“A Mountain Retreat”
Luke 9:26-38
February 18, 2007
Rev. John A. Fleming
Robert Louis Stevenson tells a great little story about a
ship that was in serious trouble in a storm.
The passengers in the ship were told to go to the cabins and to stay
there and not to venture out until things were better. One of the passengers, though, defied the
orders. He left his cabin and made his
way to the ship’s bridge. He was able to
sneak past several employees of the ship whose job was to make sure everyone
stayed in their cabins. This passenger
was able to slip past all of them.
He
walked through the doors of the bridge.
Several people were in there fighting the storm. The ship’s captain was there. He, of course, was the one in charge. It was his responsibility to guide the ship
through the storm. The captain saw the
passenger walk through the doors. He
looked up from what he was doing. He saw
the fear on the passenger’s face. And he
smiled a smile of reassurance.
The
passenger didn’t say a word. He just
looked at the captain and then walked out of the bridge and made his way back
to his cabin where his family was waiting for him. Listen to what he told his family. “I have seen the face of the captain. He smiled.
All is well.” There are times
when we need to see the face of the one in control face to face.
That
might exactly be what is happening in our scripture lesson for this morning
taken from the ninth chapter of Luke’s gospel.
We call this story the transfiguration of Jesus. Three of the four gospel writers record
it. This year it is Luke’s turn to tell the
tale. Peter, James, and John were
there. They were joined by Moses and
Elijah, figures from the past. They have
an experience that it mystical and
magical and hard to describe.
I want to draw your attention to the thirty-sixth
verse. It read, “After all this
happened. Jesus was found alone.” How does the song that we sometimes sing
go? Turn your eyes upon Jesus. Look full in his wonderful face.” Let me ask you this, this morning, “What
would a glimpse of Christ himself mean to you?”
There is mystery in this story. It is an epiphany. In my opinion it is the greatest of all the
epiphanies. Jesus went up on the
mountain to pray. While he was doing
that, the disciples saw a great light.
It was the kind of light that will give you a sun burn. It is the kind of light that bleach cannot
match. The light surrounded Jesus. That can only mean one thing. The light was His glory. Glory is a signature of God. Glory is all you can see of God.
Looking at God is like looking at the sun!
Peter
and James and John see it. It is a
revelation. It is a gift of grace. It is an epiphany. An epiphany happens and it transforms your life. Now you can see what you could not see
before. What it does for the disciples
is that it gives them a spiritual lift.
Church,
could you use one of those? Are there
things that are getting to you? Is it
depression? Is it getting the best of
you? Or maybe it is some difficulty or
some duty or some daily routine that just makes you feel blah! The end result is that it makes your soul sag,
your spirit falters, and your heart sinks.
Maybe one of the lessons here is
that Christ comes to give our souls a lift.
Much
to the chagrin of my dad, I like contemporary Christian music. He is pleased that I also like the
traditional hymns, but I also like the contemporary choruses. One of the songs we sing in our contemporary
worship service has these words in it.
“Light of the world you stepped down into darkness, opened my eyes let
me see. Beauty that made the heart adore you, hope of a life spent with you. Here I am to worship. Here I am to bow down. Here I am to say that you’re my God. You’re altogether lovely, altogether worthy,
altogether wonderful to me.” Have you
seen a Jesus like that? Could you soul
use a lift?
If it does, then maybe the lift you need is an
affirmation. Look back at our
lesson. Near the end of it, a voice
speaks from the clouds. The voice, of
course, is God’s voice. It says, “This
is my Son, my chosen; listen to Him.”
And
of course, this is not the first time we have heard the booming voice of God
from the heavens. Just after Christmas,
we went to the chilly waters of the
You know, I guess you could say that one of the
great challenges of our lives is to remember that we are beloved children of
God. There are so many other voices that
try to tell us something differently.
Not
long ago I went to see someone in the hospital.
It was a hospital I don’t go to often.
I went to the information desk. I
asked for the room number. The volunteer
there gave it to me. And then she asked,
“You’re a preacher, aren’t you?” I told
her that I was. I asked her, “How did
you know?” She answered, “Well, you look
like a preacher. You talk like a
preacher. You walk like a preacher. I just knew.”
That is a far cry from one of my first hospital
visits when I moved to
Now,
apparently, I look like a preacher. I
walk like a preacher. I talk like a
preacher. What does all that mean? Listen to this. We can easily become what we do. We can easily become what others think we
should become. We measure who we are by
a lifetime of successes and failures.
Those things tell us who we are.
But there is another voice, a stronger voice. It is God’s voice. The voice reminds us that we are His beloved
children.
I
don’t know how it was for you growing up.
But for me, I wanted nothing more than for my parents to be proud of
me. I longed to hear them say the words,
“We love you no matter what.” God says that to us. We just need to live in his love. We need to remember the affirmation that Paul
gives us when he says that nothing is
able to separate us from the love of God that we know in Christ Jesus. Couldn’t our souls use a little lifting up
today?
Turn back to the lesson another time. There is more to learn. You will remember that Peter wanted to make a
monument of the moment. He wanted to
build a retreat center on that mountain.
He wanted to stay up there. He wanted
people for centuries to know what had happened on that spot.
Jesus wouldn’t have any of that. Peter
says, “Master, it is good for us to be
here. Let us make three dwellings. One for you. One for Moses. One for Elijah.” Luke adds that Peter did not know what he was
saying.
So it is a building project. It is a proposed mountain retreat for future
disciples. Maybe Peter thought, “ I can see them now, by the church bus load, gathering for
a little time away.” Let us just stay up
here. It is wonderful up here. Peter wanted the feeling to last forever. Who could blame him?
I
did not read the entire lectionary lesson this morning. There is more. When Jesus and the three disciples come down
from the mountain, a man greets them.
This man has only one child. The
child is sick. The disciples who did not
go up on the mountain could not help him.
Life,
you see, is not lived up on the mountain top.
Please hear this. We all need to
go up on the mountain from time to time.
I recommend personal retreats. We
all need to spend a little more time with Jesus. Doing that reminds us who we are. Doing that reminds us whose we are. Doing that helps us with the daily life. Doing that helps us to remember that we are
loved by God. But life is not lived up
there on the mountain top. It is
hammered out in the valley. Life is
about being among the people. Luke is
clear about that. If we’ve learned
nothing in the past two worship services, we’ve learned that. We are supposed to be with those who
hurt. We are supposed to be with those
who struggle. We are supposed to help
people walk the road to recovery. Jesus
did not have to answer Peter. His
silence says it all, “Do not make a shrine out of this. Do something with this?
So
the question is simple. What will we do
with this? Here is what I think. We must
follow Jesus down from the mountain, to reach out to others who are hurting.
A preacher reminded me of the of
Reverend William Booth. William was a Methodist preacher who got fed
up with his church and decided to do something else. His spirit led him to start a Christian
mission in
And we should, too.
If you have a heart, please help us.
Discipleship is always a matter of the heart. The decision to follow Jesus is always made
with the heart. I’ve often thought that
the longest journey we ever take is from our head to our heart. And now Jesus begins his longest journey,
towards
(Special
thanks to my parents, Jo and Mary Fleming, for assuring me as I grew up. Special thanks to God who loves us all no
matter what we do. Thanks be to God. Amen!)