Community Church Sermons

 

November 4, 2007

All Saints Sunday

“Looking Back”

 

 

Luke 6:20-23a

 

          

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The Christian Church has, from the beginning, paid humble respect to those who have given up their lives for the sake of the Gospel. The journey from the Cross - where Jesus died - to this present place and time contains countless stories of heroic women, men and even children who kept the faith through all the seasons of life and even in the face of death. Not only do we number among these saints the likes of Mary and Peter and Magdalene and Paul and John and Priscilla and all the disciples, but also those who came after them, most of whose names are unknown to us, but are known to God. And then, of course, there are the saints of our memory – our mothers and fathers and children and grandparents and friends and neighbors and fellow church members who have gone before us into the presence of God.

 

It was some time in the 4th century that the Church decided to set a feast day to honor the saints and, about a hundred years later, the date for All Saints Day was finally fixed on November 1st.  In our tradition, the Communion Sunday following All Saints Day is very special as we remember the saints of our lives and commune with them at the Table of the Lord.

 

My father, Martin Conrad Singley, Jr., died on the day after All Saints in 1973 – 34 years ago. I always experience a deep reunion of sorts with my dad when we come to the Communion table on this Sunday, and since my mother’s passing almost two years ago, I can visualize them now walking hand-in-hand down the aisle to gather with me and you and all the saints at the Table.

 

Who are some of the dear ones you see coming down the aisle today? Who are the saints of your life?

 

The great hymn “For All The Saints” is the song we sing for them today:

 

For all the saints, who from their labours rest,

Who Thee by faith before the world confessed,

Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever blessed.

Alleluia, Alleluia!

 

O blest communion, fellowship divine!

We feebly struggle, they in glory shine;

All are one in Thee, for all are Thine.

Alleluia, Alleluia!

 

From earth’s wide bounds, from ocean’s farthest coast,

Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host,

And singing to Father, Son and Holy Ghost:

Alleluia, Alleluia!

 

Can you see beyond the obvious today? Can you peek behind the thin veil that separates us from eternity? Can you see their faces, and hear their voices among us?

 

Can you see the victory that has been won for them?

 

I will make no bones about the fact that one of my favorite hymns is “For All The Saints” even as hard as it is to sing. And that my least favorite Christian song of the modern period – as easy as it is to sing - is, “I Can Only Imagine” by Mercy Me. I will grant you that “I Can Only Imagine” has been a great crossover hit, and that I am probably the only person in the world who hates the song. But I have my reasons.

 

One of them is that I object to the imagination that cannot see heaven as anything more than a church service that never gets over. YOU may want to spend eternity in worship, but for people like Bob and Tim and Rhonda and me who punch the clock every Sunday, Wednesday and soon-to-come Saturday, that’s OVERTIME! And I suspect that those of you who find yourselves checking your watch during our services just might find it a little tedious to sit through a service that runs over by, say…TEN MILLION YEARS!

 

No, I believe that heaven is much like earth, and that life beyond the grave is just that – LIFE! And that the songs of praise we sing in heaven are songs that arise out of our LIVING! No, I don’t want to go to church for the rest of time, but I would like to go fishing with Jesus, and hiking in the mountains, and share with him all the things he loved to do when he was among us. I’d like to try that walking on water thing, and find out if I could – like Jesus – be a healer to those who come to heaven broken. I’d love to see how stars are made, and maybe to give God a hand in creating the first sunrise of a brand new planet. Wouldn’t that be awesome?

 

See, I think the problem we have with thinking about heaven is a lack of perspective. We can only speculate about the details of heaven because none of us has ever been there before. Peering FORWARD into the future is pure imagination.

 

It would be far better to look BACK.

 

That’s where the saints come in. You see, the song of praise they lift up is for the victory God gave them over the challenges that life brought their way – over poverty, injustice, cancer, murder, suicide, birth defect, automobile accident, untimely death.

 

Think of the saints of your life as they join us at the Table today. They left us – many of them -  in moments of great tragedy and sadness. You and I can still feel the emptiness and pain of their loss. And yet here they come this morning, marching down the aisle to the Table of the Lord, singing songs of great praise and joy for God has given them victory!

 

The saints are a testimony to the faithfulness of God. Cancer did not win. Poverty did not prevail. Injustice was not permanent. Death was not the end. The gracious hand of God our Savior has overcome all of the sad and tragic circumstances that touched the saints’ lives on earth!

 

This is the promise of the Gospel!

 

“Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the kingdom of God. Blessed are you who hunger now, for you will be satisfied. Blessed are you who weep now, for you will laugh….”

 

Looking back, the saints are able to see that the promises were kept.

 

So rather than our looking ahead and speculating about what heaven will be like, it would be much better if we were to simply stand with the saints today and join them in looking BACK. If we were to do that, perhaps we would see what they see – the loving hand of God at work, keeping his promises, and redeeming every circumstance of our lives.

 

I think the saints would have laughed at me, when I was 10 or 11 years old and thought my life was over. My best friend Dennis Astrella and I had decided to get into the field of modern rocketry so we went downtown to Henry’s Hobby Shop and bought a model rocket, along with some solid fuel rocket motor cells. We put the rocket together, gathered up a makeshift launching pad, a battery and some wires, and went up into the big empty field behind the new high school. There, we assembled our own version of Cape Canaveral, put the rocket on the pad, connected the wires, had a countdown – 3-2-1 – and WOOOOOSH – off the rocket soared into the heavens, leaving a thick plume of white smoke behind. It was awesome!

 

And it was hot! REALLY hot, we discovered! We had set the field on fire! And there was just enough of a breeze that we couldn’t put the flames out. The blaze took off, racing toward the nearby subdivision. And we took off, too – running home as fast as our little legs could carry us. I ran right upstairs into my bedroom, and got under the covers. In the distance, I could hear the wail of sirens. I stayed there under the covers for the next three years! Or so it seemed. All I knew then was that my life was over – caput – at 10 years of age.

 

Or so I thought. Have there been times when YOU thought tomorrow would never come? There have been many such times in my life, and yet here I am. There you are! We somehow made it through.

 

Do you know why?

 

“Blessed are you poor, for yours is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are you who hunger now, for you shall be satisfied. Blessed are you who weep now, for you shall laugh…”

 

Human life has tremendous resiliency, and it does because God loves us and has promised to never abandon us. Others may forsake us and flee, and we may even give up on ourselves. But God never gives up on his children. God is faithful and true!

 

And that’s the message the saints proclaim as they stream into the sanctuary and gather with us about the table.

 

Looking back, they rejoice that there were no real endings in life – no tragedies that remained tragedies forever, no failures that stayed failures, no lack that remain unfulfilled.

 

God kept his word.

 

And so listen to the saints today as you consider your life. Yes, there are challenges and sorrows and many broken things. Your life is your life, and life throws a lot of difficulty our way.

 

But we are not left to face life alone. God loves us. God is with us. God will give us victory!

 

And as we come together at the table today, listen to the saints, telling us it is so!