Lost and Bein' Found - Party On.
Pentecost 17c, September 15, 2013 (Luke 15:1-10)
Have you ever lost something precious to you something that really matters? About 6 months after my wedding, I was laying in the water, waiting to be pulled up to waterski in a northern Saskatchewan lake. As the boat's engine revved and I was drawn up out of the water my wedding ring slipped off my finger. Immediately I let go of the tow rope and thrashed around in the water. Thoughts whirled around in my mind. How could I ever tell my wife that less than a year after we were married I had lost my ring? What would I do? How could I be so stupid? But then, even as my thoughts raced one of my friend's wives who had been standing on the shore walked with her wee babe in arms out into the water. When she was nearly waist deep she said, "Tim, I think that I see your ring!" I thought to myself, "Yah, sure and pigs fly too." Nevertheless I sent a younger boy swimming carefully over to where this woman was standing. He dove down and came up with my ring in his hand. Can you imagine how relieved I was, how thankful I am? Even when I look at my ring today, I can sense that joy and relief of it nearly being lost some 30 years ago.
Moving beyond that ring, as precious a thing as it is to me, let me ask you this. Have you ever lost someone precious to you or nearly lost them. I remember just over a year ago when our Bishop's daughter under went what was supposedly a "regular" tonsillectomy. Only a few days later feeling some pain she went to the hospital. While there, blood vessels ruptured and she could have died. Fortunately afgter some time in the ICU she could go home. What joy in our Bishop's family when their daughter could come home? What joy and appreciation of this young woman's own life might occur, be lived out! ?
Or, can we imagine what the parents and families of those 3 young women abducted in Cleveland andheld hostage for years have been through? They may have thought that their daughters had been killed, in some sense lost to them forever. But then one day their children are brought home- home to heal, to hopefully experience new life, have new possibilities unfold for them. The ones lost are found. Rejoicing, thanksgiving, unbelievable. Life could never the same again. They have experienced the depths of despair. Hopefully they can also experience the wonder of new life and great joy.
So it is that we are ushered/delivered/thrust by Jesus and the Spirit into these 2 parables. At first glance they may seem to be irrelevant. The images are variously unfamiliar because of their historical context. A lost sheep? A lost coin? They don't seem to have much significance for we 21st century N. Americans. We are beginning to do away with coins. Occasionally we sometimes toss them into water. But rarely are coins found in our pockets. After all we live in a digital, computerized world. As for the image of sheep: unless we are from a rural background we just can't identify. We don't even count "sheep" anymore to attempt to sleep. Instead we turn up the music or take a pill.
But let me ask you this are you ever "lost". I don't just mean geographically, like a young man refusing to ask directions or an older person suffering from dementia. Rather do we ever have the sense of being rootless, utterly exhausted, hopeless, without God? Are we ever "lost" in such ways?
Might the parents who want their children to succeed so much that they wrap their whole lives around hockey games and dance recitals be lost?
Might the career minded man or woman who has made moving up the ladder the one and only priority be lost?
Might the folks who work jobs they hate just to give their family things they never had be lost?
Might the teen who works so hard to be perfect and who is willing to do just anything to fit in be lost?
Might the earnest Christian who is constantly expecting that others have to live certain ways to be a Christian be lost?
Might our world which so often neglects those closest to us without home or shelter, those affected by domestic violence, to instead being obsessed with bank rates and stimulating the economy be lost?
Might our world which employs euphemisms like friendly fire and peacemaker submarines be lost?
The answer is yes, yes, yes! Our reality is multifaceted. We are a people individually and collectively who so easily can be swept away, lose any sense of foundation or purpose that is life bringing. Even our churches can get caught up in a survival mentality. (Pause)
But there is hope. This great God, Creator of the universe, imaginer of each person's unique DNA, deeply loves us and this world. God's love for the world is so deep that God dares to become human in Jesus of Nazareth. God through the Spirit and the Spirit's working, keeps on looking for us to seek and to deliver all who are lost into a community of belonging where God's love, mutual care and forgiveness are the modus operandi. God's seeking all of us out is an ongoing process for all of us and for the world. Let me tell you there is great abounding joy in heaven and on earth when any of us are so found. It is in being found by God that we begin to realize whose we are and live by our God given identity as God's own sons and daughters, brothers and sisters in this mystical but wonder-filled body of Christ. As such we are also stewards, caretakers of creation.
So as we are blessed to live our lives will we rejoice, celebrate, dance, sing and joyfully share as God reaches out to find us again and again, even as others too are being found? Will we welcome all to God's table and seek to extend God's gracefulness to all whom we meet, including God's and wonder-filled creation? Or will we grumble and complain, be overcome by fear and suspicion as we attempt to categorize the "other" and so lose sight of whose we are and therefore who we are?
When God's children pray and sing, share and sacrifice, love and forgive what rejoicing there can be and will be. May it be so with us and through us, for Christ's sake and the sake of the world. Amen.