"Eternal
Hope Springs"
A sermon
delivered by Rev. Peter T. Atkinson
November 5,
2017
at Bethany
Presbyterian Church, Zuni, Virginia
Romans 12:12
Revelation
19: 1-10
Psalm 62:
1-8
Let us pray,
Help us to see despite our eyes
Help us to think outside our minds
Help us to be more than our lives
For your eyes show us the way
Your mind knows the truth
Your being is the life.
Amen.
Today,
let’s just start with it. We’ve been looking at it for many weeks now. Here are
the Marks of a True Christian according to Paul, in Romans 12: 9-21.
9 Let love be
genuine; hate what is evil, hold fast to what is good; 10 love one
another with mutual affection; outdo one another in showing honor. 11 Do
not lag in zeal, be ardent in spirit, serve the Lord. 12 Rejoice in
hope, be patient in suffering, persevere in prayer. 13 Contribute to
the needs of the saints; extend hospitality to strangers.
14 Bless those
who persecute you; bless and do not curse them. 15 Rejoice with
those who rejoice, weep with those who weep. 16 Live in harmony with
one another; do not be haughty, but associate with the lowly; do not claim to
be wiser than you are. 17 Do not repay anyone evil for evil, but
take thought for what is noble in the sight of all. 18 If it is
possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all. 19 Beloved,
never avenge yourselves, but leave room for the wrath of God; for it is
written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.” 20 No,
“if your enemies are hungry, feed them; if they are thirsty, give them
something to drink; for by doing this you will heap burning coals on their
heads.” 21 Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.
So if you
are keeping score at home, you’ll know that this morning our line from the
"Marks of a true Christian" is simply Romans 12:12a "Rejoice in
Hope." Since last week we talked about serving the Lord, and the difficulties
that service entails, especially when you look at all the trials endured by the
heroes of the Old Testament, and even Jesus and then the disciples in the New,
but this week we find ourselves talking about the idea of Hope and that we are
to rejoice in it.
Hope is an
interesting topic, and one that I have taken alot of time thinking about this
week, one we’ll revisit in just a few weeks, when of the four Advent Candles,
the first is the Candle of Hope, but do you ever think about what hope is,
whether it's good or not, and whether it is possible to rejoice in it. I chose
a passage from Revelation to get at hope, knowing that for some reason it's
always a little bit intimidating to preach from Revelation. There is so much stuff
in it that sounds a little bit crazy, what with the trumpets and the seals and
the numerology, and the dragons, and there are all kinds of different ways that
people interpret it and use it, and frankly there is a great history of
irresponsible misuse of it. But all in all the message of Revelation is primarily
and at heart completely one of hope and bears witness to that hope, and no
other passage in the entirety of the book represents a witness of hope more
than this one I am about to read, this is the famous Hallelujah scene from the
beginning of chapter 19.
A few weeks
ago, the Session had the pleasure of getting to chat with Rev. Dr. Brian Blount,
who is a native of Smithfield, President, of my seminary, Union Presbyterian in
Richmond, and possibly the leading scholar in the study of the book of
Revelation. Through the years I've had the opportunity to hear him preach and
lecture on this very passage often, and I've enjoyed his take, and his description
of this scene as a major victory party, celebrating an end to oppression, celebrated
by a people who have been oppressed for a long time. The early Christians, and
Jews as well had found themselves in a period where persecution by the Roman
Empire had grown fierce again, and were looking for things in the world that
could give them hope, they needed hope, they needed to find a way to get
through the days and remain faithful. Ever since the fall of the Kingdom of
Israel, the area of Palestine had been controlled by a series of foreign empires.
First the Assyrians, then the Babylonians, then it was the Persians, then the
Macedonians, then the Ptolemies, then the Seleucids , and finally by the time
of Christ, Rome. Much like the book of Daniel and other works written within
the history of being a subjected people, the book of Revelation is from the
genre, from the Greek word, apokolypsis, which means secret teachings,
or disclosure, manifestation, revelation. These were words and books of
hope written to inspire the people to believe in a future state where things
would be put right, where the rulers of the day would be thwarted, the power
structures replaced, and righteousness restored. In other words, a Revelation
of the fact that God is very much in control. It was easy for the Christians in
the first century to look around them and think there must be something more
than this, there must be something better than this, God is better than this,
and God is in control, and God will set things right, we believe this, and it
gives us hope. The passage that I selected this morning to get at the idea of
rejoicing in hope is very much a victory celebration over the evils of the
world. Evils that to the Christians of the first century were certainly
apparent to them and surrounded them in every way, and the victory is complete,
and the host of heaven sing an earth shattering, hell destroying, hallelujah. Probably
ten years ago now I heard this passage preached at the Massanetta Springs Bible
and Music Conference, yes by Brian Blount, and the anthem that accompanied the
scripture reading and the sermon was the Hallelujah Chorus from Handel's
"Messiah" sung by a huge mixed choir of all the musicians and singers
that had been there that week. It was truly moving music because it put you in
that place. You felt like they had almost accomplished the sound that the
writer John of Patmos was describing in court of heaven. So have that song
going through your head while I read: Revelation 19: 1-10:
After this I heard what seemed to be the loud voice of a great
multitude in heaven, saying,
“Hallelujah!
Salvation and glory and power to our God,
2 for his judgments are true and
just;
he has judged the great whore
who corrupted the earth with her fornication,
and he has avenged on her the blood of his servants.”
3 Once more they said,
“Hallelujah!
The smoke goes up from her forever and ever.”
4 And the twenty-four elders and the
four living creatures fell down and worshiped God who is seated on the throne,
saying,
“Amen. Hallelujah!”
5 And from the throne came a voice saying,
“Praise our God,
all you his servants,
and all who fear him,
small and great.”
6 Then I heard what seemed to be the
voice of a great multitude, like the sound of many waters and like the sound of
mighty thunderpeals, crying out,
“Hallelujah!
For the Lord our God
the Almighty reigns.
7 Let us rejoice and exult
and give him the glory,
for the marriage of the Lamb has come,
and his bride has made herself ready;
8 to her it has been granted to be
clothed
with fine linen, bright and pure”—
for the fine linen is the righteous deeds of the saints.
9 And the angel said to
me, “Write this: Blessed are those who are invited to the marriage supper of
the Lamb.” And he said to me, “These are true words of God.” 10Then
I fell down at his feet to worship him, but he said to me, “You must not do
that! I am a fellow servant with you and your comrades who
hold the testimony of Jesus. Worship God! For the
testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.”[1]
This is the
word of the Lord, thanks be to God. Look at this celebration. It is celebrating
the idea that God is more powerful than things, all things. He's more powerful
than evil, more powerful than war, more powerful than enemies, more powerful
than hatred, more powerful than injustice, more powerful than genocide, more
powerful than oppression, more powerful than slavery, more powerful than a
"bad day", more powerful than a petty disagreement, more powerful
than a broken relationship, more powerful than doubt, more powerful than sin,
more powerful than our minor disobedience, more powerful than our major
disobedience, more powerful than the outcome of some election, more powerful
than negative adds, more powerful than cynicism, more powerful than any clear
and present danger that we face, and that very fact is cause to celebrate. And
not just is God more powerful, God is also good, all the time, beyond time into
the infinite, the beginning and the end, and so hope springs in the eternal,
the eternity of God.
So we ask
ourselves, why not now? Why all this injustice now? Why all this pain now?
These earthquakes, this disease, this discord, and hatred and war. Why wait?
Why doesn't God just fix it all now if He can? Many agnostics and atheists ask
these questions, and speak ardently that if God exists, God is either a monster
or is completely ineffective, for to let so much pain exist in the world, and
therefore their shouts at God are not hallelujah. I do not hope to preach today
as to why, because I do not know the answers of these questions, but I believe
part of our comfort is found in the today's idea from the Marks of a Christian.
"Rejoice in hope."
It's funny
to me to see rejoice in hope. It is so alien to our world to do so. We don't
rejoice in hope; we rejoice in attaining things, in victories, in gold medals
won, and challenges accomplished, and bottom lines. Those are the things we
tend to rejoice in, but how fleeting are the trophies, how fleeting are the
accomplishments? How much more inspiring and powerful is it to strive, and
having striven felt the extra push of force that hope gives? I'll get back to
that because there is something of truth in that, but we aren't ready yet. . .
***Ha ha got you hoping? Man
I sure hope I can pull this off? Are you hoping with me? I hope so***
If you look
at the prayer of preparation, you'll see the famous line: hope springs eternal.
I chose the passage, coming from one of my favorite poems, Alexander Pope's
"Essay on Man." What Pope is trying to accomplish in the poem is to
describe the human condition. The poem has four parts, and the first part, from
which this passage comes, he is trying to describe the way the world works, and
in his words to "justify the ways of God to man," which is one of the
great poetic challenges taken up by poets since the beginning of time from the
writer of Job, to the psalmist, to Homer, to Shelley, Milton, Keats, all of
them, the greats. He takes a similar spin on it, to the Book of Job, and is reflecting
his time, because he questions whether man is in any position, any moral place
to question God. He wonders how can you question the maker of you? How can you
wish for more than what is? Is it the place of the creature to question the
actuality and the quality of the creation? It is a cool poem placing the
perfection and the sovereignty of God at the forefront of his understanding of
the world, concluding the first section with the poem with some of my favorite
turns of a phrase:
All nature is but art, unknown to thee;
All chance, direction, which thou canst not see;
All discord, harmony not understood;
All partial evil, universal good:
And, spite of pride in erring reason's spite,
One truth is clear, whatever is, is right.
All chance, direction, which thou canst not see;
All discord, harmony not understood;
All partial evil, universal good:
And, spite of pride in erring reason's spite,
One truth is clear, whatever is, is right.
In other
words, Pope puts the sovereignty of God at a premium, first and foremost in his
view of the world and uses that as the lens to view and judge the way the world
operates, made perfect by God, but now let's take a look at the section
including the words "hope springs eternal" because it is here where
he talks about how hope, and hoping is a crucial part of the human condition,
as humans were created by God. I'll begin and include a few lines I left out of
the bulletin for reasons of space:
Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate,
All but the page prescribed, their present state:
From brutes what men, from men what spirits know:
Or who could suffer being here below?
The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day,
Had he thy reason, would he skip and play?
Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food,
And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Oh, blindness to the future! kindly given,
That each may fill the circle, marked by Heaven:
Who sees with equal eye, as God of all,
A hero perish, or a sparrow fall,
Atoms or systems into ruin hurled,
And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Hope humbly, then; with trembling pinions soar;
Wait the great teacher Death; and God adore.
What future bliss, He gives not thee to know,
But gives that hope to be thy blessing now.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast:
Man never is, but always to be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confined from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
All but the page prescribed, their present state:
From brutes what men, from men what spirits know:
Or who could suffer being here below?
The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day,
Had he thy reason, would he skip and play?
Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food,
And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Oh, blindness to the future! kindly given,
That each may fill the circle, marked by Heaven:
Who sees with equal eye, as God of all,
A hero perish, or a sparrow fall,
Atoms or systems into ruin hurled,
And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Hope humbly, then; with trembling pinions soar;
Wait the great teacher Death; and God adore.
What future bliss, He gives not thee to know,
But gives that hope to be thy blessing now.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast:
Man never is, but always to be blest:
The soul, uneasy and confined from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Pope suggests that hoping is part of our nature, that we were
created to be hopeful, and that there must be some driving purpose to it, in
his words confined from home, perhaps driving back to home. There must be some
purpose to which he suggests we should not question. Paul takes it one step
further, not just to not question, that we are created hoping, but to rejoice
in it. To be thankful for our capacity to hope and rejoice, believing that the
future blessings will be incredible.
Hope is an
interesting phenomenon in other faith systems. It is not found in the eastern
religions and philosophies of India and China at all and to the pagan Greeks,
hope was kind of a mixed bag. As the myth of Pandora goes, when her curiosity
compels her to open the box, out come all of the evils of the world, one by one
and personified, but too, hiding in the bottom of the box, out pops hope. Hope
enters into the world along with the evils according to that ancient Greek
story, which shows their world view. Does this mean they saw hope as a piece of
the evil, or our only positive in a world now fraught with evil.
How do you
view hope? I've spoken often in the last few weeks about cynicism, that most
ancient and hopeless of Greek philosophies, many in the world of today would
say that hope is foolish, or misguided, We say, I don’t want to get your hopes
up. . . or others might say hope is a tool that those of great power,
intelligence, and influence use to control those who are hopelessly gullible,
dimwitted, and weak. Someone intelligent could never be controlled in such a
way. I can see how that would be and could be true. False hopes, or
placing your hope in something that cannot deliver would certainly
leave you out on a ledge, looking foolish, that is why hope is tied to faith,
and love, those spiritual gifts that Paul writes of in his first letter to the
Christians at Corinth. Having faith in the truth, that God is all powerful as I
opened with, and that the hallelujah passage gives witness and testimony of
provides a hope that is not foolish, but if true the only possible source of
hope.
Having hope
in that truth can allow us to see our world in a different light, to see our
place in the world in a different light, and to see our work in the world in a
different life. It allows for the end to be taken care of, to hope for, to
inspire us, to recharge us with ultimate drive and desire, infinitely ahead,
allowing us to love in the present, rejoicing in the present, rejoicing in
hope. I said earlier that trophies and accomplishments sometimes are fleeting
at best or underwhelming at worst, anti-climatic might be the best word. There
is so much build up that once it's all over and achieved there isn't much left,
but life was lived in the achieving. Life is lived in the hope of achieving.
There is something to the wisdom of creating human beings with an innate
capacity to hope. It drives us, it moves us, it is us, it is life, and life is
a gift to be lived, and a gift to be thankful for, and a gift to be rejoiced
in, that when it is all over and we come face to face with the infinite, the
hallelujahs burst forth from our inward parts with a loving chorus of praise
for the amazing love and power that created each and every one of us,
completely unique, with an infinite capacity for hope.
1 Truly my soul finds rest in God;
my salvation comes from him.
2 Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.
my salvation comes from him.
2 Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.
3 How long
will you assault me?
Would all of you throw me down—
this leaning wall, this tottering fence?
4 Surely they intend to topple me
from my lofty place;
they take delight in lies.
With their mouths they bless,
but in their hearts they curse.[b]
Would all of you throw me down—
this leaning wall, this tottering fence?
4 Surely they intend to topple me
from my lofty place;
they take delight in lies.
With their mouths they bless,
but in their hearts they curse.[b]
5 Yes, my
soul, find rest in God;
my hope comes from him.
6 Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
7 My salvation and my honor depend on God[c];
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
8 Trust in him at all times, you people;
pour out your hearts to him,
for God is our refuge.
my hope comes from him.
6 Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
7 My salvation and my honor depend on God[c];
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
8 Trust in him at all times, you people;
pour out your hearts to him,
for God is our refuge.
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