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Fear 

This page contains a sermon about fear (given June 23, 2002), followed by several links relating to fear, and finally a second sermon given May 4, 2003 - also about fear.

“Of What Are We Afraid?”          St. Matthew 10:26-33 

 

A Sermon by Pastor Boettner

The Fifth Sunday after Pentecost

June 23, 2002

Leonia United Methodist Church, NJ

 

In the Name of the Creator, Redeemer, and Sanctifier

 

          Actor George Clooney, one of Hollywood’s brightest stars, has a reputation for pulling elaborate pranks on his co-stars. So when Brad Pitt was paired with Clooney for the film “Ocean’s Eleven,” Pitt prepared himself for some sneaky tricks.

          On one occasion, Clooney had access to Pitt’s hotel room key for about forty-five minutes. Pitt was sure that this signaled the start of a big prank. Pitt figured Clooney got hold of the key so he could get into the room and plant a bug, or hide a video camera, or rig up a booby trap of some kind. So every night, Brad Pitt spent almost an hour searching his room for some evidence of the inevitable prank. Finally, Pitt realized that his fear of a prank was more disruptive than any actual prank could have been. As he said of Clooney, “His genius in that one was NOT pulling a prank on me.”

          Brad Pitt discovered something that many of us discover in our lives: The fear of an experience is often worse that the experience itself.

          Jesus said, “Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Therefore do not fear; you are of more value than many sparrows.”

          “Do not fear . . .”

          It is awful to live in fear. Some people live in fear all their lives.

          Stan Mooneyham tells of visiting a primitive tribe in the jungles of Papua New Guinea a few years ago that had never had contact with the outside world until the mid-1970s. Their culture was dysfunctional by any measuring stick. For centuries, they had lived in jungle isolation by the law of payback, under which every slight or wrong required retribution, usually a killing.

          If a man suspected another of stealing from his taro patch, he would hide beside a trail and kill the thief. This in turn required a revenge murder, which prompted further escalation in a never-ending cycle. The tribe had become so fragmented through fear of each other that they were reduced to living in small, isolated family units. Life was constant terror and hardship.

          One day they encountered a Christian from another tribe who told them that there was a new way to live--a way which he called “belesi.” We would call it “peace of mind,” but the transliteration from their dialect is “easy in the belly.” That’s an interesting way to put it. Living with no fear is living “easy in the belly.”

          This tribe that had been living by the law of payback asked for a missionary to come and teach them about living belesi. And when Mooneyham visited their small community on the banks of the April River, Fritz Urschitz, a missionary from Austria had been living among them for a couple of years.

          Gradually, they were emerging from their darkness, coming into the light, learning to live by the law of gentleness and love instead of the law of payback.

          What a terrible way to live--in constant fear of one’s own neighbors, never knowing when a minor slight might launch a desire for the severest form of revenge. And yet many people, even clergy, in our world live like that--in constant fear.

          What a terrible, terrible thing--living in fear, living in insecurity, living with constant anxiety. I wonder how many people in our own land live every day in real fear. I wonder how many children go to school where they live in fear of cruel bullies. I wonder how many live in real fear of abusive spouses.

          Do we remember The War of the Roses, a movie that came out a few years ago about a divorcing couple and the insane lengths they went to in order to destroy one another? Famed divorce lawyer Raoul Felder claims that the movie tactics pale in comparison to what real husbands and wives do to make each other miserable. He claims that he has known clients who have killed one another’s pets, put snakes in one another’s beds. Many clients of both sexes either talk about or attempt suicide in the hopes of hurting their spouse. He knew one man who put leather gloves and a length of rope on the bedside table each night before he went to bed. He wanted his wife to fear that he might strangle her in her sleep.

          What an awful way to live. But there are people who live in constant fear. I wonder how many people fear getting sick or old because of insufficient resources. I wonder how many people who work in tall office buildings still have reservations about going to their offices each morning after the terrorists attacks of last Sept. 11. How many of us still have misgivings about getting on a plane? It’s awful to live in fear.

          Of course, some of our fears are of our own creation. There are some very real fears in this world. Terrorism is a good example. However, there are many fears that exist only in our minds.

          There’s a book by Drs. Burka and Yuen on the subject of procrastination. The title is Procrastination: Why You Do It, What to Do About It. Many of us could probably profit from reading this book--if we could ever get around to it.

          In their studies of confirmed procrastinators, the authors of this book saw this consistent fact: Procrastination is purposeful. “In other words, while people may not realize it or want to admit it, when they slow down or avoid doing even the most necessary things--like taking their high-blood-pressure medicine or depositing their paychecks so checks don’t bounce--there’s a purposeful decision to ‘not’ do those things.  And where does that decision to ‘not’ step forward come from? It grows out of one of four types of fear say the authors: >fear of failure, >fear of success, >fear of being controlled, or >fear of intimacy.”

          Do we see anything interesting about these four so-called fears? They are not tangible at all. Nobody’s going to kill us if we fail--or if we succeed, or if we give in to the need all of us have for intimacy.

          Some of the fears that haunt us are totally irrational. We know, of course, that the number one fear that people list in surveys is the fear of speaking in front of an audience. It even beats out death in most surveys. How absurd. I’ve spoken in front of a group a few times myself and, as you will testify, I have not always been at my best, but so far nobody’s crucified me--not with nails anyhow. A few people might have with words, but I can handle that.

          There are people who would rather walk on fire than give a speech. Why is that? Well, some people fear looking stupid. Big deal! Nobody ever died from looking stupid. If they did, our streets would be lined with corpses. In the absence of real fear, we create fears in our own minds.

          And that’s sad. Fear can be a real paralyzer. Fear can keep us from being all that God created us to be.

          There was a Navy man who dreamed of writing stories for the movies. He wrote a screenplay about the naval hero John Paul Jones. He sent the screenplay to Julia West, who was then the story editor of Paramount Pictures. She rejected it. Later, this writer told Julia West how disappointed he felt from the rejection. He came to see, though, that fear could be a paralyzer. He also learned that the best way to overcome the fear of failure is to go on with the determination to succeed. In March 1933, this writer spoke to our nation. He was newly-elected President Franklin Roosevelt who said: “The only thing we have to fear is fear itself--nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance.”

          Fear can paralyze--whether that fear is based in reality or whether it exists only in our own mind. Jesus says that the ideal antidote for fear is faith in God. “Are not two sparrows sold for a cent?” Jesus says to us. “And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Therefore do not fear; you are of more value than many sparrows.”

          Many of our fears would disappear if we knew that we were loved, accepted, secure. Why do we fear failure? Or rejection? Or intimacy? Is it not because there is a great insecurity within our souls? How much could we accomplish if we could be relieved of all our fears and anxieties? If we truly believed that God was with us? If we knew that what we do really matters and that we would be accepted regardless of the outcome?

          According to Pastor Bruce Wilkinson in his best-selling book Secrets of the Vine, there are four areas of life in which we all need some “pruning” from God. These four areas are the ones which most of us struggle to control. We don’t want to trust God with them. They are the last areas of our life that we are likely to turn over to God’s control.

          The first area is the people that we love the most. It’s very hard to admit that our loved ones belong to God, and that we must surrender them to God. The second area we struggle with is the right to know why God does what God does. God is a sovereign God. God’s ways are higher than our ways. God’s will is perfect. We want an explanation for our suffering, an answer for our doubts. But God is not obligated to us. God expects us to trust even when we don’t understand God’s ways. The third area we struggle with is our love for money and possessions. Things enslave us. True freedom is found in contentment, in not wanting more. And the fourth area we struggle with is the source of our significance. Many times, we find our worth in our appearance, our status, our job performance, our athletic ability, our money and possessions. But our true worth comes from being a unique creation of God. This worth cannot be diminished in any way.

          This is what Jesus is saying to us: Do not be afraid. God cares for the smallest sparrow falling from the sky. Surely, God cares for each one of us!

          A few years ago, motivational speaker Patrick O’Dooley gave a seminar for a group of business people in Galveston, Texas. Galveston is a small island just off the coast of Texas. O’Dooley noticed that some of the seminar attendees had the letters “BOI” on their name tags. He learned that those letters stood for “Born on Island.” Evidently, it is a mark of prestige to have been born in Galveston. Those people with “BOI” on their name tags hadn’t done anything to deserve their special status. They weren’t necessarily harder workers, or more dedicated, or smarter than anyone else. But they automatically received more respect simply because they had been born on the island.

          Maybe we should have name tags that say on them BTC. “Belongs to Christ.” We would wear these not for others, but as a reminder to ourselves who we are. We belong to Christ. Nothing can separate us from God’s love.

          It's awful to live in constant fear. But the solution to fear is found in God's love.

 S H A L O M

 

Links

None of the following links are endorsed or recommended in any way.  Enter at your own risk. 

American Psychiatric Association

American Psychological Association

Anxiety Disorders Association of America

National Institute of Mental Health

Obsessive Compulsive Foundation

Depression-screening.org

Anxiety and Depression Resource Organization - Freedom From Fear

A Fear of Flying Clinic

Dictionary Information: Definition of Fear - and more


ALLOWING THINGS TO ARISE  -  Buddhism

Using Meditation to Deal with Pain, Illness and Death  -  Buddhism
Relieving the Suffering of the Mind  -   Buddhism
 

 

"What Would We Do If We Knew There Was Nothing to Fear"       St. Luke 24:36b-48

A Sermon by Pastor Boettner

The Third Sunday of Easter

May 4, 2003

Leonia United Methodist Church

In the Name of the Creator, Redeemer, and Sanctifier

          Billy Ray and Joe Tom, two fellows from Tennessee, were still new to flying. But they decided to rent a plane and fly from Knoxville, Tennessee to Asheville, North Carolina. As they crossed over the Smoky Mountains, they discovered there was a problem with one of the engines, and they decided to notify the Asheville airport that they might need to land quickly.

          Billy Ray nervously grabbed the microphone and said, "Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving! New Year's! New Year's! Easter! Easter!"

          "You're getting there, Billy Ray," said Joe Tom. "Stop when you get to May Day. May Day."

          This is not May Day, but this is the first Sunday in May. And it is the Second Sunday after Easter. It is interesting to note that while we are enjoying our worship service today there are young men and women in Austria running through the mountains of that land carrying torches. They do this every year on the Second Sunday after Easter. It's called the Race of the Four Mountains. They begin with a mass on the top of Magdalensberg Mountain. Carrying burning torches, they go over the mountains to Saint Lorenze. The race takes twenty-four hours. At the end a priest waits to bless them. I can't help but think that if most of us were to run that race, the priest would be waiting to give the Last Rites. We're told there are sections of this race that are so treacherous that the runners dare not look back. Some people in that part of Austria are said to believe that to stop this ritual pilgrimage, would be a sign of the end of the world.

          Our text for today for the Third Sunday of Easter is not about the end of the world. No one's crying, "May Day. May Day"--though the Scripture says the participants were frightened--but what they were experiencing was a different kind of fear. For the first time in human history a man had returned from the dead. His friends and followers did not know what to think. This had never happened before. When people are in the grave they are supposed to stay there--and yet here this man was among them--a living, breathing person. St. Luke tells us the disciples were startled and terrified, and thought that they were seeing a ghost. No wonder! The disciples were witnesses to an event that changed the world forever. We say about the events of 9-11, that America will never be the same again. Well, 9-11 was a horrific event, but there have been many horrific events in history. But there has been only one resurrection of the living Christ.

          Jesus says to his disciples, "Why are you frightened, and why do doubts arise in your hearts? Look at my hands and my feet; see that it is [me]. Touch me and see; for a ghost does not have flesh and bones as you see that I have." And when he had said this, he showed them his hands and his feet.

          Then St. Luke adds something interesting. He writes that the disciples "disbelieved for joy." What a fascinating phrase. It was literally--in the disciples' minds--"too good to be true." They disbelieved for joy. I wonder how many of us also regard Easter to be in that category--too good to be true? I wonder how many of us hold back from opening ourselves to the good news of Easter because our rational minds whisper to us that this has got to be mere "wish fulfillment." We want so much to believe that life makes sense, that life does have meaning--we long so intensely to believe that the grave does not diminish nor destroy our value as human beings, that death does not separate us forever from those we love--we want to believe that so much, that we are afraid to really think about it too much for fear that we will conclude that it is all an illusion--all a fairy tale, a myth with no basis in history. They "disbelieved for joy."

          The Reuters news agency carried an amusing story last August. Le Lavandou, a tiny town on the coast of France, had a real problem: they were running out of burial space in their overcrowded cemetery. So the mayor of Le Lavandou, Gil Bernardi, came up with a novel idea for fixing the problem: he passed a city ordinance making it against the law for any citizens of Le Lavandou to die until they could establish a new cemetery. No matter how sick anyone was, they were forbidden to die. So far, the citizens of Le Lavandou have been remarkably compliant. Not a single one had died as of the writing of this newspaper article.

          Well, friends, here is the good news for today: death has been banned as a permanent flaw in the human condition. Death has been overcome. It has been trampled underfoot. No more does death hold its tyranny over our lives.

          The good news of Easter is such enormous news, such mind-boggling news, that we do not give it the attention it deserves. Why not? Could it be that we, too, disbelieve for joy? Oh, I don't mean if I came around and asked you point blank, "Do you believe in the resurrection of Jesus?" that you would deny it. Intellectually, we accept it as fact. There is too much biblical evidence to deny it outright. Rather, we disbelieve in the sense that what ought to have a critical impact on our lives--the truth that life goes on beyond the grave--does not seem to impact us very much at all.

          We still fear death. Don't we? We're still afraid of dying. And we still fear losing those we love to an eternal tomb.

          The late Welsh poet, Dylan Thomas, wrote a poem as his father lay critically ill. He received the Pulitzer Prize for writing it. It begins like this:

                   "Do not go gentle into the good night.

                   Old age should burn and rave at the close of day.

                   Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

          His words may have impressed the Pulitzer Prize Committee, but they were of little comfort to his wife Caitlin. When Thomas died in St. Vincent's Hospital in New York City, the staff had to put her in a straitjacket, so unrestrained was her grief; and when she came to write about it, she called her book Leftover Life to Kill.

          We may read these comforting stories from scripture each year at Easter time, but still there is that unrelenting fear of the grave. In Woody Allen's well-known sentiment: it's hard to contemplate our own mortality while whistling a tune. We fear death!

          Even more importantly, we still fear life. Sometimes in a seminar, a speaker will ask this profound question, if you knew that you could not fail, what would you do with your life? If you knew you could not fail . . . then people start dreaming about that business they would start . . . that hobby they would indulge in . . . that long-delayed adventure on which they would embark. If we knew we couldn't fail, there is no limit to the things we might attempt. But we can fail. We can fail in a business, we can fail in a marriage, we can fail as a parent, we can fail as an athlete. On and on goes the list of possible failures. There is no use asking, "What would we do if we knew we could not fail?"

          However, what if the fear of failure were removed? What if we knew--deep down in our heart of hearts--that failure really doesn't matter--that it is better to try something great and fail than to live always denying ourselves that long-neglected dream? Then we could walk into our boss' office and ask for that raise, then we could start that business, then we could begin achieving a multitude of dreams.

          Do we understand that to a certain extent this is what separates people who are super-successful from the rest of us? They do not let fear of failure defeat them.

          But let's move beyond the fear of failure for a few moments. What if there was nothing more important in life for us to fear? Nothing at all--whether it be failure or poverty or pain or loss of people we love or declining health or anything else imaginable including death? Think of the kind of person we could be if all fear were totally and completely removed from our life. That, my friends, is what Easter is about. Easter says that all of creation is in God's hands. Even that ultimate enemy of humanity, death, has been trampled underfoot by the power of Almighty God. We don't need to fear aging, we don't need to fear losing loved ones, we don't need to fear the loss of our home or our source of income. No matter what experience may come our way, what if we knew that in the end everything will work out to our best good? Wouldn't that have an impact on the choices we would make? That is the message of Easter. Jesus says to his disciples, "Why are you frightened, and why do doubts arise in your hearts? Look at my hands and my feet; see that it is [me]."

          Easter says to us that love is stronger than death. Love has forever conquered death. "Why are you frightened, and why do doubts arise in your hearts?"

          The question is, "Isn't it time we began believing for joy?" Most have invested many years of our lives, much of our time and much of our money, in the Gospel of Jesus Christ. And yet we have not taken out of the faith the one privilege that every follower of Jesus has rights to--and that is the life-changing joy of knowing there is nothing in the world, nothing in the universe, nothing in creation that can defeat us if God is with us. All these years we have denied ourselves the one gift that Easter has to offer--and that is the gift of deep and abiding joy.

          The movie Black Hawk Down retells the dramatic story of a small group of Army Rangers who flew into Mogadishu, Somalia, to capture a warlord who was stealing American food shipments from the starving Somali citizens. One of the young men whose life was changed by this brutal battle was Sergeant Jeff Struecker, who now serves as an Army chaplain. Sergeant Struecker claims that as bullets whizzed past his head and grenades exploded all around him, God called him into the ministry. As he said, "In the middle of that firefight, I had to decide whether I believed what I say I believe. And when I finally answered that question, my faith became so strong it gave me the strength to fight the rest of the night."

          This is ultimately what all of life comes down to. "In the middle of that firefight," said Sergeant Struecker, "I had to decide whether I believed what I say I believe. And when I finally answered that question, my faith became so strong it gave me the strength to fight the rest of the night."

          If we believe what we say we believe, that Jesus Christ was raised from the dead, and that he now lives at the right hand of the Creator--if we really believe that--how can we go from this place and live the same timid, tepid lives that we've lived in the past? So, in the light of Easter, for just a moment, let me be the seminar leader and ask this question, "What would you do with your life if you knew that there was nothing of which you need to be afraid?"

 S H A L O M