Login / Signup

Free Access

…But Do Not Sin

Illustration
Stories
Most of us are passionate in our young days. It is not a reasonable time. It is a time to be driven, consumed, ignited. None of these easily fit into categories of polite, considerate, or gentle -- let alone organizational. These are the moments in life that we easily get into trouble, make ridiculous decisions, and believe that we can not only reach for the stars, but touch them. Looking back on these times, we wince at the decisions we made and the fools we made of ourselves in the most awkward of all possible moments. And then we remember what it felt like to carry lightning in our back pocket and see each moment as a context of glory.

It was in that passionate time of my life that I discovered this phrase, ‘Be angry, but do not sin.’ I have never been a fan of anger, but passion? Ahh, there’s another subject. My own passion had been mistaken for anger many times, and I had received judgment because of it. There was in this phrase the key to how I felt, the intensity I knew was imbedded in the gospels. How could one be called by the fire and wind of the Holy Spirit and not approach that call with a sense of passion?  Too often, when I had brought my passion to my work, in school or in my pastorate, I was told to calm down, to ‘grow up’ and approach these subjects with a reasonable attitude that everyone expected when they came to church. As my brother used to say, ‘Them’s fightin’ words.’ You see, I come by it naturally. He was a pastor as well.

So, I found my Lord speaking to me as many times before. These words of encouragement and hope let me see that to lose our passion is to lose the fuel for our fire. We are in the business of igniting. We cannot do that without a fire living within us. A fire that cannot be overcome or even understood by evil.

I loved it. But then, before I could comfortably dance onto the floor of self-righteousness, I noticed the ‘but’. It seems every time we find affirmation for our own pet issues, there is a qualifying bumper in our way. In this case, it’s a doosey. ‘…but do not sin.’ So, all this wonderful, glorious passion is corralled, modified, channeled. How can it be so? Doesn’t that destroy the passion? Sure, if we try to make love the reasonable, rigid, corseted version taught in an awful lot of our communities of worship. I got a card upon my ordination from my loving brother, recommending the subject of my first sermon. Evidently, he saw it in front of a church: ‘Jesus is coming, and boy is he pissed.’ Sorry about the language, but that’s what the card said.

Judgment is the usual main course; redemption is the desert. God has all the passion and it righteous anger. I’m sorry. We are not called to be bit players here. We are called to be warriors of the light. To proclaim love where there is hatred. To proclaim generosity where there is greed. To proclaim freedom where there is oppression. You get it. To do all that stuff, we’ve got to be passionate, or it won’t get done. The apostles didn’t get much done until they got the fire and the wind. Then, well then, here we are. That took fire and wind and a lot of people doing foolish things passionately.

So, my friends, to retool an old saw, be passionate, but do not sin. Don’t be relieved when you outgrow your passion. Robert Burns had a poem put on his tomb stone. “I burned the candle at both ends, it did not last the night. But oh, my foes, and ahh my friends, it gave a wondrous light. Shine. Be a light on the hill. And don’t worry about it when people shake their heads and say, ‘but we’ve never done it that way before.’ Remind them that’s what was said at the resurrection.

Don’t tell anybody, but I never really grew up. And I’m proud of it.


*****************************************

StoryShare, August 8, 2021 issue.

Copyright 2021 by CSS Publishing Company, Inc., Lima, Ohio.

All rights reserved. Subscribers to the StoryShare service may print and use this material as it was intended in sermons, in worship and classroom settings, in brief devotions, in radio spots, and as newsletter fillers. No additional permission is required from the publisher for such use by subscribers only. Inquiries should be addressed to permissions@csspub.com or to Permissions, CSS Publishing Company, Inc., 5450 N. Dixie Highway, Lima, Ohio 45807.
UPCOMING WEEKS
In addition to the lectionary resources there are thousands of non-lectionary, scripture based resources...
Signup for FREE!
(No credit card needed.)
Proper 13 | OT 18 | Pentecost 11
31 – Sermons
180+ – Illustrations / Stories
34 – Children's Sermons / Resources
22 – Worship Resources
30 – Commentary / Exegesis
2 – Pastor's Devotions
and more...
Proper 14 | OT 19 | Pentecost 12
30 – Sermons
180+ – Illustrations / Stories
29 – Children's Sermons / Resources
22 – Worship Resources
29 – Commentary / Exegesis
2 – Pastor's Devotions
and more...
Proper 15 | OT 20 | Pentecost 13
30 – Sermons
180+ – Illustrations / Stories
33 – Children's Sermons / Resources
21 – Worship Resources
30 – Commentary / Exegesis
2 – Pastor's Devotions
and more...
Plus thousands of non-lectionary, scripture based resources...
Signup for FREE!
(No credit card needed.)

New & Featured This Week

The Immediate Word

Katy Stenta
Mary Austin
Christopher Keating
Dean Feldmeyer
George Reed
Tom Willadsen
For August 18, 2024:

StoryShare

Frank Ramirez
At Gibeon the Lord appeared to Solomon in a dream by night, and God said, “Ask what I should give you.” (v. 5)

Wishes are wonderful — and mostly imaginary. Those of us who remember back in the day when the arrival of the Sears catalog was a big deal may remember circling items as a sort of wish list. After all, who hasn’t at one time, or another wished their wish — or wishes — would come true? But of course, in any good story about wishes, there are limitations, a catch, or a twist. Remember. Wishes are tricky.

Emphasis Preaching Journal

Frank Ramirez
Mark Ellingsen
Bill Thomas
Bonnie Bates
1 Kings 2:10-12, 3:3-14
One of Aesop’s fables is about a turtle who envied the ducks who swam in the pond where he lived. He heard their stories describing the wonders of the world that they had seen, and he was filled with a great desire to travel. Being a turtle, though, he was unable to travel far. Finally, two ducks offered to help him. One of the ducks said, “We will each hold an end of a stick in our mouths. You hold the stick in your mouth. We will carry you through the air so that you can see what we see when we fly. But be quiet or you will be sorry.”
Mark Ellingsen
1 Kings 2:10-12; 3:3-14

The Village Shepherd

Janice B. Scott
Roly Poly Prickle was in something of a mess. His mother had warned him never to go near the rubbish bins in the park, but Roly Poly had been curious. He knew that human beings threw things away in the rubbish bins, and he wanted to know exactly what it was they threw away. So he scurried along on his four short legs as quickly as he could, keeping out of the way of park keepers and other awkward people.

SermonStudio

John E. Sumwalt
Jo Perry-Sumwalt
There was no warning. One moment, busy afternoon rush hour crowds were bustling in and out of the subway terminal. Men and women of various ages, carrying briefcases, shopping bags, backpacks and young children, brushed determinedly past one another on their way to and from countless locations. A group of tourists with floral print shirts and cameras craned their necks to take in the vaulted ceilings and marble pillars of the old 96th Street terminal as they descended into its artificially lit atmosphere.
James Evans
(See Epiphany 4/Ordinary Time 4, Cycle B, for an alternative approach.)

Psalm 111 is a carefully crafted, alphabetic acrostic. The subject of the acrostic is the praise of God, for all that God is and does. This theme is developed by 22 lines of Hebrew poetry, each one of which begins with a successive letter of the Hebrew alphabet. The content of this psalm makes it very clear that it was written by someone who wanted to give thankful testimony about God's goodness to the worshiping community.

Robert Leslie Holmes
This bread is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world ... Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day.
-- John 6:51, 54

Richard E. Gribble, CSC
John Harding had it all; his credentials were impeccable. He had a wonderful family. His wife, Sally, was one of those people everyone enjoys meeting. His eight-year-old son, Rick, was a good student, enjoyed athletics, and obeyed his parents. John himself had moved up the corporate ladder. After graduating from Arizona State University, where he played baseball well enough to be offered a professional contract, he moved to California's "Silicon Valley" and signed on with one of the many software companies with headquarters in the region.
Sue Anne Steffey Morrow
In three swift verses, the succession is accomplished, finally. And David sleeps with his fathers and is buried in the city of David. Our prayer for David, companion in these past weeks, is that David sleeps, at last, in peace. For in those last years, David is so advanced in years, so old, that he cannot get warm. They cover him with clothes, but he does not get warm. They bring him a young maiden to lie beside him, but he does not get warm. I imagine David shivers in the knowledge of all that his life has taught him, the hard way.

Special Occasion

Wildcard SSL