4 Rejoice[c] in the Lord always;
again I will say, Rejoice.[d] 5 Let your gentleness be
known to everyone. The Lord is near. 6 Do not worry about
anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let
your requests be made known to God.7 And the peace of God,
which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in
Christ Jesus.
8 Finally, beloved,[e] whatever is true,
whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is
pleasing, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence and if there is
anything worthy of praise, think about[f] these things. 9 Keep on doing the
things that you have learned and received and heard and seen in me, and the God
of peace will be with you.
10 I rejoice[g] in the Lord greatly
that now at last you have revived your concern for me; indeed, you were
concerned for me, but had no opportunity to show it.[h] 11 Not that I am referring to being in need; for I have learned to be
content with whatever I have.
I love what Paul says here in
Philippians. “Rejoice in the Lord
always. Again I say rejoice!”
Joy is an important part of being a
Christian.
Our Old Testament lesson says,
“Shout for Joy!”
Our first hymn says, “Rejoice Ye
Pure In Heart.”
In a few minutes we will sing
another hymn which will say, “Rejoice give thanks and sing!”
Smile, God loves you!
Don’t worry! Be happy!
But what if you are not in a good
mood? What if you don’t feel like
smiling or signing praises to God?
You ever come to church in a bad
mood?
Maybe it is something small. Your back hearts on Sunday morning from all
of the yard work you did on Saturday. Or
you are upset with your spouse or someone in your family. Or breakfast just didn’t go very well?’
Or it is something that is not
small at all.
You have cancer, and you are so
tired of the radiation or chemo therapy.
You don’t have a job – or you have
a job, but you aren’t sure you will have one next week.
Your bills are way too high, and
your salary is way too low.
Your son or your granddaughter
spent the weekend in jail.
And yet, here is Paul saying,
“Rejoice in the Lord always. Again I say
rejoice!”
Man! If you are in a bad mood or if you are filled
with sorrow, it sometimes seems like the last thing you need is for someone to
come to you bubbling over with joy telling you to rejoice!
Who does Paul think he is to tell
us to rejoice?
But wait a minute here!
At the beginning of his letter he
says, “I am in chains for the Lord,” and he meant that literally. Paul is in prison.
Paul is going through a difficult
time.
But Paul had often gone through
difficult times.
In another
one of his letters, in II Corinthians, chapter 11, Paul reflects on his
life. He says, “I have worked much
harder, been in prison more frequently, been flogged more severely, and been
exposed to death again and again.
“Five times I received from the
Jews the forty lashes minus one.
“Three times I was beaten with
rods, once I was stoned, three times I was shipwrecked, I spent a night and a
day in the open sea,
“I have been constantly on the
move.
“I have been in danger from rivers,
in danger from bandits, in danger from my own countrymen, in danger from
Gentiles; in danger in the city, in danger in the country, in danger at sea;
and in danger from false brothers.
“I have labored and toiled and have
often gone without sleep; I have known hunger and thirst and have often gone
without food; I have been cold and naked. Besides everything else, I face daily
the pressure of my concern for all the churches.”
Paul has had a difficult life. And yet, he wrote, “Rejoice in the Lord
always, again I say rejoice.”
How can you feel joy in worship, or
in life in general, when things are not going your way?
First, “Don’t be anxious.”
Paul says, “Rejoice in the Lord
always, again I say rejoice,” and he follows that with the mandate, “Don’t be
anxious for anything.”
But Paul didn’t live in 21st
Century America
– we are anxious about EVERYTHING.
Years ago, my son went to his first
day of Kindergarten. His Mom was
excited, I was excited. My son was a bit
reserved. He didn’t seem to be anxious,
just reserved. I thought perhaps he was
simply trying to act cool.
When he got home, I asked him, “How
was your first day of Kindergarten?”
“Terrible,” he said. “It was the second worst day of my entire
life.”
I suppose I should have started by
asking what made Kindergarten so bad, but first, I really needed to satisfy my
curiousity. “Son,” I asked, “What was
the first worst day of your
entire life?”
My 5 year old son plopped onto the
sofa and said with despair, “The first day of college.”
A lot of things we are anxious
about are things that are nothing – it is as if we look for things to worry
about.
I think that a lot of people in the
corporate world are so anxious about being sued; they go overboard to warn us
about the dangers of their products.
In every McDonalds, there is a sign
somewhere that says, “Warning, coffee may be hot.” I think most customers WANT their coffee hot,
but years ago someone spilled some McDonalds coffee in his lap, got badly
burned and was actually in the hospital for 8 days where she had to receive
skin grafts for the 3rd degree burns that covered 16% of her body. (Leibeck v. McDonalds, 1994). They were terrible burns and this poor woman
really suffered, and she successfully sued McDonalds. So now, McDonalds has anxiety about that and
has put up warning signs about the hot coffee is hot.
On my wife’s hair dryer there is a
tag that reads, “Warning, do not use hair dryer while in the bathtub.”
I read this on an iron – “Caution,
do not iron clothes while wearing them.”
We are bombarded with warnings
about food and drugs that cause cancer in laboratory mice. I actually read on a box of rat poison – RAT
POISON: “Warning, this product has been
found to cause cancer in laboratory mice.”
Some things are not worth being
anxious about.
Some things, however, are worth the
worry.
Harry S Truman ran for reelection
and campaigned against Dewey in 1948. On
November 2nd, Truman voted, went to a small hotel, took a bath and
went to bed. Thomas E. Dewey stayed
awake all night long.
Both men believed in what they were
doing and both believed he was the best candidate for the president. But Truman knew he had done all he could do,
and went to bed and slept.
Years ago,
I had a parishioner who had to have his leg amputated. Mr. Sanders was always in a good mood. Whenever you asked him how he was doing, he
would say, “Ohhh, I am sooo happy.”
But on the
night before his surgery, I went to visit him, knowing he would not be
happy. He had followed every instruction
the doctor had given him. He had
struggled for months to keep his leg. Now he was about to lose it. His life was about to change.
I went into
the hospital room, and Mr. Sanders looked at me and said, “I’m still happy.”
“Are you
sure,” I asked. “You are facing a major
event in your life.”
“I’ve done
everything I could do. Now there is no
choice. Tomorrow I will wake up without
my right leg. But I’m happy that I have
good doctors, good therapists, a good church, and a good family – and starting
tomorrow everyone is going to be there for me and help me learn how to live
without my leg.”
“Happy” was
probably not the best choice of words, but when Mr. Sanders used it, what he
probably meant was that he was at peace.
He was free of anxiety.
He was
about to do something he didn’t want to do, but he knew he could face reality
without fear.
How do you
get to that point? How do you free
yourself from anxiety?
Well, Paul
said, “Rejoice in the Lord always, again I say rejoice… Do not be anxious about
anything, but pray…”
I had an Associate Pastor once who
was fresh out of seminary. Great
guy. Fantastic minister. But being fresh out of seminary, he didn’t
have the confidence he should have had.
And he developed a rash around his abdomen. He went to the doctor. The doctor said it wasn’t an allergy. It wasn’t eczema. It seemed to be some sort of stress related
symptom.
The doctor asked, “Are you under a
lot of stress at work.”
“Oh yes,” my colleague said.
“What do you do for a living,” the
doctor asked.
“I’m a Presbyterian minister.”
The doctor paused for a moment and
then asked, “Have you ever tried… prayer?”
My friend loves to tell that story
on himself.
Pray
What do you do when you can’t
rejoice? What do you do when you are
anxious?
Pray.
You don’t have to be in a good,
happy mood to come to worship. Sometimes
you come to worship because you are not happy, you are not rejoicing.
You come to pray, because you need
to be in a better spiritual place in your life.
One commentator said that anxiety
and prayer are more opposed to one another than fire and water. I like the way
a church sign said it, "If your knees are knocking, kneel on them." [i]
Another way of dealing with life
when you don’t feel like rejoicing, is to include in your prayers not only
petitions to God that the Lord would change your situation, but to lift up
prayers of thanks to God.
Now don’t misunderstand.
Paul is not giving a shallow, “Look
on the bright side of life,” approach to life’s problems.
Paul is in prison, and he knows the
harsh reality of his life. He is in
chains. But the Philippian Church
has sent him a gift, and Paul writes them a thank you note. The New Testament letter to the Phillipians
is a thank you note.
Paul does not ignore the harsh
reality of his life in prison, but he balances it with a gratitude for the
things for which he is thankful.
I remember being with a parishioner
for several hours. We were in a hospital
waiting room. Her daughter was having
surgery, and she had no other family, and I stayed with the mother. We chatted away and she told me all about
herself, and finally she said, “I’ve told you all about me, but I don’t know
that much about you. Are your parents
still living?”
I told her my parents had both
died. Mom had died of emphysema and my
Dad had died from the same disease years later.
She asked me if I had any brothers
and sisters.
I said I’d had two sisters, but one
died during surgery and the other died as a child.
The parishioner looked at me and
said, “My word, you have lived such a tragic life.”
No!
Not at all.
I had never thought that I’d had a
tragic life.
My Dad lived a long life and he
knew he was about to die and as he was waiting for death, he told me, “I’ve
lived a great life.”
What a wonderful gift to hear a
loved one say that before death.
When my mother died, my first
reaction was one of thankfulness. Her
death had not been an easy one, but had been very painful. When she died I was so thankful that for her
pain was now over and that she had entered the joy of God’s peace.
My oldest sister died while receiving
a transplant. It hadn’t succeeded
because she had emergency, experimental surgery 10 years earlier. Doctors did not know until the transplant
that the experimental surgery would prevent them from being able to succeed at
the transplant. But the experimental
surgery had given her ten years she would not have had otherwise. What a great gift. She was able to see her children graduate
from college, get married, and she met all but one of her grandchildren.
Few things can be harder on a
family than having one of the children die.
And while my family grieved deeply and for a long time, we were always
grateful and thankful that this child had been adopted by our family and that
we were able to provide her with a happy home during her short life.
Paul says, “Rejoice in the Lord
always, again I say rejoice… Do not be anxious about anything, but in
everything, by prayer and petition, with thankfulness, present your requests to
God.”
So what happens then? Are you able to finally rejoice because God
hears your prayers and does what you want him to do?
Not always.
In fact, not often.
I told you that I had two
sisters. One died as a child. She had a brain tumor and she was sick for a
long, long time. Our oldest sister had
such faith. She prayed that God would
heal that child. And believed. She knew without doubt that God would heal
our sister.
My oldest sister got married and
our younger sister was unable to go to the wedding. But the wedding reception was held at our
home, and during the reception the child was brought downstairs to say goodbye
right before our oldest sister left for her honeymoon.
My oldest sister knew that the
child would soon be healed. She had such
faith. She’d prayed so often and so
hard.
That night, the child went into a
coma and never recovered consciousness.
She died ten days later.
My sister completely rejected
God. How could a loving God let a child
die?
She prayed so hard. She had believed. God had let her down.
For over a year, she refused to
pray or to believe in God. She became
bitter. But the day came when she felt
overwhelmed by the peace of God. It was
the moment she held her newborn, first infant child in her own arms.
My oldest sister never received
what she desired, which was for our sister to be healed and to live. She received something better – a peace that
was beyond her ability to understand. It
was a peace that helped face the death of a sister. It was a peace that helped her raise two
children of her own. It was a peace that
helped her face a decade long illness of her own.
A peace that enabled her to rejoice
even in sorrow.
When we pray, we should not think
we are sitting on the lap of Santa Claus giving a list of things we want. Prayer is not a way of directing God to do
our will as if he was some sort of “cosmic bellhop who is neither very bright
nor very efficient.”[ii] When we pray, we seek to find a way to
rejoice once again.
And so we come to worship – whether
we are in a good mood, or a bad mood. We
come to worship, in search of God and of his peace.
Copyright 2014, Dr. Maynard Pittendreigh
[i] George Antonakos, Associate Pastor, Central Presbyterian Church of Baltimore , Maryland ,
“A Prescription for Anxiety.”
[ii]
"This doctrine of the material efficacy of prayer reduces the Creator to a
cosmic bellhop of a not very bright or reliable kind." -- Herbert J.
Muller