Luke 7:11-17- Trinity 16- October 9, 2011
God's Word Has Power to Give Life
Our Gospel lesson begins this morning
with a marvelous clash of moods. There
are two groups. One crowd is following Jesus
who heals the sick and makes the lame to walk.
The other is following a dead body in procession to bury it in the
ground. The one group exhibits
excitement and wonder and hope. The other exhibits the sadness and despair that
accompany the cold reality of death. All
of us here have experienced both of these moods. We have all found ourselves at various times
in one or the other of these two groups.
Death comes and loved ones go. We miss them.
We gather together in church in order to celebrate the eternal life and
hope that God had given to those we lose, and we commend our grief to God. We hear the Gospel preached. We hear words of comfort. We learn to grieve as those who have hope in
Christ. It is not as though we doubt any
of this. But the bitter reality
remains. No words can change the fact
that the body of the one we love must be laid in the earth from whence it
came.
Death is real. No one denies this. The pious Christian, as much as the
unregenerate heathen, acknowledges this with bitter resignation. What people do deny is the cause of
death. Theories abound that attempt to
exonerate man from any real guilt and due punishment as though death were just
a part of life. But we turn to God’s
word to learn the truth. “Of
every tree of the garden you may freely eat;” God said to our first
parents, “but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat,
for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die.” This was no idle threat. GOD’S WORD HAS POWER.
The physical death that Adam and Eve brought
upon themselves and their children is the result of the spiritual death that they
died the moment they ignored God’s word and believed a lie. This spiritual death has been passed down in
the natural way throughout history. We
call this original sin. Luther called it
inherited sin, because the death we
see our fathers die is the result of the spiritual corruption that we inherit
from them. And our children have
inherited ours. The wages of sin is
death.
The doctrine of original sin is not
simply the general acknowledgment that we all make mistakes. No. Our
spiritual depravity is much deeper than that.
It is at its root unbelief in God’s word. It’s not just a genetic defect beyond our
control rendering us morally weak. No, it’s
our own unwillingness to do what God says.
It is a corruption of our will that manifests itself in our daily failure
and refusal to love God above all things, and to love our neighbor as
ourselves.
But misery loves company. And so sinners like to minimize their sinful
condition by painting a broad brush. “We
are all equally sinful,” they say, “Everyone has to die.” OK.
But what does that really help when each one of us must personally face
God our Maker and Judge. Death is not a
part of life. Such pithy reassurance
offers no real comfort at all. Death is
the end of life, and we know it. And
death does not discriminate between old and young, kind and cruel, healthy and sick. We all die.
Death
doth pursue me all the way
Nowhere I rest securely.
He comes by night, he comes by day,
And takes his prey most surely.
A failing breath and I
In death’s strong grasp may lie
To face eternity for aye.
Death doth pursue me all the way.
Nowhere I rest securely.
He comes by night, he comes by day,
And takes his prey most surely.
A failing breath and I
In death’s strong grasp may lie
To face eternity for aye.
Death doth pursue me all the way.
It is God Himself who sends death on
its hounding pursuit. God is
righteous. The reason death pursues you
is because you are a sinner. Not just in
the sense of “no one’s perfect” but because of what you have done and said and
thought that has earned for you individually what God in His holy law warned
you it would. Just as we cannot pry our
loved-ones from the clutches of the grave, so we cannot wiggle ourselves free from
the clutches of our own personal accountability. We need to be rescued by God. That is why He sent His Son.
Consider how He
sent His Son in our Gospel lesson this morning:
The caravan of excitement and hope
encountered the train of sadness and despair.
The Lord of Life encountered a poor mother who had seen death
before. She was a widow. Her husband had died. And now her only begotten son, her only
source of a livelihood – to put it in economic terms – or – to put it in terms
that surely must move all of our hearts – her little boy was dead. Few of us –– can even begin to imagine the
grief that this woman felt. Who could
fail to be moved with compassion? Jesus
was. He saw what made her sad – He saw
her suffering – and He suffered with her.
That’s what compassion means. But
unlike the feelings of our hearts and the thoughts of our minds, the compassion
that moved Jesus was pure. It was not
tainted by any self-pity. No, it was
boundless and self-giving. And it was
not helpless. No, Jesus suffered her
grief and became even more acquainted with her sorrow than she was
herself. Only Jesus’ love is so powerful,
because only Jesus is God.
Jesus proved how much He loved and
cared for this woman by proving that He was the only begotten Son of God who
had come to her in human flesh and blood to save her and her son from death. He did this not by telling her how sorry He
was, but by taking her sorrow away. He
did this by speaking to her … words. So
simple; yet GOD’S WORD HAS POWER; it has power to comfort. Jesus spoke first to the bereaved: “Do
not weep.”
“Do not weep.” What
empty words these must have sounded at first.
“I see my son in the cold arms of
death, and now I must starve alone. And
you tell me not to weep?” The crying
may have stopped, but certainly she didn’t stop being sad. How could she when the helplessness in her
heart remained, and her son stayed dead?
“Do not weep.” This is certainly no way for us to comfort
the bereaved! But this is how God does
it, because what would be empty words coming from our mouths are powerful
coming from God’s. God’s compassion is always
connected to His power to save. His
words are effective whether we always notice it or not. Jesus spoke again and showed her why she
shouldn’t weep. This time He spoke not
to the one who felt helpless, but to
the one who was helpless. Touching the open casket, He spoke to the
dead boy saying, “‘Young man, I say to you arise.’
And the dead man sat up and began to speak, and Jesus gave him back to
his mother.” GOD’S WORD HAS
POWER; it has power to make alive.
The law and the Gospel are both the powerful
word of God, and, as we know, they are different in many important ways. Where the law threatens, the Gospel makes
promises. Where the law kills, the
Gospel gives life. Where the law shows
us the due reward for having transgressed its commands, the Gospel shows us Him
who fulfilled the law on our behalf and suffered its judgment in our
place. Yes, the law and the Gospel are
very different words. And we know which
is the greater of the two: the one that overcomes our sin and death: the
Gospel! But the preaching of the law has
one benefit for itself that the Gospel does not have. When people doubt the severity of the threats
of the law, there is the visible and empirical evidence that our sin has indeed
earned what God said it would. You can see death. But you can’t see eternal life.
The widow from Nain in our Gospel
reading saw death. That’s why she grieved.
But what her eyes could not see in Jesus’ words of comfort, “Do
not weep,” Jesus showed her by raising her son from the dead. He spoke again: “I say to you, arise.” Jesus took her son from the arms of death and
returned him to her. That’s what our
text says; He gave him back; He redeemed him.
She was helpless. And so was
he. But GOD’S WORD HAS POWER; it has
power to help.
But how does it help us? – Us who see our many sins? – who see them better than anyone else can
see them? And you know what sins I’m
talking about. They are the ones hidden
from the world and from our most respected friends deep in our hearts. But we know God sees them. And so we come here to hear the words of the
Gospel Sunday after Sunday. But in our
hearts we see no change. We come and grieve our sins, and we hear
again that they are forgiven. But then
we still see that our hearts are
sinful. We hear the Gospel. But much like this grieving widow who could
still see her son’s lifeless body, the words of Jesus that promise comfort and
life and that bid us not to weep don’t seem to change any of the things that we
can see. What we see contradicts what we hear. “Do not weep. Your sin is forgiven.” How can we not weep, when our hearts remain
sinful, and we are helpless to do a thing about it?
But we do not judge the promises of God
with our eyes, because faith does not come by seeing; faith comes by hearing,
and hearing by the word of God. GOD’S WORD
HAS POWER; it has power to save. And so
that is where we turn. We ignore what
our eyes see and trust wholly in the WORD which we hear. With our eyes we will continue to see sin in
our lives (you can count on that), and the wages of sin claiming the lives of
those whom we love (it will break our hearts).
And we will feel helpless. But
the message of the Gospel is intended for those who are helpless. It does not
promise that we will see ourselves become progressively fit for heaven (we
won’t), or that we will stop needing God to help us (we won’t). The message of the Gospel which we hear is
that God has helped us and that He
continues to help us even today by giving to us what He has accomplished on the
cross for our salvation.
Jesus came down from heaven in order to
live a life of perfect obedience as our Brother to the very law that required
us to die. But the law could not require Jesus to
die. Because the most scrutinizing eye
of the law, the very eye of God the Father in heaven could see no sin in the
heart or behavior of His Son Jesus Christ.
There was no sin to see. And yet
Jesus willingly went to the cross in order to suffer and die for the sin that
we see in ourselves – all of it – even the sin we can’t see. It is as we pray in Psalm 19, “Who
can understand his errors?
Cleanse me from secret faults.” And
He does. He does by reckoning to us by
faith in the words you are hearing right now the perfect life of Jesus that we receive
by hearing the promise of the Gospel.
We do not look to what our eyes can see
in order to know the life that God gives to us in Christ. Instead, by faith we look to where Christ has
conquered death by taking our own death into Himself. Jesus did not conquer death as some distant
dragon in a faraway land. No. He conquered the very death that we see our
fathers and our mothers suffer, and that has taken from us old friends. He
conquered the death that once reigned in our own mortal bodies and that still incites
all kinds of sin. He conquered the death
that will someday take from us our final breath. He conquered this death by dying this
death. And by rising from it three days
later, Jesus took away its sting and power forever.
Misery loves company. It is true.
But even more than this, God loves sinners. That is why even today Jesus joins us in our
misery. He does this by speaking the
words of eternal life that nothing we see in our hearts or feel in our failing
bodies can ever undo. GOD’S WORD HAS POWER. And so we return to Jesus’ words in the
Gospel we hear, and especially when death draws near, to the Baptism that
joined each one of us to the death of Christ that swallowed our own in victory –
as we sing:
Now in Christ, death cannot slay me,
Though it might,
Day and night,
Trouble and dismay me.
Christ has made my death a portal
From the strife
Of this life
To His joy immortal!
Though it might,
Day and night,
Trouble and dismay me.
Christ has made my death a portal
From the strife
Of this life
To His joy immortal!
Right now we live by faith. But sight will come. The power of God on that day outside the
village of Nain is the power of God on Easter; it is the same power of God
right here to forgive us our sins; and it is the same power of God to raise our
bodies in glory on the last day when we shall appear before the Lamb of God
with all our Christian loved-ones to live in heaven forever.
Today is LWML Sunday when we honor
those among us who work so diligently to promote the mission of the
Church. And so I would like to say some
closing words concerning where the mission of the Church begins. They say there is nothing harder than to live
to see the death of your child – that’s what they say, and I pray that I may
always only imagine. But if this is
true, then surely there is no greater joy than seeing the life of your child
restored – born in sin – living as a sinner – disappointing you. And so we teach our children the Gospel; we
bring them to be baptized into the death of Christ through water and the word;
we teach them to know Jesus; we teach them what it means to repent and what it
means to hear and rely on His word of forgiveness – GOD’S WORD HAS POWER; it
has power to fill our greatest joy. And
that is why we share this greatest joy with others. The victory that Christ has won over our
death and the death of the dying world around us is the soul and center of our
mission as the Church.
Let us pray:
My end to
ponder teach me ever
And, ere the hour of death appears,
To cast my soul on Christ, my Savior,
Nor spare repentant sighs and tears.
And, ere the hour of death appears,
To cast my soul on Christ, my Savior,
Nor spare repentant sighs and tears.
My many sins
blot out forever
Since Jesus has my pardon won;
In mercy robed I then shall never
Fear death, but trust in Thee alone.
Since Jesus has my pardon won;
In mercy robed I then shall never
Fear death, but trust in Thee alone.
Once in the
blest baptismal waters
I put on Christ and made Him mine;
Now numbered with God's sons and daughters,
I share His peace and love divine.
I put on Christ and made Him mine;
Now numbered with God's sons and daughters,
I share His peace and love divine.
Then may death
come today, tomorrow,
I know in Christ I perish not;
He grants the peace that stills all sorrow,
Gives me a robe without a spot.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
I know in Christ I perish not;
He grants the peace that stills all sorrow,
Gives me a robe without a spot.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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