Thursday, February 9, 2012

Arrival (Part 3)

This is fourth section of a series of reflections upon my time with the Mennonites of Delano.  To read the first three sections, simply click on their link in the adjacent column.

“So, tell me again, just why you are spending three days with these folks?”  My sister and brother-in-law were kind enough to pick me up in Louisville and ferry me to Athens.  Along the way they tried to grasp just exactly what I was up to. “Just what are you hoping to get out of this?” my sister asked.  I explained my initial attraction and then went on to list a couple of concrete questions I wanted to explore.  What took about 70 miles to explain then I can now fortunately do in less than 70 words. 
Like a Spanish conquistador I am after wealth and I have heard rumors that the Mennonites have it in abundance.  However, instead of taking the form of gold, silver or jewels, their treasure comes in the less obvious forms of community, simplicity and non-violence.  Unlike the conquistador, I do not want to steal these things, but to touch, to taste, to see, to experience and if possible to take copies home. 
The day before my parents were to drop me off Erin asked me if I was nervous or excited.  To which I answered, ‘yes.’  A community organizer I knew in Philadelphia once told me that we fear what we don’t know.  To be sure there was much I did not know about the community in which I was about to spend the next three days.  As ironic as this may sound, I felt a bit like the day before my first day in the army.  The military base is a different culture with its own customs, regulations and expectations and intimidating to those who don’t know the culture.  Like that first day in the army, I was afraid that I would misinterpret a custom or violate a regulation to the embarrassment of me or my host.  Thankfully, most of those fears faded the moment I stepped out of the car at the house of Nick and Sarah’s.  Unlike the day I drove through those gates at Ft. Gordon, I was at ease.      

Not to scale

          One thing you can say about my dad, he has never struggled to make conversation.  He has a gift for finding common ground with just about anyone and it didn’t take long for Nick and him to start tilling the soil.  They rambled on about soil types, tomato varieties and pest control while I stepped back and watched.  I felt a measure of pride that my dad could speak this common language of the earth and a hint of shame that I spoke it so poorly.  At the same time I was freed to just observe.  It was in so doing that I made my first discovery. 
After the beards and Little House dresses, the first thing one notices about plain folk is their pace.   This is most apparent in conversations where they… just… slow… things… down.   Don’t be confused, they don’t necessarily talk slow.  Rather they talk without haste.  In modern society, a long pause or silence is usually awkward or a sign to wrap things up.  In Delano, silence is a friend.  On more than one occasion I found myself on the verge of filling what I felt as an awkward silence only to have the speaker continue with their story.  I watched as Nick responded to my dad’s questions with slow measured thoughts.  As the conversation continued, a funny thing happened.  I noticed that my Dad’s speech pattern was slowing a bit as well.  Ever so gradually, it was becoming like Nick’s.  Though I can’t speak for my dad, I felt my anxiety and concerns dissipate like the speed of my father’s speech.         
          Leon showed up while Nick was telling my dad about the oxen he was raising.  We’d stopped by his house before Nick’s where we met his eight year old son Jacob.  When asked when his dad would be home Jacob replied, “I think he’ll be back in a day or two.”  A day or two?   I live in a world where someone will abandon an appointment if the other person is 15 minutes late.  It is a world where my days are often planned down to the minute.  Not so here. 
As it turns out, Leon had just returned from helping to build a house in the Englewood community.  The rapid growth of the fellowship forced the community to purchase another farm to settle.  Having grown up in the area, I knew that Englewood was less than thirty minutes away, of course, this is by car.  Leon explained that it takes two and a half hours to get there.  Of course, this is by horse and buggy. 
                Sarah Alley, Nick’s wife, inadvertently gave me the best tip for understanding the change in time.  After my parents left, Nick handed me a piece of paper upon which Sarah had made a list of meals and the families with whom I’d be eating.  On the back of that paper she drew a map indicating the locations of the Martin, Rhodes and Hufford farms.  Above that map she wrote, “Not to scale.”  Over the next few days I would learn that not only was this map not to scale, but neither was their time.  In Psalm 90 we read that “a thousand days in our eyes are but a moment to you.”  In Delano, I came to see that an hour in our time is but 20 minutes to them.  Where we’d talk for five minutes, they’d go fifteen.  Where we’d have coffee for thirty minutes, they’d go ninety.  Where we’d worship for an hour, they’d go three.  Were I Greek I would have realized that I was shifting from chronos (time measured in hours, minutes and seconds) to kairos time (time measured in seasons).  But as I am not Greek I failed to realize this at the time.  Had I heard this before arriving at Delano I might have dreaded it.  Instead, I eased into it as comfortably as slipping into a warm bath.   

[UPDATE:  Though I intended to post the rest of my story on this site, after some conversation with my Delano friends, I've decided to not use the internet as a medium for sharing the story.  I am in final edits of the reflection and will be happy to e-mail a digital or mail a hard copy of the story when it is finished.  If you would like to receive either, please e-mail me at kwsikes@hotmail.com and let me know.  Thanks.]

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

February 5 SERVE

How can we grow more fully into community worth sharing?  Last week I gave you the word salt.  For us to be worth sharing we need to be in places that are short on flavor.  At the same time, we need to return to the one who gives us our flavor.  You are salt Manitou.  This morning I offer the second word.

Mark 10:35-45
 35 Then James and John, the sons of Zebedee, came to him. "Teacher," they said, "we want you to do for us whatever we ask." 36 "What do you want me to do for you?" he asked. 37 They replied, "Let one of us sit at your right and the other at your left in your glory." 38 "You don't know what you are asking," Jesus said. "Can you drink the cup I drink or be baptized with the baptism I am baptized with?" 39 "We can," they answered. Jesus said to them, "You will drink the cup I drink and be baptized with the baptism I am baptized with, 40 but to sit at my right or left is not for me to grant. These places belong to these for whom they have been prepared." 41 When the ten heard about this, they became indignant with James and John. 42 Jesus called them together and said, "You know that those who are regarded as rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them, and their high officials exercise authority over them. 43 Not so with you. Instead, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, 44 and whoever wants to be first must be slave of all. 45 For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many."

The way in…
          Do you want to be great?  Were I to venture a guess most, if not all of you, are thinking, ‘Not really, I’d be happy with being good.  Shoot, I’d be happy with just being okay.  But great?  That sounds like too much for me.’  I’d venture to guess that the ethos of this congregation is better expressed by Jon Conlee who sang, “I’m just a common man, drive a common van, my dog ain’t got no pedigree.  And if I had my say, its gonna stay that way, cause high-brow people lose their sanity and a common man is what I’ll be.”  Am I right? 
          So, what are we to do with the request of James and John?  If ever there were common folk it was them.  They were brothers who grew up in the region of Galilee which was like growing up in South Tacoma.  They worked as fishermen which is like, well working as a fisherman or a longshoreman or at the foundry or as a logger or any other blue collar job that is rapidly disappearing.  They, and most of the other disciples, were the common man of the 1st Century.  Yet, here they are coming to Jesus and requesting something very uncommon.  “What do you want me to do for you?” Jesus asks.  “Let one of us sit at your right and one at your left in your glory.” 
          How do you feel about this request of these brothers?  I will admit that my first feeling is that of disdain.  All this time Jesus has been talking about the nature of the kingdom of heaven and what he is going to go through yet James and John don’t seem to have heard any of it.  Here they show just how little they understand, how immature and foolish they really are.  They go asking Jesus to be the greatest thing they can be in the coming kingdom.  This is my initial inclination, but perhaps it is not quite right.

The good of the request to be great
          For all of their missing the point about the nature of Jesus’ kingdom, there is something wonderful about the request of James and John.  They want something more.  They recognize that this world is not as it should be.  They recognize that they are not as they should be.  They have signed on with Jesus because they hope that both of those; this world and themselves will change.  This is a good thing, right?  Is that not what we hope for?  Well, do we?
          Jim Collins wrote a book about business that though I have never read, I like the title.  It’s called, Good to Great: Why some companies make the leap and others don’t.  Good to great.  James and John are seeking to go from okay to great, or perhaps even bad to great.  And there is something right about this, isn’t there? 
What do you think God wants of you?  What do you think God wants of this world?  The parable of the talents indicates that God expects us to use what he’s given us wisely.  In his letter to the Corinthians Paul tells them to ‘desire the greater gifts (12:30) Later in Colossians Paul tells us that when Christ appears ‘then you also will appear with him in glory.”  We are not what we will be, and God will not be satisfied until we become that.  As George MacDonald wrote, “Easy to please is God, but difficult to satisfy.”  Why is this?  The same reason that a mother is overjoyed when her infant says ‘mama’ yet still wants her to keep learning words.  Just like we don’t want our children to be satisfied with crawling, God doesn’t want us to be satisfied with just getting by.  God wants us to be great?  What about us?  Do we want to be great?  As a person?  As a congregation?  Our sign on the door is a good one.  It reads, ‘These doors must never close.’  This is a good reminder to us, but is it great?  Does God want more than for us just to keep our doors open?  Does God want more for you than just to keep your eyes open?  I think so, but do you? Until we can answer yes to these questions, the rest of the message will have little power.
James and John weren’t wrong to desire greatness, they were just wrong about what it really was.  One wonders if they were still interested in it after Jesus was finished teaching

The World’s Greatness
As would be the case in most small groups, word travels fast and when it reached the rest of the disciples Mark writes that they ‘became indignant.’  Said another way, ‘they were ticked.’  I imagine they felt like brothers who worked all day in the field looking forward only to their mother’s apple pie but when they show up the pie is gone and two of their other brothers are sitting their reclining with full bellies.  As my kids would say, “Not fair.”  Jesus, ever the teacher, sees a teaching moment and gathers the family together.
He begins by talking about what they all know, how great people functioned in their day.  They ‘lord it over them’ and ‘exercise authority over them.’  Now, it is important to note that Jesus is not saying it is wrong to be a ruler or exercise authority.  Were that the case he would be contradicting himself as he invites the disciples to call him lord and he exercised authority.  Society needs leaders.  Classrooms need teachers.  Schools need principles.  Cities need mayors and so on.  But look again and you’ll see the problem that comes in two words; ‘over them.’  Over them.  In the first century greatness was measured by how far a person could be above others.  Life was a big pyramid with the emperor at the top and the slaves at the bottom.  Everyone could feel a measure of greatness as long as there was someone else below them.   It is a good thing our society doesn’t struggle with this anymore. 

Albert Pujols will only sign a contract that makes him the highest paid first baseman in major league baseball.  His greatness was measured by how many other players were under him in pay.  A financial consultant was happy with their office until they saw that their co-worker had a bigger one with another window.  Immediately after getting his test back the kid began to ask around and ask what others got and only after hearing that no one else got higher than a B was he happy with his A-.  After walking her well dressed kids to school on time a mother shakes her head smugly when a beat up old van pulls up and three kids spill out in ratty mis-matched clothes.  A pastor measures his success by how many more members his church has then his colleagues.  Over and over and over again we measure our worth against one another’s.  The more people we are over in income, in style, in wit, in house size, in car quality, in number of facebook friends, in languages spoken or whatever, then the greater we are.  But what does Jesus say about this?  “Not so with you.” 

Not so With You Greatness in the Kingdom of Heaven
“Instead, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant and whoever wants to be first, must be slave of all.”  You know that pyramid?  Jesus takes it and turns it upside down.  More accurately, he leaves the pyramid as is but calls the disciples to dig a tunnel so that they might get underneath those lowest on the hierarchy.  Jesus thumbs his nose at the whole system of ‘lording over’ by just telling the disciples to ‘serve under.’  You know those people who have no one to look down upon, the addicts who have burned every bridge, the mentally unstable, the hookers and the lepers; place yourself under them.  Jesus doesn’t tell them to do this because he wants them to be abused.  No, he knows that the only way to get rid of the pyramid is to destroy the foundation.  If we get enough people to dig under the lowest of the low; if we get enough people to refuse to play by the game of comparisons then maybe, just maybe the pyramid will crack and even crumble.  This is where the true power lies, not in lording over, but in serving under.  Not so with you, Jesus says.  What about with us?

Manitou the Great
          This is where I get excited because this is something we can do.  This is actually something in our wheelhouse.  If greatness were dependent upon high status, flashy services, impressive PowerPoint slides, powerful programs or any other typical manner of things, then we would be out of luck.  But look here, Jesus has pitched us a soft one.  To be great, he says, you don’t have to do any of these things.  To be great…serve.  We can do that.  We can.  Right?
          A member has lost her ability to drive.  You serve by picking her up.  A person in the church has a flat tire, you go and fix it.  A person in the community passes away and even though they can pay nothing, you help host a memorial and reception.  Someone is in the hospital and you send flowers.  People struggle with funds and so you offer food and clothes.  Kids need some help with school work and so you offer to tutor them.  A woman in the community has cancer and five young children so you fix meals and deliver them to her.  A neighbor is sick and getting sicker but she has no family so you others rearrange your life to sit with and care for her in her last days.  Do I need to keep going, or do you get the picture?  The more we serve, the greater we become.  The more we serve the more we become the great that God created us to be.

What do you want me to do for you
          So Ken, are you telling us we’ve already got this service thing down and can move on to something else?  To answer that, I repeat the words of George MacDonald, “Easy to pleas is God, but hard to satisfy.”  I think God is pleased with you Manitou, but not satisfied.  God wants more from us.  So what, how can we serve more?  How can we serve better?  To this I will say two things.
          Let me start with a confession.  I am not a very good servant.  Yes, I can talk about it.  Yes, I think it is central to following Jesus.  But when it comes to actually serving, I am still in kindergarden where as many of you are working on your graduate degrees.  Here’s how I know I have a lot of room to grow in serving.  As I was writing this sermon on Thursday morning, Erin returned from working out at the Y and see asked me, “Can you make the kids lunches this morning?”  Now I said yes, but I felt no.  Why?  I had the time.  I had the ability, but I didn’t have the desire.  I have not fully embraced the belief that greatness comes in serving.  I have a ways to go.
          The second thing I will say is what Jesus said.  James and John come to Jesus and ask for his help.  Notice Jesus’ reply.  “What do you want me to do for you?”  Keep in mind, this is Jesus.  He already knew what they wanted, but he still asks.  If you read the next story you will notice that Jesus asks this same question of Blind Bartimeaus.  Why this question?
          Yesterday I was making pancakes and the kids got excited.  Janie asked, as she often does, “Can I help?”  This is a good question, but not great.  When I replied, “Yes, you can help by setting the table,” she became disappointed.  What she wanted was to mix the ingredients and pour the batter.  Which I will tell you at that moment would not really have been much help.  We do this sometimes don’t we?  We offer to help someone, but only in the way we want to help them.  Your neighbor’s yard hasn’t been mowed in weeks and its driving you crazy so you offer to mow it, but your neighbor doesn’t care about the yard, what he really needs is someone to talk to.  Often our service of others is really a way of serving ourselves, which is not necessarily bad, just not great. 
For Janie’s question to be great, she would have only needed to add one word, “How?”  “How can I help you?”  On Wednesday Erin and I went to pick up a dresser for Will we bought on Craig’s List.  When the couple showed us the dresser I began to try to figure out how to pick it up and move it.  The guy selling it, his name was Carl, waited as I tried to figure out whether to remove the drawers or not and then he said, “How can I be of service?”   Do you notice the difference?  Carl allowed me to be in charge.  He put himself at my service.  This is honoring.  Visit our food bank and you’ll now see the same thing.  People come to get food and then one of the ladies escorts them into the room and says, “What would you want?”  The guest gets to select what they want, we do not do it for them.  This is great service.  I looked around as I began to pour the batter on the grill and smiled when I saw the table was set for breakfast.  Is it too much to say that in that moment she moved from good to great?  If we want to serve as Jesus served then we will find ways to ask our family, our friends, our neighbors and even our enemies, “How can we serve you?”

[Take a moment right now and think.  Is there anyone of whom I might ask this question?  And then the other side, if someone were to ask me what would I say?]

The way out
Raymond was a fixture at high school basketball games.  He’d gone to my high school about 10 years before me and started serving as the manager for the team then and as far as I know still does today.  Raymond was very emotional and excited and loved Cherokee basketball.  He wasn’t a man capable of many words, but the ones he knew, he said over and over.  “Raymond, what do the Cherokees need to do to win tonight?”  He would lick his index finger, hold it in the air and say, “they gotta want it.”  “Raymond, why didn’t the Cherokees win last night?”  he would shake his head while looking at the ground and say, “They didn’t want it.” 
What about us Manitou, do you want it?  Do you, do we want to be great?  Let me ask it another way, do we want to be the best Manitou we can be?  Do you want to be the best you that you can be?  Do you want it?  Do we want it?  Let us pray.
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Friday, February 3, 2012

January 29 SALT


Intro
          Before launching into the message this morning, I want to first thank all of those who helped with the congregational meeting last week.  The weather was still a bit yucky so I know things weren’t easy, yet we had enough folks to gather, share about last year and look forward to this one.  Those of you who were here may remember that we asked ‘how’d it go?’  To answer that question, we had to articulate where we were going, what was and is our mission, which of course is ‘to glorify God by being a community of Jesus so rich, deep and faithful that it is worth sharing.’  That is our mission.  If you want to know how this went in 2011, then I invite you to grab one of the annual reports and read through it.  Very briefly, one of the things we were able celebrate was the way this community’s ability to rally around a common struggle and overcome it.  We have done this over the last four years with our budget.  It is far from the $35,000 in debt that looked like would be the case in 2008.  On the flip side, one of the challenges we now have regards worship participation.  The number of people in worship has been climbing for the last several years until last year when it dropped to an average of 46 people.  When asked if we were satisfied with this people unanimously responded with a no and even said that we would like to attempt to raise that average to 60 per Sunday this year.  But, one of you said, here’s the catch, we need to know how.  Show us how to help have more people in worship.  To that end, or more appropriately to the end of helping us fulfill our mission to be community worth sharing I have three words for the next few Sundays; salt, serve, share.  And so this morning we begin with salt, listen now to the word of the Lord.

Matthew 5:13
 You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.
The way in…
          Our verse this morning comes five chapters into the gospel of Matthew.  In the preceding chapter Jesus officially began his ministry which was to share the good news of the kingdom of God.  As we talked about last week, this is a pretty big deal.  Jesus was claiming that a whole new rule, a whole new country, a whole new world was near to everyone.  Think of it like as a liberation from a prison.  Imagine you’d been imprisoned for 20 years when one day a man shows up among you and tells you that he was going to open the cell doors, tear down the fences and remove the gates.  He was going to abolish everyone’s crimes and set them free to return to their homes and families.  All you have to do, this man says, is leave your cell and follow me, learn from me, learn to be like me.  In so doing, you will begin to experience this freedom, this kingdom.   Imagine such a thing.  To Jesus, the world was imprisoned and he came to set it free.  This is a huge task.  How in the world does one go about doing this? 
          He began by calling some help.  Peter, Andrew, James and John, ‘follow me and I will make you fishers of men.’  Fishermen?  Not exactly the liberators one might have had in mind, but okay.  Next, he began to demonstrate this new kingdom by healing people.  Okay, healings are impressive, now we’re getting somewhere.  In fact, this did begin to get folks attention.  Large crowds began to follow him.  So Jesus moves up on a hillside, turns to his disciples and begins to teach them.  And what does he teach them?  Does he teach them how to hold a sword and shield?  Does he teach them marketing techniques?  Does he teach them how to start businesses to earn enough money to influence the world?  Does he offer training on how to get elected?  No, no, no and no.  Instead, Jesus begins by saying who is blessed in this new kingdom; the poor, the meek, the mourning as well as those who hunger and thirst.  Not only that but the ones who are pure in heart, merciful, peacemakers and those who are persecuted are the ones most honored in this new kingdom of freedom.  The disciples, who had signed up to liberate the world, were likely scratching their heads at this point, but okay.  Let’s hear him out. 
          Having giving the introduction, Jesus begins to move into the heart of the lecture.  After describing who is blessed he looks at the disciples and says, “You…you are the….”  The what?  Now were I attempting to liberate the world, there are a few metaphors I imagine I could come up with.  How bout, “You are the kings of the earth, go forth and rule in justice.”  Or how bout, “You are the lions of the earth, tear apart what is evil and protect your cubs.”  Or I might have at least said, “You are the swans of the earth, may your beauty reflect that of God’s.”  Those aren’t bad, huh?  Kings and lions and swans, they are creatures powerful in one way or another.  That’s what I would have said if I were wanting to teach my disciples how to liberate the world.  But what does Jesus say?
          “You are the salt of the earth…”  Salt?  Really?  That’s the best you could do?  Salt?  The stuff we use to preserve our foods?  The stuff we use to add a little flavor?  This is what we are?  Salt.  Yes, Jesus says, you are the salt of the earth.  But, how, what, how is salt going to liberate the world?  It’s so small.  It’s so common.  Are you sure we aren’t kings or lions or swans?  No, Jesus says, you are salt.  So, why salt?

You Are the Salt (Common but Valuable)
          [place a bowl of rock salt on the table] 
Today salt is so common as to be free.  In fact, when I went to buy this rock salt at Lakewood Hardware, after ringing up everything else, he just gave it to me for free.   Can you imagine a restaurant that would charge you for the salt?  But this wasn’t always the case.  In his book entitled Salt: A World History, Mark Kurlansky describes how salt used to be a commodity so valuable that it was traded for gold, the tax of it filled the government coffers and wars were even fought over it.  Take the word salary for example.  The word that denotes our income from work and what much of our life is organized around comes from the word ‘salarius’ which means ‘pertaining to salt.’  In the Old French it was a word that denoted ‘a soldiers allowance for the purchase of salt.’  Were Jesus making his comparison today, he might instead say, “You are oil…”  Oil is common, but it is valuable.  It is traded for gold, its taxes fund the government and wars are fought over it.   
So when Jesus says “You are the salt…” he is not saying, “You are worthless…”  Just the opposite.  He is saying you are valuable, you matter.  And notice that this is where Jesus starts.  He does not say, “you will be salt,” or ‘if you work at it you will become salt.’  No, he starts them off with this in the same way I start my kids off with the last name Sikes.  You are Jane Sikes, Will Sikes, Benjamin Sikes.  You may be common, but you are valuable. 
If you don’t hear anything else this morning I want you to hear this part.  I want you to imagine and hear Jesus saying to you as he did to his disciples.  You are salt.  You are valuable.  You matter.  You may be one in 7 billion, but that doesn’t make you any less valuable.  In God’s household, you are cherished.  But Jesus doesn’t stop there. 

Of the Earth (Useful and Essential Life)
          [Sprinkle salt onto flour]
“You are the salt of the earth…” Jesus takes his analogy one step further.  After naming the disciples as salt he sends them out of the shaker and into the earth.  The reason salt was valuable was because it was useful.  In Jesus day it was primarily used for food preservation and flavor.  The fish that was broken when the 5000 were fed was likely salted fish.  Olives are made edible through a process of pickling.  Over the years we’ve come to discover a multitude of uses for salt.  Salt can keep colors bright on boiled eggs, make ice cream freeze, get more heat out of boiled water, remove rust, clean bamboo furniture, remove spots on cloth, put out grease firs, keep cut flowers fresh and treat sore throats.  The modern salt industry lists over 14,000 uses for salt.  But salt is not only useful, it is essential for life.  Chloride is essential for digestion and respiration while sodium is essential to transport oxygen and nutrients.  Without it, we will die.  The average adult body contains about 250g of salt which is about the same amount as 3-4 salt shakers.  This is what you have in you right now, which is not necessarily that much.  Problem is, you lose it through bodily functions and so it needs to be replaced.  The human body needs about 6grams a day which comes to about 5 lbs of salt in a year. 
And so, when Jesus tells the disciples “You are the salt of the earth…’, he is telling them that they are useful and even essential for life on earth.  The earth needs you.  The earth needs for you to be removed from your jar, your safe place and be scattered into flour, into food, and even upon wounds.  Salt works best in things and the great thing is, it doesn’t take much.  Salt like yeast, only takes a little to change the flavor.  In fact, if you get too much salt, it ruins things.  As Jesus said these words, it was possible the crowds could have looked over at the Jordan River and been reminded that it flowed down into the Salt Sea or what is otherwise known as the Dead Sea.  It is called the dead sea because nothing can live there and the reason for this is that it has too much salt. It is a sea so full of salt that humans won’t sink in it.  What does this mean for us?
In calling them to be salt of the earth, Jesus is preparing them to ‘go into the world and make disciples…’  In calling them to be salt of the earth, Jesus is preparing them to get involved in the lives of their neighbors, their synagogues and their cities.  Had Jesus wanted them to remove his disciples from the world, he would have called the ‘the salt of the shaker.’  But he doesn’t do that.  The earth, like our human bodies, needs salt.  There are lives that need flavor.  There are families that are wilting without love.  There are seniors who are fading out of loneliness and without hope.  There are kids who are trying to make it in school and life with so little sense that they matter to anyone let alone God.  The salt is leaking from their bodies, and needs to be replaced.  “You,” Jesus says, “We are that salt for one another, for our neighbors, for Manitou, for Gray Middle School, for Manor Care assisted living, for Manitou Elementary, for the earth.”   You are the salt of the earth, but Jesus doesn’t stop there, he offers a warning.

But if salt loses its saltiness (Diluted to the point of insignificance)
          “You are the salt of the earth, but if salt loses its saltiness how can it be made salty again?  It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.”  If salt loses its saltiness, it is worthless.  So, how does salt loses its saltiness.  This, as it turns out, is not an easy question to answer.  You see, salt (NaCl) is one of the most stable compounds that exists.  Sodium and Chloride really like being together and are difficult to separate, sort of like two teenagers at a homecoming dance.  You can separate them, but they attract right back to one another.  Technically, salt can’t really lose its saltiness any more than water can lose its wateriness.  No salt won’t disappear, but it can be diluted.
          A little salt can go a long way and it doesn’t take much to change things.  But, if you have enough water, the effects of salt can be reduced to negligible.  Salt in a 5 gallon bucket or salt in a swimming pool not only makes no difference in the water, it causes the salt to disappear.  If that is the case, then what does Jesus mean about stuff being cast out into the streets?  First, what we think of as salt is not likely what was used in the 1st century.  They likely didn’t have anything as pure.  Their salt was more like what we call rock salt, like this.  And if you scattered rock salt on your ice in this last snow, you may remember what is left when the snow has melted, yep, just some rocks and what good are they now?  None at all.  What may have been the case in the first century is that their salt supply got wet, the salt evaporated and what was left were the rocks.  When that occurred it was just tossed into the streets. 
          In this scenario, water is the culprit.  Water has the potential to dilute or saltiness to the point of being irrelevant.  And so I ask, do you feel diluted?  What in our lives is melting away our saltiness?  What is stripping away our flavor?  Television?  Worries about work?  Food?  Are there certain relationships that strip you of your salt? Certain habits or even addictions?  What is diluting your potency and stealing your flavor?  And what about us as a congregation?  Are their things diluting our potency and stealing our flavor? 
         
Reformed as salty
Though Jesus paints a stark picture of what happens to unsalty salt, in preparation for this message I discovered that the dilution of salt is not a quick thing.  It took several minutes under a hot faucet to melt the salt from the rock.  And when I just placed the salt in water, it took far longer.  And the other thing is this, salt can be reformed.  When salt is diluted in water, all one needs to do is boil the water and if one leaves the lid on, guess what will be left?  Salt.  How can we boil the water away?  How can we reform our saltiness?
I like to think of what we do here each Sunday as a boiling away, as a reformation of our flavor and potency.  I like to think of what you do each morning or evening in your prayers as resalting.  I like to think of what happens when you gather to serve at the food bank as re-salting.  And are there more ways for us to re-salt? Would forming a small group help your saltiness?  Would regular prayer and scripture reading do the same?  Would fasting do the same?  How about a retreat?  You are the salt of the earth, don’t lose your saltiness.

The way out…
          James Davison Hunter wrote a book entitled To Change the World in which he explores the various ways religious groups have attempted to change the world.  His conclusions are a bit disheartening and challenging.  On one side are the folks who try to change the world by being against it, they are what you might call conservative.  Though they exert great effort to conform society in their image, it has never really worked.  On the other side are the folks who try to change the world by being in it, they are what you might call liberals.  Though they exert great effort they end up being conformed by society in its image.  Do you see the parallels?  One group tries to change the world by remaining in the salt shaker, but is irrelevant.  The other group tries to change the world by jumping into the swimming pool, but is diluted.  So, what is the answer?  There are two
          The first is to give up.  If you really want to change the world then you really need to graduate from an Ivy League college, run a corporation or write for the New York Times.  By in large it is the elites who shape the world.  It is the 1%. 
But there is a second option.  It is one that I think echoes Jesus and Hunter calls it ‘faithful presence.’  Faithful means we stay salty, presence means we are in the earth.  And what is salt of the earth if it isn’t faithful presence?  And what was Jesus if he was not God’s faithful presence among us?
You, brothers and sisters, are the salt of Manitou.  May we go from here to provide flavor to our homes, our families, our neighbors, our friends and even our enemies and as we get diluted, may we return to feed one another the faith that flavors or saltiness.