The Joseph Saga: The Truth Comes Out

Sunday’s Scripture ~ Genesis 45:1-14.

This has been a trying week for me at Tuskawilla UMC. On Monday we experienced a large scale water leak in the Sanctuary. On Tuesday we had a pipe burst at the parsonage. A friend of mine texted me saying, “Sarah, this is not what you needed following a hurricane!”

Yeah…I am over water at this point. It is necessary and needful…and I like it a whole lot more when it stays where it is supposed to be – offshore away from land, secured by valves, and contained within pipes.

What a week…and we are only halfway!

These water emergencies have thrown off the groove of my typical week. So as I sat down this morning to begin my study on this week’s Scripture text, God brought order to the chaos with these words: “God sent me before you to preserve life” (Genesis 45:5b).

Joseph speaks these words to his brothers, affirming that God sent him ahead of his family into Egypt so he would be in a position to help his family – even though they did him harm. I read these words and they resonated deeply in my heart this week in relationship to our church family. God sent our church family ahead of me to preserve life.

Now our water woes this week are certainly not a matter of life or death. Many of our brothers and sisters across Florida, Texas, and especially the Caribbean are facing matters of life and death because of water – they remain in our prayers and a focus of our mission efforts with the creation of hygiene kits and offerings through the United Methodist Committee on Relief. Our water woes were a crisis. We did not want to waste anymore water than what was already leaked. We did not want any additional damage to be incurred on our buildings. And we – because of dedicated church family members showing up after a desperate appeal for help – dedicated church family members that God saw and sees fit to draw into relationship and community in this place – preserved life – for our safety, our assets, and our ministries.

I am so very grateful for the students, adults, and families that dropped what they were doing Monday afternoon to come clean up the church, to reorganize materials brought out of closets, and to help me make decisions. I am so very grateful to Wayne Wright and his work to continue cleaning our facility through the night so that hopefully all will be dry before worship gatherings this weekend. I am so very grateful for the resources of our church to rent equipment to clean the church campus and support the repairs at the parsonage. None of this would be possible without YOU, church family. “God sent me [you – each one of you!] before you [me] to preserve life.”

Thank you, my dear church family, for all the ways you have cared for me, my growing family, and your church family this week. Melissa Martin said it best on Sunday afternoon – it takes a village. I am thankful to be one member of yours. See you in worship on Sunday.

Prayer: “Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth, thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide; strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow, blessings all mine with ten thousand beside! Great is thy faithfulness! Great is thy faithfulness! Morning by morning new mercies I see; all I have needed thy hand hath provided; great is thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me.”* Amen.

*”Great Is Thy Faithfulness,” The United Methodist Hymnal 140.

 

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A Knock At Midnight

Sunday’s Scripture ~ Luke 11:5-8.

One of the most powerful moments in my ministry is to be present with people. One of the most powerful gifts in my ministry is for people to be present with me.

My aunt had surgery on Thursday, which took me to Lakeland in the wee hours of the morning to pray with her and be present with her husband and my cousin. Her surgery was a success, but in the time between our shared prayer and our reuniting in recovery, we three looked deeply into the face of mortality.

I saw a side of my aunt’s husband I am not accustomed. Usually cracking jokes with a toothy grin, Rodney was quiet and reflective. Expressions of hope and worry washed across his face as waves wash up on the shore.

I wanted to be strong for my family while also being present in my own emotions. I showed up for my family and my family of faith – at and beyond Tuskawilla – showed up for me. People prayed for me. People sent messages of hope and encouragement throughout the day. People named that cancer is awful and that I and my family are not alone.

What does it mean to be the church? It means to show up. It means having someone come to you at midnight – representative of a time of need, a time of great distress – and answering the door. It means going to someone in your time of need and time of great distress and being welcomed.

I am grateful to have answered my family’s knocking. I am grateful to have been welcomed in my time of knocking.

May we all continue on – encouraged, shaped, and participating in – the showing up of the church. May we knock and be answered. May we hear knocking and swiftly move to the aid of our family – of origin, of choice, of faith.

Prayer: “Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love; the fellowship of kindred minds is like to that above. We share each other’s woes, our mutual burdens bear; and often for each other flows the sympathizing tear.”* Amen.

*”Blest Be the Tie That Binds,” The United Methodist Hymnal 557.

Community Example

Sunday’s Scripture ~ I Timothy 1:12-17.

“Hi, folks…what seems to be going on?”

An innocent, calm question, until it is asked by a sheriff deputy.

“My wife’s the pastor!” Andrew said. “Hi, my name is Sarah. What brings you by this evening?”

“I am on patrol and I saw you turn into the church driveway. I thought I would give you a couple of minutes, in case you were in the sheds, and then I would come and find you in the act.”

“Oh, well we were just picking up mail from the office and disposing of some smelly trash from the parsonage. I appreciate you coming to check on us. And I appreciate you looking out for the security of our church.”

Lessons learned:

  1. We are blessed with great first responders and law enforcement in Seminole County.
  2. Maybe I shouldn’t pick up mail from the office at 10:24pm.

“Hi, folks…what seems to be going on?” If this question were asked of Paul in his first letter to Timothy, I believe Paul would say with joy that the “foremost” of sinners had been shown mercy and therefore he will show and share mercy in all times, in all circumstances, with all people (1:15). Though Paul was raised in “an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth” climate, Christ’s mercy molded him into a person that “turned the other cheek” (Mt 5:38-39). Through the example of Paul we learn that if Christ could and did shepherd Paul through such an incredible transformation, then Christ can and will shepherd incredible transformation in our community.

Christ can and will shepherd incredible transformation in us.

When I consider “what seems to be going on” at Tuskawilla, I am so pleased by the balance of our ministry and witness. We understand and continue growing in our understanding that as we do for our church family, so we are called to do for our surrounding community. And what we do for our surrounding community we do in the spirit as if we are serving our church family. This sort of behavior and understanding of needful, equivalent behavior is not always common in churches. Some congregations “like who we like” and others…oh well. Not so at Tuskawilla. Not so with this church family. I truly believe we act the way we do in response to our having experienced Christ’s mercy as individuals and as a congregation. As we have received, so we are led to give, which is in keeping with the teaching of Christ, “for the measure you give will be the measure you get back” (Lk 6:38c).

If you were caught in the act of being a Christ follower, if someone happened upon you engaging in Kingdom work and asked “Hi, folks…what seems to be going on?” what would you be found doing? How would you respond to the question? And what story would your response witness about your life in God’s Kingdom?

Prayer: “Immortal, invisible, God only wise, in light inaccessible hid from our eyes, most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days, almighty, victorious, thy great name we praise. To all, life thou livest, to both great and small; in all life thou livest, the true life of all; we blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree, and wither and perish, but naught changeth thee.”* Amen.

*”Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise,” The United Methodist Hymnal 103.