Haggai 2:1-2:9
1In the second year of King Darius, in the seventh month, on the twenty-first day of the month, the word of the LORD came by the prophet Haggai, saying:
2″Speak now to Zerubbabel son of Shealtiel, governor of Judah, and to Joshua son of Jehozadak, the high priest, and to the remnant of the people, and say: 3Who is left among you who saw this house in its former glory? How does it look to you now? Is it not in your sight as nothing?
4Yet now take courage, O Zerubbabel, says the LORD; take courage, O Joshua, son of Jehozadak, the high priest; take courage, all you people of the land, says the LORD; work, for I am with you, says the LORD of hosts, 5according to the promise that I made you when you came out of Egypt. My spirit abides among you; do not fear.
6For thus says the LORD of hosts: Once again, in a little while, I will shake the heavens and the earth and the sea and the dry land, 7and I will shake all the nations, so that the treasure of all nations will come, and I will fill this house with splendor, says the LORD of hosts. 8The silver is mine, and the gold is mine, says the LORD of hosts. 9The latter splendor of this house shall be greater than the former, says the LORD of hosts, and in this place I will give prosperity, says the LORD of hosts.”
Today’s sermon is the stories of 3 faith communities.
Two United Methodist Churches and the faith community in Jerusalem in 520 BC.
The first Community closed because they had to do it their way.
The second community got stuck for a while because they got distracted by life.
The third Community said yes to God and God did things they did not expect!
The First Community is North Mason United Methodist Church. North Mason was the first United Methodist Church that I served in, and they are the reason that I am a Methodist today. I served there as Music Director when my daughter was 3 years old, so that was 22 years ago. I will never forget the day that I made an announcement at the end of worship asking for volunteers to support a Kazoo Marching Band program at the Boys and Girls Club. Yes, I thought that up all by myself. Yes. I’m still that crazy. Anyway, I asked for folks to come talk to me up front after worship if they were interested in helping, and this little church, who worshiped 50 on a good Sunday, surrounded me with support! I literally could not see the walls because nearly every member of that little church crowded around me to support my wild idea to direct a Kazoo Marching Band.
North Mason UMC taught me the meaning of Sanctifying Grace.
We have 3 types of Grace in Methodist theology.
- Prevenient Grace – pre, meaning before. We believe that God loves us before we love God.
- Justifying Grace – Which refers to the knowledge that we are saved, or justified – which is to say: now we know that God loves us.
- Sanctifying Grace – which means that now that we know we are loved, we start to live like we are loved. So we practice neighbor-love.
North Mason was a plucky little church who didn’t just talk about love, they practiced love in their community.
Which is why I was so surprised to find out that North Mason UMC closed a few years ago. But also, not surprised.
I remember a memorial that I was a part of, as the music director. The memorial was for one of the founding members of the church. A “self-made” man, who had defied the odds and taught himself how to walk after surviving polio as a child. A man who made a lot of money in his business ventures. A man who donated a lot to the church, and expected to influence the choices of the Church in return for his money.
His family insisted that we play a recording of Sinatra singing My Way, at his memorial and it seemed apt. Everything had to be his way.
That was the other side of this grace-filled little church.
They wanted to serve.
They wanted to be involved.
They wanted to welcome new people.
But they wanted to do it on their terms.
It’s just that their way – which was to recreate a nostalgic version of the past –
was not God’s way, in that time and that place.
So now. North Mason UMC is no more.
Our second Faith Community is Jerusalem sometime between mid-August and mid-December of the year 520 BCE, which is when the book of Haggai was written. Forgive me for Geeking out a little bit over how precise the dating of this book is! The date is important because it gives us the context that isn’t in the book!
Here’s the back story!
The nation of Judea was conquered by the Babylonians and the first Temple was destroyed in 997 BCE. Then the Persians conquered the Babylonians, King Cyrus told the Jews they could go home and rebuild their city and their Temple in 538 BCE.
During the Reign of Cyrus the people had begun reconstruction of the Temple, but for some reason they stopped. Maybe they got distracted. There was a lot to rebuild, homes and markets and streets and bakeries… all the necessary stuff of life. And as happens, life went on and the next thing you know it’s been about 10 years since construction halted and the Temple is still an unfinished construction site in 520 BCE.
So in chapter 1, the prophet Haggai feels called to ask for a meeting with Governor Zerubbabel Ben Shealtiel and High Priest Joshua Ben Jehozadak at the Temple construction site, to tell them that God has noticed that while they are living in fine houses, God’s house – the Temple is lying in ruins. Haggai feels called to tell them nothing is working well because the Temple is in ruins.
This is why your harvests are failing.
This is why no matter how much you have, nothing feels like it’s ever enough.
Nothing will be right until you finish the Temple!
It seems like what Haggai is saying is that your lives feel empty because you are spiritually empty without the Temple. But the Temple was more than a place of worship.
The Temple was a soup kitchen.
The Temple, like most Temples that practiced animal sacrifice, was an all day, every day, BBQ and soup kitchen.
Except when people sacrificed to Athena or Baal, only the rich person who made the sacrifice and the priests ate.
When people sacrificed at the Temple, everybody ate.
The Prophet Ezekiel, who was present for the destruction of the Temple, wrote a description of a new plan for the second Temple in Ezekiel chapters 40 and following, where Ezekiel just like our foremothers in the faith, imagined a new Temple kitchen that was 3 times the size with big ovens to bake bread and multiple stew pots, so that all the small offerings could go into the soup. Like the 2 birds that Mary and Joseph sacrificed to celebrate the birth of Jesus, because they couldn’t afford a lamb, all those small offerings would go into the stew pots, so that there was always soup and bread available to anyone who was hungry, at the back of the Temple.
So by not finishing the Temple, the people had not only forgotten God’s House. They had forgotten the People’s Table.
Without the bread and soup and BBQ, the widows and orphans, the poor and the disabled, were going hungry.
In our reading for today, Haggai calls Governor Zerubbabel and High Priest Joshua to meet in the abandoned construction zone of the Temple and remind them that when God wants to do something, God provides. God is going to shake down the nations for the money to get the construction project going again. It’s time for them to release their fear, to be courageous and trust that God.
It’s not about doing it “my way,” because if we’re doing it my way, I don’t know how to build a new church any more than Haggai knew how to build a Temple. But if we’re doing it God’s way, then God will provide.
So the people got unstuck, and after a 10 year pause Temple construction began again, and the Temple that Jesus walked in was built.
The Third Community is a little United Methodist church in the Desert Southwest Conference, that I learned about at the conference I went to in Vegas.
This is the story of how they went from a little congregation of 5 faithful saints, with a little building that was falling apart around their ears, who were struggling to pay ¼ time clergy salary, to being fully funded and having a full time appointment!
It began with the Cabinet telling them that since they were struggling to even pay ¼ time salary for a clergy person, that their church would have to become a part of a Ministry Cooperative. A Ministry Cooperative is where several churches share one or more clergy together, like Open Door Ministries in Salem.
Some churches get defensive when the Cabinet tells them they have to share their Pastor and jump to the conclusions that maybe somebody doesn’t like them, or “the Conference” is trying to shut them down. But these faithful folks, all 5 of them, knew what their reality was.
So they approached collaborative ministry with an attitude of prayer. They met with their Pastor and had conversations about their reality and tried to dream about the future, but they just didn’t know what to do.
But God was already at work in their community, through the Mayor of their small town. You see, there had been an influx of immigrants seeking asylum from Venezuela, so the Mayor asked all the churches in town to help with sheltering the asylum seekers. These 5 faithful Saints had been in prayer for a few months when the Mayor’s call came, so they said yes.
And they were the ONLY CHURCH in town who said yes.
So they sheltered about 20 asylum seekers in their building, and the people from the city and the other nonprofit organizations who worked with these 5 faithful saints, began to dream of more permanent housing.
That led to a connection with an affordable housing developer, who proposed a land swap where the affordable housing build got the back lot of the church to build 9 units of housing in exchange for building the congregation a new, energy efficient church building.
This faithful congregation of 5 saints, also stewarded a parsonage that they had rented out for 20 years without any maintenance, and it was an absolute mess, so through all the friends they were making in the community, they managed to sell their dump of a parsonage that happened to be in a desirable neighborhood for $1.2 mil!
So this little church of 5 faithful saints, because they said yes to God, when every other church said no, is getting a brand new building and is having a full time church planting clergy couple appointed to start new vibrant ministries in a brand new ministry space that is flexible, with a big kitchen, no pews, showers, and a rule that all furniture must be movable by one person, so that it’s easy to reconfigure the space for whatever ministry God surprises them with next!
All because they said yes to doing it God’s way.
So I sat there in classroom 8 of the education wing of Henderson United Methodist, in a suburb of Los Vegas, thinking. I need to share this story with my church!
I need to tell them that we are not the only ones with whom God is doing a new thing!
Church, I want to honor the fact that it’s not easy letting go of something we love.
These walls are soaked with the prayers of the faithful Saints who have come before us!
All the non-church folks who visit this sanctuary comment on what a good “feel” this sanctuary has.
But God is doing something here.
Something similar to restoring the soup kitchen at the back of the Temple.
Something very similar to giving up a beloved old building so that people can be housed in Arizona and new space can be made for ministry.
Something that I did not plan or imagine.
Something that I don’t even know how to lead you in, but God does.
God does!
And today, after worship, you get to vote on it.
So lets be in an attitude of prayer.
God, may your will be done, not my way, God, but your way be done. Amen.