Pastor Cogan

A Façade of Wellness

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.

What Should be on Graduation Cards

Psalm 8

O Lord, our Sovereign,

how majestic is your name in all the earth!

You have set your glory above the heavens.

Out of the mouths of babes and infants

you have founded a bulwark because of your foes,

to silence the enemy and the avenger.

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,

the moon and the stars that you have established;

what are humans that you are mindful of them,

mortals that you care for them?

Yet you have made them a little lower than God

and crowned them with glory and honor.

You have given them dominion over the works of your hands;

you have put all things under their feet,

all sheep and oxen,

and also the beasts of the field,

the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea,

whatever passes along the paths of the seas.

O Lord, our Sovereign,

how majestic is your name in all the earth!


Tis the season of open houses. I never know what card to get; so I looked up some funny ones and these were my favorite. (Cards shown on the screen)


Maybe you’ve been to a few open houses already or have a couple still to come. On Monday, Katelyn and I went to one for a high school senior. He’s a remarkable young man. He excelled in academics, athletics; spiritually and socially he’s mature beyond his years and I have every confidence that he will excel in all that comes his way, no matter what it is. At his open house, he had a Bible open and invited folks to highlight a verse or two as a note of encouragement for him as he heads to college.

People had already highlighted the traditional, go-to passages: “For I know the plans I have for you,” “I can do all things through Christ”, “Be strong and courageous; do not be afraid”, “Nothing is impossible with God”. I thought about being a smart aleck and picking some obscure, random story; like the attack of the she bears in 2 kings, or Ehud killing King Elgon while on the toilet, but I refrained. In fact, I wasn’t sure which verse or verses to pick.

It made me wonder, What advice do you offer to the over achiever, and to the underachiever, for that matter? What do you say to the highschool graduate entering the workforce, to the one going to college, or to the college graduate? For many, if not most, graduates there is so much to look forward to; a “the world is your oyster” type of moment. Yet at the same time, it’s appropriate to look back and bask in all the accolades and accomplishments. To relish in them, if only for a moment, and to feel proud about all that’s been done.

Yet, in the back, or possibly the front, of most graduates' minds, even if they know exactly what they are doing, are all sorts of questions: How hard is this going to be (whatever ‘this’ is’)? What do I need to do to start the career I think I want? What internship or scholarship or degree must I have for the profession I want or to make the money I want or to have the status I want? How will I measure up in this great big world?

What they don’t tell you at graduation or in your first year of college or in the first year of your job, (or at least what I don’t remember being told), is how easy it is to feel lost in it all, to feel like the world is too big, the challenges too great, your not doing as well in school as you had, or you aren’t producing at work as much you hope or as much is demanded of you. Amid all the change both in and around you, you begin to see the vastness of this world, and you ask yourself, “What am I doing? Who am I?”

The psalmist asks a similar question in Psalm 8. Now David didn’t write the Psalms attributed to him, but we can imagine a young David, a shepherd, keeping watch over his flock by night. And as he lay in the grass, David stares up into the heavens and sees the work of God’s hands, brilliant shining stars, the moon in all its grandeur. And in the vastness of it all, the psalmist wonders like the graduates “what are human beings that you Oh God are mindful of them, mortals that you care for them?”

In other words, how could I, this single, seemingly insignificant soul, in the midst of this ever expanding universe, on this one planet filled with other people, smarter people, stronger, more productive and effective people, how could I possibly matter? This isn’t a question that only graduates or the psalmist wrestle with, but one that all of us have at one time or another. How is it that God thinks and remembers me? Who am I that God would care for me?

This question is asked in other places in the Bible. Bildad, one of Job’s “friends” gives an answer saying we are nothing but worms and maggots. Later the Psalmist will say we are grass that simply fades away. Neither are verses to highlight for a graduate.

But here, here the psalmist says something completely different. Here the Psalmist says God has made you a little lower than God’s own self and has crowned you with glory and honor.

You are worthy, you are loved, you have dignity, you have power even; not because of what awards you’ve won, what degrees you’ve obtained, or what work you’ve produced, but because God has bestowed them upon you as a child of God, made in the image of God. You are loved and you are enough, just as you are.

It sounds so simple and yet scandalous. It’s not what our culture screams at us, and it might even be a little offensive to some. In our society today, we have been told and bought into the lie that our worth depends on our work. That we are what we achieve. And while it is true that work can give value and dignity, meaning and purpose; It is always secondary to the work and word of God, who created every human being in Their own image, inherently bestowing value and dignity and love and purpose upon each person first and foremost, completely independent of someone’s work or production or success. You are loved and enough just as you are. Full stop.

Perhaps we see this best in the creation story. God worked six days, creating humanity on that sixth day and called it very good, the first and only time God does that. The next day God rested. That in and of itself is remarkable. Rest had not yet been created. Up until now, it was only work, evening and morning, creating around the clock. But on the 7th day, God rested.

What then is the first act of humankind on the seventh day? Rest, not work! God invited them to join in this divine rest, to look around not at all they had done, not their production or work or success. But to see all that God had done, and to bask in it’s goodness. The first gift God gives creation isn’t work or a task, but rest, grace, love. It’s the gift of knowing that apart from what we do or do not do, we are given glory and honor by our Creator.

The word, the advice, the hope, the encouragement I want to share with that graduate who’s open house I went to, with the overachiever, the underachiever, the graduate thrilled about the job they’ve landed, the one scared to death because they’ve landed nothing,

the one with endless awards, and the one who received none, and the word I have for retirees struggling to feel worth apart from their work, or those unhappy with the work they have, or those laid off from work, is simply this: you are loved and you are enough just as you are; you are crowned with glory and honor, because God made you so.

Maybe that will be on a graduation card some day. Amen.