"Jesus' Last Prayer"

“Don’t Worry”

Matthew 6:25-34

A Sermon Preached by the Rev. Douglas M. Donley

September 18, 2005

University Baptist Church

Minneapolis, MN

 

            Three weeks ago, as the rain subsided and the levies broke in New Orleans, as people lost their homes from the Delta to Biloxi, we saw the devastation of mother nature at her fiercest coupled with government at its slowest, people at their most desperate and pundits at their most vocal level.  We watched the news reports, somehow long before the Feds did and saw the misery and the poverty of the Delta. 

            We have seen people without food, without water, without clothing, without sanitation, without homes, without restraint—because if you have ever been without food or water or sanitation or a home, your tolerance of others goes way down.  What another day would be a minor annoyance becomes a life and death situation.  Tempers rise and people see that empty words are worse than empty stomachs.

            And too often the emptiness is filled by religious folk with platitudes of “it’s all right.”  “Don’t let things get you down.”  Or as one former First Lady said, “It’s actually a step up for these people living in the Houston Astrodome; they’re doing a whole lot better than they were before the flood.” 

            In spite of all of that, we have responded like we always do when disaster strikes.  We have poured out our hearts and given of ourselves.  We have sent money and supplies down.  We have offered our homes to people affected and displaced. We have asked the right questions about how this could have happened and how it could have been prevented.  And I don’t only mean the part about shoring up the levies so they wouldn’t burst, I also mean doing something about global warming which helped make Katrina a larger storm than it needed to be what with the higher temperature of ocean and gulf water and the continual melting of the polar ice cap.  I also mean that we need to address the dirty little secret that the US is still a country divided by race and class and that a disproportionate number of the people who are the poorest are still people of color and still live in the south.  We need to respond to all of this.

            And the word comes to us from the Sermon on the Mount.  Again, Jesus says to the people words that surprise.  He says, “Don’t worry about what you will wear or what you will eat or what you will drink.  You people spend too much time worrying.”  It’s true.  Many of us do spend time worrying about food and clothing and beverages.  It’s one of the luxuries of having stuff.  We get to worry about our abundance.  It’s just a self-help tip that Jesus gives to the likes of us.  “Don’t worry so much about food, drink or clothing.”  But these words are offensive to people who are poor or who have lost jobs or are looking for work, or are down to their last penny.  It sounds like a “let them eat cake” statement.

            The people who were there to hear the Sermon on the Mount were not folks who had very much of anything.  Right after the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus fed 5000 people with two fish and five loaves of bread.  The people hearing the Sermon on the Mount were hungry.  Half of the people in Jesus’ day died before they were age 2.  Most adults didn’t live past 40.  On top of this there were taxes to the Roman occupying army, tithes to the priests, field rentals, let alone caring for sick family members without health insurance. 

            To these people, Jesus says, “do not worry about your life, what you will eat, drink or about your body what you will wear.  Your life is more than food and your body more than clothing.”  Jesus says that the lilies of the field are clothed beautifully and God so clothes and cares about each of us.  We’re no good if we simply worry.

            But if we don’t worry, then what do we do?  We still don’t have the food and the water and the clothes.  That’s where the community of faith comes in.  Faith is the antidote to worry only if that faith inspires action.  Actually the antidote to worry is the faith community being its subversive self and getting the job done that needs to be done.

            We don’t worry, because God will convict the people of faith to do something about the abject poverty.

            We don’t worry because we know the community of faith will come together and organize rebuilding trips.

            We don’t worry because we know the community of faith sees through the smiling lies of those who say things like, “I’m from the government and I’m here to help.”

            We don’t worry because if there are enough people thinking and acting like the people of God, then there will be enough to eat and drink.

            He said to the poor people not to worry about their food and drink because the day would be coming soon when enough of the people of the world will say, “enough of this!” and will send the aid that is needed.

            Forty years ago, the pastor of UBC Ken Huyke joined thousands of others to go down to Selma Alabama to work alongside Martin Luther King for voting rights for people of color.  It was a time when the good people of faith said “enough of this!”  We’re going to do something different.

            And while the good people of faith recover their hearts and find their calling, the poor people are still to not worry. 

They are still called by Jesus not to be anxious. 

They are still called by Jesus to be careful with their frustration. 

They are still called by Jesus not to take out their worrying on each other. 

Instead, they are to seek first the kingdom of God (not the kingdom of Caesar or any other empire) and its righteousness.  If you do that, then your world will begin to change for the better.

            It’s so common and so acceptable to worry about things.

            But worrying doesn’t really make the situation any better.  Like a rocking chair, worry gives us something to do, but it doesn’t get us anywhere.  If we spend all of our time worrying or anxious about things, then we might miss some other opportunities that may be staring us in our faces.  Now that is again the word for us more well-off folks.

            But what about those who have real worries about food and water and clothing?  Isn’t it okay for them to worry?

            Yes, but anyone can worry.  Jesus says, even the gentiles do this (meaning the rest of the world).  But Jesus says, be different.  Maybe Gandhi was paraphrasing Jesus when he said, “be the change you seek.”  Seek first the kingdom of God and it’s righteousness and then there will be justice and bread and food and water and clothing enough for everyone.  That’s the radical subversive work.  It’s to not be defined or conformed to this world, but being transformed by the renewing of our minds and hearts.  

            The striking Northwest airline mechanics were wondering how to eat and how to clothe their children and the larger Union community in the name of the United Auto Workers sent them a check for $880,000.

            A year ago, Lynn Welton gave her powerful testimony to the Regional Policy Board.  When they again rejected her ordination recognition, she told me in her calm manner, “It will happen.  Not today, but it will happen.”  She spoke as someone who was not going to let anxiety have the last say.  She spoke as one who knew that the long arc of history bends toward justice.  She spoke as one who knew that whatever decisions get made by the power brokers, her community still had her back and would not forsake her.

            When we get on board God’s plan, then we find ways to help each other out.  I heard someone say that the best way to rebuild in the South is to start with the church.  It will be the anchor of the community.  Faithful community is the antidote to worry and anxiety.

            The slave folk knew this.  The hymns sung in code and in the fields and in the church talked about a different kind of righteousness than simply following the orders of the slave-owners.  They sang about the shelter from the storm and the feeding of the 5000 and the fact that all God’s children got a home.  “Don’t worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring worries of its own.  Today’s trouble is enough for today.  And today, I’m going to sing a new song to God. 

            My old preaching professor at Seminary Jim Forbes liked the follwinig poem so much, he said it at his installation service at Riverside Church in New York City and then repeated it again at that same church on September 11th 2002.

 

                        “There’s a song inside of me.

                        I can hardly wait to see

                        What it is I have to say

                        Or the music I will play.

                        It’s been so long in coming—

                        First the thought and then some humming.

                        But before I find my key,

                        Something stifles it in me.

                        What keeps my song from being sung?

                        Past hurts, deep fears, a timid tongue?

                        What makes my freedom come so hard?

                        A self-made, live-in prison guard?

                        Meanwhile the song still groans in me.

                        I can’t be me ‘til it is free.

                        Debating, hesitating, getting ready to sing,

                        The song could die like a stubborn thing.

                        “Release your song”, said the Spirit to me.

                        “Be free!  Be free!  It’s Jubilee!

                        Cast out each fearsome song patrol;

                        Proclaim deliverance to your soul!”

                        The Spirit of life flowed through my blood.

                        I said “yes;” something broke;

                        It came like a flood.

                        Up from within, down from above:

                        A kingdom built on the power of love.

                        Thank God my song has been set free.

                        The rhythm and the words are right for me.

                        I’m finally ready to sing out strong.

                        My soul is saying, “This is my song!””

 

            When the church finds its voice and sings its song, then the worries of the poor will be heard and addressed and a new day will arise when we see all of God’s people as sisters and brothers who seek to live a life free of worry. 

            The word for today is not don’t worry at all.  For we will worry as humans. 

The word for today is don’t let worry be your last word.

Don’t let worry bog you down. 

Don’t let worry stop you from singing your song. 

The antidote and the opposite of worry is faith. 

This faith becomes evident when we find our voices, sing our songs and seek God’s kingdom and God’s kin-dom on earth as it is in heaven.  In heaven there is no need to worry. 

May God’s message ring loud and clear. 

We see through the lies and the neglect and the misdirection.

We see the hurting and worrying people and we are not going to let their worry be the last word. 

We are going to sing our song, so that they may sing their and that we might all join in that angel chorus.

                        “Thank God my song has been set free.

                        The rhythm and the words are right for me.

                        I’m finally ready to sing out strong.

                        My soul is saying, “This is my song!””

            Don’t let worry be the last word.  Sing your song.  Set yourself free.

 

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