We get to hear some pretty
significant promises at the end of our reading from Revelation this morning.
“God will wipe away every tear from
their eyes.”
And this is not a new promise.
It is a promise that God made through
the prophets, in the Psalms, and through Jesus Christ.
We hear it echoed in Paul’s letters.
I was thinking of this passage and
the list of names that we read at the start of worship this morning.
The names that I put on that list I
have shed many tears for those people.
I have cried before, during, and
after funerals for all of them.
I have cried because I knew that I
would miss them.
I cried because in some significant
way they touched my life.
They gave a part of themselves too
me, for me.
I am sure that if you put down names
that we read this morning you too cried for those that you loved.
If you are visiting with us for the
first time, and you could think of someone you know and loved who died that you
cried tears for their loss.
What a great promise we receive from
God when there will be a time when we don’t have to cry those tears anymore.
What a great day it will be when
death is no longer a factor that we have to contend with.
And the reason we won’t have to
contend with it is because we will be standing in the presence of God.
We will be by the throne of God, with
the Jesus as our shepherd.
We will see fully what now we can
only glimpse in a mirror dimly.
I can’t wait for that day.
I hold firm to that promise that is
given in Revelation.
But here we are in the meantime.
Here we are today.
When there are tears.
And the reason for those tears is
because someone else took time, gave time, to love us and care for us.
We formed a relationship with
someone.
And that is what we are talking about
this morning.
We are talking about what we do in
the meantime while we wait for the fulfillment of that ancient promise that we
spoken through the prophets, sung in Psalms, and give to us in Jesus Christ.
While we wait we steward.
We take the things that God gave us,
and we use them for the sake of others.
We know that they are not ours, they
are only on loan.
We know this because we read these
names and are reminded that nothing is forever, we only have so many days.
And it is what we do with those days.
It is how we live, and how we give
what God gave us.
How we steward God’s gifts.
Every one of the people who I wrote
on this list gave something to me, for me.
They stewarded the things they had so
that I can stand here today and be a pastor.
People on that list took time to give
the greatest gift we can give another human being, our love.
They also, gave me money and time.
My dad is on this list.
And every time I would leave him he
would give me $20.00 for gas.
He didn’t have to do that, and maybe
he had to go without something he wanted to be able to give that gift, but he
did it.
That is not to mention all the other
things he sacrificed for me.
Nils Johnson was my college chaplain,
and he gave me so much of his time.
I spent countless hours in his
office, asking questions, arguing with him.
He gave of himself for me.
I was thinking about my Uncle Gilly whose
name I wrote down.
At his funeral for his eulogy I talked
about how he always tried to enter my world and understand me.
That is a great gift we can give another
person.
I am here because these people and many
other took time to get to know me, love me, give of themselves for me.
And that is just it, that none of us
is here this morning because we are strong willed people.
All of us owe this life that we have
to someone else.
We are here because someone was a
steward of God’s gift.
We are here because someone took the
time to care and love us.
And I can tell you that is in short
supply.
Even more than this all of those
names I wrote down took time to put up with my sin.
I know you all are thinking, “But
pastor you are so wonderful.” (You are thinking that right?)
The truth is that I am not that
wonderful.
I am difficult, and sinful.
But those people loved me enough to
see through it, to put up with it, and to be gentle and forgiving.
So much of our lives now are so mean
and hard.
How much better we all are when we
are stewards of what God has given, and when we use those gifts to love others.
“See what love the father has given
us.”
How much better are we to be able to
steward God’s love towards others.
That is what we are thinking about
today.
Stewardship Sunday is not merely
about writing down a number on a card.
It is about us thinking about the
ways that we use what God has given to love and care for others, and the world.
How are we stewarding others?
What will our legacy be as Saints of
God?
How will we be remembered when our
names are read on All Saints Sunday in the future?
All of these people are saints
because of God’s love and the way they shared that love.
Of course all the names I wrote down
not one of those people was perfect.
They were all flawed humans.
I could tell you how they were
flawed.
But love covers a multitude of Sins.
Love helps us reconcile to each
other.
And when we are stewards we use the
love of God to help overcome our short comings to be with others.
I was in the supermarket the other
day and there was a beauty magazine cover that said, “Just do this one thing
and stop aging.”
What a ridiculus thing to promise.
We all know that we can’t stop that
process.
We are all aging.
As people of faith we know that our
days on this earth are not infinite.
And we know that we have limited time
to be stewards of this gift of life.
That is what we remember today the
finite amount of time we all have.
But also the time we have to love
each other, the preciousness of that time.
The tears we shed because we always
want more time, it always goes too fast.
And finally we remember the promise.
I know that every time I lose someone
I love I am comforted by my faith.
I am comforted to know that the
person I lost is not gone but worshipping at the throne of God.
And it reminds me of the importance
of being a steward of the time I have here now.
I always wonder why God doesn’t just
hurry up and make the promise a reality all ready.
But perhaps there is something in the
stewarding.
There is beauty in the between time.
There is joy now, because of the love
we receive from God and the love we share.
I think that those times really make
God joyful.
We forget that Revelation was written
to a community of believers that were wondering if God still cared for them.
They were facing persecution and
injustice.
They were facing death.
Revelation was written to remind them
of the promise, of the love that God has for us, and the stewarding we do now
in this time.
It was written to saints of God to
remain faithful in difficult uncertain times.
It was written for sinners to
remember that God was still in control.
It is written for us today so that we
can remember again the promise, to hold firm, and rejoice that we have been
loved by others, and have seen a glimpse of God’s love through them.
So today we pray for the hasting of
the day when our tears will be no more.
And we ask for strength in the
meantime to be stewards of the love given to us by God.
Amen