Good Morning All,
2 Corinthians 4:7: “But we have this treasure in
jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us.”
My wife and I received an outdoor propane
fire pit for Christmas from our children many years ago. A couple of weeks later, on a nice warm
Sunday, my oldest son offered to put it together for his mother. I would have gotten to it eventually but, you
know. I didn’t get to watch the
construction; I wasn’t back from the church at the time. Yet my wife could hardly contain her laughter
when she told the tale.
It seems that our, then, 2, almost 3, year
old grandson offered to “help” his dad “fix it”. Soon the little screws and nuts and bolts
were spread around the patio. Every so
often he would stand in front of dad to get a better look or have the
screwdriver that dad needed. All in all,
it added some time to the construction, but we both told my son; it is only
beginning.
When my sons were about that age and then
older, they liked to “help” as well. I
remember telling my wife that I could get our livestock chores done in about an
hour; it took an hour and a half when I was “helped.” I remember looking for wrenches, hammers,
screwdrivers, saws, nails, boards, screws, bolts and just about anything that
wasn’t tied down that one, two or three little boys could carry. They would always want to help and we usually
let them unless it was unsafe for them.
They were allowed and encouraged to help because it formed a bond of
love between them and the parents and grandparents that they were spending time
with and now, the next generation is bonding as well.
Now, some 10 years later, that firepit is in
pretty tough shape. The hinges on the door have rusted off, some of the tiles
have chipped off, and it is a little wobbly. We discussed tossing it and
getting a new one. But as we thought and remembered; we looked again and, the
legs were still straight and firm. The burner still works and we are going to
try and put a new face on it with some new paneling to cover the hole where the
door is. It holds too many memories to toss without trying.
This is part of why our verse plays out the
way it does. We have the treasure (God’s saving Gospel message) but we have it
in our frail human nature and condition.
This is one of the mysteries of faith; why does God let us humans mess
it up so often? It would go smoother if
God just “zapped” the ones who would believe and then be done with it but that
is not how he does it. God uses created
things to bring about healing in this broken world. He uses water and bread and wine for our
sacramental nourishment and he uses other humans to provide the physical warmth
and touch. He uses human voices to speak
to us at times; he uses human arms to comfort us when we are hurting; he uses
humans to reach humans. He loves us and does not want to throw us away but to
renew, restore and keep in hos holy family.
Father, in your hands we rest safely.
Move us by your mighty Spirit to spread your message of salvation and
hope. Move us to have compassion on our
brothers and sisters who are in need of your mercy. Guide us to be your hands and voices in this
world of pain and silence. In the
precious name of Jesus we pray, amen.
God’s Peace,
Pastor Bret
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