Saturday, March 1, 2008

I comfort in my weakness.

As Lutherans, our great comfort is in our great weakness. This is the theology of the cross. Rev. Paul Harris, my Pastor, is excellent concerning this especially in his several sermons on John 9. Here is the text from Lent III (03.03.2002):


The Problem with "Amazing Grace"

The first time "Amazing Grace" was included in a Lutheran hymnal was in 1982. Lutheran Worship had problems with the second verse which says, "Grace did teach my heart to fear," saying that the Law not grace does that. So Lutheran Worship left that verse out. I think, however, you could understand that second verse rightly. I don't see how you can understand the first verse rightly though, not if you take what Jesus says in our text seriously. The first verse of "Amazing Grace" says that I "was blind but now I see." If I can see now, then I can live my by own sight, my own senses, my own judgement. Jesus has a problem with that.

Pharisees think that way according to our text. They believe they are the seeing ones. They believe they see things clearly and accurately. The Pharisee has no trouble seeing sin. He can stand in the temple and tell God all the sins of the tax collector. But don't think he is blind to his own sins. O no, he clearly sees his own sins too. He failed to ceremonially wash his hands before dinner. He didn't tithe this spice or that mint. He didn't say a long enough prayer. Yes, the Pharisee sees very clearly what God wants and doesn't want, what God thinks is right and wrong.

Consider the most well known Pharisee, St. Paul. Before his conversion, he knew he could see because he had been raised in the strict traditions of the Pharisees. He had sat at the feet of the great rabbi Gamaliel. He saw, therefore, the horrible heresy that Christianity was. He saw that the only answer was to hunt down Christians, arrest them, and bring them to the Sanhedrin for trial. He saw that it was right and proper to stone that arch-heretic Stephen to death.

Pharisees can sing loudly and lustily, "I was blind but now I see." O they would admit that at one time in their lives, they were blind. At one time, they were like this man born blind in our text. At one time, they were steeped in sin at birth, but their eyes were opened. No more were they the blind ones. Now they knew right from wrong, truth from error, what was from God and what wasn't. Why? Because now they could see. And it was because they could see that they rejected Jesus. They could see that Jesus couldn't be from God. Why? Because they could plainly see that He didn't keep the Sabbath the way they saw it. It was forbidden by their Sabbath laws to apply spit to the eyes even if the spit was from someone who was fasting. In their eyes, anyone who said such a man was a prophet was obviously still steeped in sin.

So my dear friends, you go on proudly declaring you can see. You go on thinking that your eyes don't need to be opened. You go on singing with Johnny Nash that you can see everything more clearly now, that gone are the obstacles in your way, that gone are the dark clouds that had you blind. You go on thinking it's going to be a bright sunshiny day, and this I assure you: You will be left in your blindness.

Don't look so shocked. Isn't that what Jesus says? Those seeing become blind. He doesn't say those seeing go on seeing, but just the opposite. If you say, "I was blind in the past, but now I see," I assure you that you are still blind. Therefore, I warn you; what you think you're seeing isn't really there. I warn you; your impression of reality, heaven and hell, sin and grace, salvation and damnation is not correct. The more you claim to see, all the more I must maintain that you are in fact blind. Isn't that what Jesus plainly says in our text? "Those who see will become blind." But that's not all that Jesus says, is it? It's not just a matter of seeing; it's a matter of sin and guilt. When the Pharisees are upset and say, "Surely you don't mean we are also blind?" How does Jesus respond to their incredulous question? "If you were blind, you would not be guilty of sin. But now that you claim you can see, your guilt remains." If you claim to see, blindness and guilt are yours too.

On the other hand, if you're singing, "I'm blind and I don't see," I assure you; you see and have no sin or guilt. That's what Jesus says plain as day in this text. "The blind will see" is how our bulletin translates it, but this leads you to believe "Amazing Grace" is right. Blindness is in your past. The Greek actually says that Jesus came so that "those being in the state of not seeing, might see." Not seeing, that is blindness, is an ongoing state that coincides with seeing.

Plato the philosopher said that in this world men only see the shadows. He said that men are born in a cave with a bright fire burning behind them. They are looking forward, and so they can only see the shadows the fire casts on the wall in front of them. They mistake these shadows for reality. Plato goes on to say that only the philosopher comes out of the cave and sees reality. The text says that only Jesus does this. Any and all seeing clearly is only done by Jesus. Apart from Jesus there is no seeing; there is only blindness. Most of us, however, have been taught our whole life that this means what "Amazing Grace" sings. O, I was blind, but now Jesus makes me see. And then we, much like the Pharisees, go our way seeing what we good and well want to.

No, when I say there is no seeing apart from Jesus, I mean only Jesus sees. This is in our text. Jesus heals the man of his blindness, but can he see? I mean can he really see reality? Not hardly. He can only dimly see who Jesus really is. Read all of John 9. He stumbles and fumbles around with the question of who Jesus really is. Finally, Jesus goes to him and asks, "Do you believe in the Son of Man?" And what does the man say? "Who is he sir? Tell me so that I might believe in Him." It's only when Jesus tells him the truth that he can see it.

Friends, may you come to this glorious, comforting, freeing truth. What is real in life is not what I see because I am blind. What is real is what Jesus sees and tells me is there. I listen to the Absolution, the sermon, the Bible; I listen to His Word in Baptism and Communion because that's where Jesus tells me what He sees. I don't rely on my persistent blindness which leads me to make wrong conclusions about everything.

This is Gospel. Yes, it's glorious Gospel to confess that I am blind because that means what I think I'm seeing isn't what's really going on. What I see in this world with these blind eyes of mine is not the truth. I see Satan apparently ruling and winning. I see men in pulpits preaching people away from confidence in their Baptisms, away from trusting in the Lord's Table and into their own feelings. I see men pointing people to a spirit that throws people into fits and makes them babble nonsensical tongues. I see the numbers of those gathered around what God does in Word and Sacrament decreasing while the numbers gathered around what people do and feel increasing.

But what I see isn't reality. If I go by what I see, I am going by my blindness. Jesus sees what's really there. I don't. Jesus sees Satan cast out; I see Satan winning. Jesus sees Satan chained and bound by the heavy cross. I see Satan doing what he likes. Jesus sees His Word sounding forth like a clarion trumpet never, ever failing to gather His sheep. I see a faint little bike horn. Jesus sees His Church like a mighty army moving where and when He pleases. I see a bedraggled, ragtag, group of sinners constantly retreating.

Yes, I look at that altar and all my blind eyes can see is Bread and Wine. I look in that font and all that my scaly eyes can see is plain water. I look at that Bible, and all I can see is just another human book. But I don't see reality; Jesus does. He tells me what's really here. He says, "That Bread and Wine is really My flesh and blood come down into your midst to give you forgiveness, life and salvation." And in that font, isn't just the plain water that my eyes see. No, in there is a life giving water rich in grace able to give me forgiveness, rescue from death and the devil, and eternal salvation. And that Book isn't just another book. It's the Sword of the Lord, sharp, powerful and able to pierce even hardened hearts.

Thank God I'm blind because that means what I see in others isn't really the truth either. So when I start to despair because I only see sinners before me, or you start to despair because all you see is a bespectacled, bald guy, we can run away from these sights as the nightmares they are because they aren't real. Our eyes fool us; our eyes deceive us. Jesus' eyes never do, and He tells me that what I see before me is God's holy people, the apples of His eye. Here aren't smelly sheep, but lambs washed pure in the blood of the Good Shepherd.

Likewise when your eyes see nothing here but a sinful, weak man blathering on about religious things, don't you believe them either. Believe what Jesus sees, not what you do. He sees His mouthpiece. He sees the hands that do His baptizing. The lips that do His forgiving. The feet that distribute His Body and Blood. Jesus sees holy, divine works being done by this man in His stead. Jesus sees reality; we don't. Thanks be to God!

I've saved the best for last. We don't even see reality when we look in the mirror. That's right. When you look in the mirror and you see that dirty, ugly, foul-minded sinner, when you see that person starring back at you that you've seen do shameful things, when you see that face that has sunk a thousand hopes, dashed a hundred dreams, and caused a thousand tears, you're not seeing reality. You're not seeing reality because that is not what Jesus sees. Jesus sees a new creation because you've been baptized. Jesus sees His twin brother or sister. Jesus sees no sins. Isn't that what our text says? "If you're blind, you don't have sin." Jesus can't lie, can He? Or can you find sin that Jesus can't? Do you see sins that Jesus doesn't'?

Jesus sees reality. You look in the mirror and see not only a sinner but a sick, aging, dying sinner, but that's not reality either. See what Jesus sees. He sees a man or a woman, a girl or a boy, holy, healthy, full of life with everlasting years to live. He sees a man or woman, a boy or girl who has overcome the grave, not one with one foot in it.

Do you see, my dear friends, why Jesus praises blindness? Blind people don't rely on their own sight, do they? Haven't you seen folks from the Blind School being led around by someone else? Blind people don't depend on their sight, for they have none. They depend on another to do the seeing for them. If that person should say to them something is blue or beautiful, they don't say, they can't say, "O no, it isn't!" How could they know that? They can't see. What the seeing person says something is that's what it is to the blind person; that's reality.

That's how it is for us. We can't see, so we don't see reality; we don't see what's real. We can only see shadows on the wall of the cave. Hideous, grotesque shadows that can only scare us. Jesus sees what's real. Jesus sees Satan vanquished, our Church holy, us forgiven and everlastingly alive. All we can do is hold on to His arm, as blind people do, oohing and ahhing over the wonderful, wonderful things Jesus tells us He sees! Amen.

Rev. Paul R. Harris

Trinity Lutheran Church, Austin, Texas

Lent III (3-3-02) John 9: 13-17, 34-41

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I very highly recommend reading the other sermons on this text at www.trinityaustin.com under 02.27.2005, 03.03.2002, 02.24.2008

Friday, February 22, 2008

Memorizing verb forms

As I begin my Latin studies, I shall keep this in mind:

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Undoubtedly

For whatever reason, this made me laugh out loud and lead me here.

Psalm 51

This is, undoubtedly, one of the most beautiful Psalms, and contains several parts of the liturgy. "What?" you say. "Your liturgy isn't something you made up?" No, no it's not.

PSALM 51

Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions. Wash me throughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me. Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in thy sight: that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest.

Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me. Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts: and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom. Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice. Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities.

Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me. Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit. Then will I teach transgressors thy ways; and sinners shall be converted unto thee.

Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation: and my tongue shall sing aloud of thy righteousness. O Lord, open thou my lips; and my mouth shall shew forth thy praise. For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it: thou delightest not in burnt offering. The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.

Do good in thy good pleasure unto Zion: build thou the walls of Jerusalem. Then shalt thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, with burnt offering and whole burnt offering: then shall they offer bullocks upon thine altar.

Colbert Report

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Bread (not the band)

Martin Luther from his House Postil concerning the temptation of Christ under Satan (specifically the "first" temptation):

"The first lesson as regards the initial temptation is that we must learn to value God's Word as highly as we do eternal life. For It is the kind of food and nourishment that bestows eternal life on everyone who eats of It, that is, believes It. Just as Christ says to the Jews (John 6:27): 'Labor not for the meat which perisheth, but for that meat which endureth unto everlasting life, which the Son of Man shall give unto you'. Mark this well. Temporal bread, on the other hand, after which the whole world scrapes and scratches, endures only until the last crumb is eaten, and then everlasting hunger sets in."

I am reminded of the Explanation of the Third Commandment from the Small Catechism:

"We should fear and love God so that we do not despise preaching and His Word, but gladly hear and learn it."

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Been Around the World and I, I, I,...

I sent the link to this blog to a friend of mine, whom I happen to work for for a few years. He tongue-in-cheek asked where his photo credit was for my "profile image". It's such a nice one, I decided he was high right. That started my mind wandering through the experiences we got up to during those couple of years. For instance, the photo on the right was taken in the office of Bjarne Stroustrap, the creator of C++. Those are his actual notes on the board. The guy is a genius, but works in College Station, TX at A&M...A&M!!! Well, here are some highlights, in no particular order (chronologically, or otherwise):

-I've been to Moscow. I've eaten beluga caviar on Pushkin Square, followed by the most supreme Russian vodka you can't get in America. I traversed the subway system of Moscow, by myself, and purchased wall paper (which was some feat).

-I've stayed at a Ritz Carleton (in Montreal).

-I met Floyd Landis before he was officially guilty, and almost broke his Tour de France trophy.

-I've been to a real, bizarre catillian in Laredo where the girls dressed up like Martha Washington.

-I had never been to California before we covered Team T-Mobile for Stern (a German magazine...it's always cooler saying your with the foreign press). On this trip I got to see Napa and Sanoma, eat an amazing meal in Monterey accompanied by an amazing wine made down the road, see miles of artichoke fields, see San Francisco, walk on the Golden Gate Bridge, see some cycling heros of mine up and close, and most importantly, prep for the Tour de France.

-I've stood in a field in Kansas waiting for a meteorite hunter to dig a hole while the freezing wind whipped around (this was the second trip, but that's another story).

-I've been deep inside a bat cave populated by about 2 million bats. The trek in was up and down guano piles three times my height. With nothing but headlamps to light the way, and in head to toe biohazard gear, it felt like walking on the moon. Just as we started setting up lights to shoot in the cave, I got really dehydrated, and started panicking because I didn't think I was going to make it out. I really thought I was going to pass out and Brent and our guide were going to have to drag me out over these hills of bat crap. Later on, after escaping from the cave, I held a light extended over the topside opening cave as hundreds of thousands of bat swirled like a hurricane below, waiting to make their nightly voyage.

-I've been to Augusta. It is beautiful.

-I've been on the sidelines during a University of Texas game.

-I've seen the sun set over Portland. I've eaten sushi in Portland. I can't decide which was more divine.

-I've camped in the valley of the Swiss Alps, and woken up to the sounds of a waterfall, church bells echoing in the valley, a sheep's bell tingling near my tent.

-I've hiked in the Swiss alps.

-I've had Belgian Abby Ale in Belgium.

-I've hiked the French Alps.

-I've climbed some of the most infamous ascents in the Tour.

-I've been to an olive orchard in Provance, and tasted olive oil that had just been pressed.

-I've eaten calamari in Marsielle.

-I've climbed to the top of a mountain just north of Marsielle and looked out over the city and to the Mediterranian beyond.

-I've eaten fresh roast pig in the Pyraneese.

-I've talked politics, education, religion, and the general state of the world with the Dutch.

-I've been to Germany...indescribable.

-I saw New Orleans not long after Katrina.

-I've been to Scarface's house, and ridden in a Kennedy boat just out side of Miami.

-I got to work with one of the great portrait photographers, Mark Seliger, and hang out with Quinten Tarrantino and Fionna Apple.

-I've driven a 5ft. stake into the bed of a river while up to my waist in the water.

-I've RUN with the donkeys in Colorado.

-I've ridden in a NASCAR around the Texas Motor Speedway, and been in the pit during a race.

-I've been in a cherry-picker overlooking thousands of people dancing to the Chili Peppers on a perfect night with all of Chicago as the backdrop.

-I've met many musical heros during Lalapalooza and the two ACL Fests I've worked.

-I've met the Chairman of the Republican National Committee.

-I've been on the campaign trail with Ron Paul.

-I've met a recognized terrorist in the desert of Arizona.

-I've worn a real astronaut suit and eaten astronaut food...the previous was more fun.

-I've eaten great Chinese food with unbelievable Ping Pong players.


There are so many things that I'm forgetting, but all of this is to say "thanks" Brent.