enough to make me suspicious of it, but I’ve never actually counted, so don’t really know – or care – how true it may actually be.

But True things aren’t always cute and Matthew’s Gospel got me thinking differently this time around. Because, the more I spun this Easter Gospel around in my mind, the more I just kept hearing about the fear that seemed to be so much a part of what happened that first resurrection day, according to Matthew’s version of the story, anyway.

What I mean is, this all took place in relative darkness, remember, just as day was dawning. And, as Matthew tells it, an angel showed up in a flash of lightning. The earth quaked. The guards at the tomb shook and then froze with fear. The women, both of those Marys, must have looked terrified because they’re told two times not to be afraid – once by that angel (who I’ve come to imagine as a First Century Mr. Clean, all shiny and white, crispy and clean), and once again by Jesus (who, I imagine, looked and smelled just exactly the opposite, after his murder and a couple long days in the grave).

Who wouldn’t have been afraid in the middle of all that?

But when I hear a lot of Christian people preach and teach or talk and post things about “fear” as it relates to faith… God… Jesus… and days like today, the “fear” too many of them are trying to protect me and you and others from isn’t the same as what I hear from Jesus.

For instance, I saw this little ditty in my Facebook feed just this week:

If you end up in a burning hell for all eternity, it won't be because you have a tattoo, or because you have a nose ring, or because you drank beer, did drugs or smoke cigarettes, or because you spent time in prison.

It won't be because you didn't do enough good deeds. It won't be because you didn't belong to the right church. It won't be because of that dumb thing you did that you don't want anybody to know about.

It won't be because of what anyone else did to you.

It will be because you refused to receive Jesus Christ (God the Son) as your personal Lord and Savior!

HE has already paid for all the stupid and crazy things you have done and all the stupid things you are going to do when HE died FOR YOU on the cross and rose again!

HE offers salvation as a FREE GIFT because, let's face it, if it was up to us to earn it, we would have no chance.

The gift of salvation is there for you to receive. The DECISION is TOTALLY UP TO YOU. The price for your sins has been paid, the way to heaven for you has been made.

Know this - Not making a decision IS making a decision.

[And this is how you know it must be true.] Copied and pasted. You should too.

It’s very well-intended. And I understand what is trying to be shared – the idea that the love of God doesn’t have anything to do with tattoos, nose rings, good deeds or religious affiliation. But the premise of it all is as impossible as it is hypocritical: that our eternal salvation is a.) “personal,” and b.) that it depends on a decision we were just told we are incapable of making. It’s theology my dad would say is a mile wild and an inch deep. And what makes me really afraid, is my suspicion that it’s being preached in more churches than not out there this morning.

Because, I say, don’t come at me with the threat and potential of ‘burning in hell for all eternity’ and follow it up with words of grace and the promise of a free gift, ONLY IF I’m smart or strong or faithful enough to make a right choice. One of these things is not like the other. You can’t have it both ways. This is religious fear-mongering. It is theological whiplash. It is a lie. And it’s nothing like what Jesus ever says or does – especially not on that first Easter morning.

The point of today – the message of Good Friday’s cross and of Easter’s empty tomb – is precisely that we are not up to this challenge, you and I. We can’t muster this kind of faith. We are terrible at choosing wisely or faithfully, all of the time. And because of that, God, in Jesus, made a choice on our behalf. God chose the HELL of suffering and death that was Jesus’ crucifixion so that we could see the depth – not of HELL, but the depth of God’s love for us. God made the decision that finds us here today, because humanity has proven incapable of it again and again and again.

So, this morning, when Jesus tells the women not to be afraid, I imagine some of it had to do with the earthquake and the glowing angel and their presumption that they were seeing a ghost. But I wondered, too, this time around, if what he really wanted them to not be afraid of was life as they would come to know it, now that they had encountered LIFE, instead of DEATH, on the other side of the empty tomb.

In other words, as I like to say it, Jesus wasn’t ever trying to scare them away from Hell. He was always … only … trying to love them into Heaven.

Jesus isn’t trying to scare us away from Hell. He’s always … only … trying to love us into Heaven.

And our response to life on the other side of that kind of grace can be scary sometimes. So, I hear Jesus saying to the Marys today:

Do not be afraid, but things are about to get real…

Do not be afraid, but things are about to change for you…

Do not be afraid, but everything is different from now on, for you … and me … and us … and the world … now that THIS has actually happened.

Do not be afraid, but you might find yourself doing things and saying things and going places you never thought you’d do or say or go, before.

Do not be afraid, but go and love those people who did that to me on Friday, that’s the only way they’re ever going to believe it.

Do not be afraid, but go and forgive Peter – and “my brothers” – for denying and deserting and doubting me.

Do not be afraid, but go and do justice and love kindness and walk humbly in a way that should have even more meaning for you now.

Do not be afraid, but go and forgive your enemies and love your neighbors and feed the hungry and comfort the lonely and set the captives free.

Do not be afraid, but go and remind everyone – again and again and again, if you have to – that you women were the first to hear this Gospel good news. It’s your story to tell, just as much as it is theirs.

Do not be afraid, but go and beat your swords into plowshares and your spears into pruning hooks and your weapons of war – no matter what you call them or how much you love them – into garden tools and instruments of peace, instead.

Do not be afraid, but let your light shine into the darkness of racism and through the shadows of homophobia and more brightly than oppressive systems wherever you find them until equity and justice and fairness rule the day.

Do not be afraid to work for a purpose, not a paycheck. Do not be afraid to be more generous than seems reasonable. Do not be afraid to be who and how God created you to be.

Do not be afraid to rest when necessary, to say “no” when you must, to ask for help when you need it, to grieve deeply, to hope desperately, to trust that God’s got this … and that God’s got you … especially in those moments of darkness, just before dawn, when you’re not sure that could possibly be true.

Do not be afraid. Do not be afraid. Do not be afraid.

Everything is different on the other side of Easter’s empty tomb. And as unsettling and as scary as that may be, God’s good news is that the only things “banished to Hell’s eternity” are the sin and shame and death and fear that breed there but that should not… cannot… will not… keep us from living most fully into God’s grace-filled, justice-laden, hope-infused, peace-ful new life, that’s promised to and meant for all people, on this side of Heaven and beyond.

Amen. Alleluia. Happy Easter.