Sunday, August 27, 2017

Confess the Faith

St. Paul’s Church in Bergen, Jersey City NJ
August 27, 2017

Year A, Proper 16: The Twelfth Sunday after Pentecost
Isaiah 51:1-6
Psalm 138
Romans 12:1-8
Matthew 16:13-20

Confess the Faith
            If you’ve been in church lately, you know that we’ve been hearing a lot about the flawed but lovable Apostle Peter.
            A couple of weeks ago, we heard the story of the Transfiguration when Peter, James, and John witness Jesus transformed on the mountain, getting to see Moses and Elijah, getting a glimpse of heaven, and, if that wasn’t enough, getting to hear the voice of God!
            Appropriately enough, Peter wanted to memorialize this event by building three booths right there on the mountain, but it was not to be.
            Instead, Jesus and his friends had to come down off the mountain and face their destiny.
            And then we heard the story of Peter and the other disciples on a boat, at sea during a terrible storm - a storm that sounded like it was scary even for an experienced fisherman like Peter.
            And then in the morning, Jesus appeared – and appeared to be walking on the water – which made no sense, right? So, an understandably frightened and confused Peter says, “Lord, if it is you command me to come to you on the water.”
            Jesus says, “Come.”
            And, Peter takes a few bold steps out onto the water before he loses confidence, loses faith, and reaching out to Jesus for help.
            And, now, today, Jesus asks his disciples those famous and profound questions:
            First: “Who do people say that the Son of Man is?”
            And, in reply, the disciples rattle off the usual suspects.
            And then, Jesus asks a more pointed, more personal question:
            “But, who do you say that I am?”
            And, of all people, it’s the uneducated fisherman Peter, the one who so often got it wrong and who will continue to mess up in ways both large and small, it’s Peter who gets the answer right:
            “You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God.”
            In the Church, this incident is called the “confession” of St. Peter – and it’s considered such a big deal that every January we celebrate it as a major feast.
            But, it’s sort of an unusual use of the word “confession,” right?
            Usually when we think of “confession” we think of admitting wrongdoing and asking for forgiveness. In church we make a confession of sin and some Roman Catholic and Episcopal churches have confessionals where confessions take place, in private.
            But, there is another, in fact older, meaning of “confession” – to admit what’s in our hearts, to declare what we believe to be true.
            So, yes, Peter confesses what he, by God’s grace, has come to believe and know – the truth that he will give away his life sharing with others:
            Jesus is the Messiah, the Son of the living God.
            And, you know, especially today, in our time and place, we desperately need to recover this sense of “confession.”
            We all need to be “confessors.”
            I believe I’ve mentioned to you that just about my favorite priestly thing to do is to baptize. And, I also enjoy preparing people for Baptism – either their own or the Baptism of their child.
            As part of that preparation, we always go over the Baptismal Covenant, spending a little extra time on the promise to “proclaim by word and example the Good News of God in Christ.”
            And, when we talk about that I always say how, at first glance, it would seem that the “example” is more difficult than the “word,” right?
            After all, we’ve all heard and know that talk is cheap.
            Maybe some of us have heard the quote attributed to St. Francis:
“Preach the Gospel at all times. If necessary, use words.”
            That sounds right, or sounds like it should be right, but actually it’s not right at all.
            First of all, St. Francis never said it – and, in fact, he spent plenty of time preaching with words – even, we’re told, preaching to the animals!
            Second, in my time here at St. Paul’s, I’ve come to know that most, if not all, of us do our best to live good and decent lives, trying to raise good children and grandchildren, trying to be good friends and neighbors, trying to do our part to make the world a better place.
            And, while that’s certainly not easy, I think for most of us living that way comes pretty naturally.
            But, it’s not enough.
            Unfortunately, in our time and place, the loudest and most influential “Christian” voices are usually the most intolerant, most ignorant, most hypocritical, and most hateful. And, I’m sorry to say it, but many people out there think that’s who we are, that’s what we believe, that’s what a Christian looks and sounds like.
So, whether we like it or not, we need to actually say who we are and what we believe.
            As Paul asks in his letter to the Romans, “…how are they to believe in one whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone to proclaim him?”
            Like Peter, we need to confess our faith boldly.
            So, what might that look and sound like?
            Well, I don’t think it necessarily means we grab a Bible or a prayer book and go stand at Journal Square confessing our faith to commuters as they make their way to and from work – though, who knows, maybe for some of us that’s exactly the ministry we’re called to.
            But, I think all of us are called to confess our faith in those everyday, seemingly ordinary, moments of interaction and conversation.
            So, let’s imagine: it’s Monday morning at work or school or even just in your neighborhood or building, and a co-worker or another student or a neighbor asks, “So, whatcha do over the weekend?”
            There it is, right? A moment of decision. An opportunity to confess our faith  – or not.
            Do you mention that you gave up a chunk of time on Sunday and went to church? Do you say this knowing that it might make your friend look at you kind of funny, like you’re a “holy roller” or some kind of religious fanatic?
            Do you admit that this wasn’t some one shot deal, either, that actually, you’re in church most Sundays and that you come here because it’s meaningful and important to you?
            Do you confess that, yes, although you sometimes doubt and waver like everybody else, you try to put your faith in Jesus, that you believe Jesus is the Messiah, the Son of the Living God?
            Confession.
            It sounds kind of funny, sort of counter-intuitive, but we are meant to not just walk the walk but also talk the talk.
            Like imperfect Peter, each in our own way, we’re called to confess our faith, to actually tell people the Good News – the Good News that they so desperately need to hear.
            As we say to brand-new Christians at the end of every Baptism, “Confess the faith of Christ crucified, proclaim his resurrection, and share with us in his eternal priesthood.”
            May we have the grace and courage to confess our faith.
            Amen.