Repent and Be Sent

On By Rev. Dr. Jarrett BanksIn Sermons Year A1 Comment

Matthew 4:12-23

Growing up in the evangelical church, I heard a phrase that got my attention long before I knew how to question it, or even if I was allowed to question it: “Repent or be sent.” Have you ever heard that? I heard it about the same time I heard, “Turn or burn” and “Get saved or get microwaved!”

It meant: You better get your beliefs right… or else. You better say the prayer… or else. You better accept Jesus… or be sent to hell. Repent or be sent.

And for a long time, I thought the voice of God sounded like that— menacing, threatening, terrifying. I thought the main point of Christianity was getting people to accept Jesus as their personal Lord and Savior so God would not send them to hell for all of eternity.

The good news is that I kept reading the gospels. I went to seminary where I studied the gospels and the Greek language. And I noticed something.

Jesus never said anything remotely close to: “Repent or else.”

Today, our gospel lesson reveals what Jesus actually said. And it is far more hopeful. But it is also more challenging.

Matthew tells us that Jesus announces his public ministry with these words: “Repent, for the kingdom of heaven has come near.”

Not repent or else. Not repent to avoid eternal punishment. Not repent so we can escape a troubled world. But repent because something divine is coming to this world.

The Greek word we translate “repent” means “a change of mind” or “a change of vision.” “It’s a re-ordering of how we see the world.” It doesn’t mean “feeling sorry,” or “getting religious,” or “fixing some private flaw.” It means learning to see the entire world differently.

The Apostle Paul put it this way: “So, if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; look, new things have come into being” (2 Cor 5:17).

The call to repent is an invitation to transform how we think, act, and belong in the world.

Why? Because, “the Kingdom of Heaven” has come near.

The Greek language here means much more than “a place” or “a destination after death.” It means, “a reign,” “a rule,” or “a governing force.” Jesus is announcing an alternative political and social order, one that stands in direct contrast to Rome, to Herod, to economic exploitation, to state violence, to exclusion, to domination, and to the religious systems that bless it all.

Jesus is talking about a reign of inclusive, universal, unconditional love.

And Jesus says that we can change the way we see the world because this reign of love has come near. Not someday. Not after death. The verb Matthew uses means: “it is so close you can feel it breathing on your neck.”

Now, I can already hear the response of some of my evangelical friends: “Preacher, Jesus didn’t say, ‘the Kingdom of Love is near.’ He said ‘the Kingdom of Heaven is near.’ Aren’t you reading a bit more into this?”

Throughout the gospels, through every parable Jesus told and every action Jesus took, I believe Jesus was showing us what the Kingdom of Heaven looks like. And what did he show us? That it looks like healing for the sick, welcome for the excluded, food for the hungry, liberation for the oppressed, and justice for the persecuted. It looks like mercy, and it looks like grace. It looks like love, always love, even for our enemies. It looks like a love that is free, fierce, and unstoppable.

So, to speak of the kingdom of Heaven as “a reign of love” is not adding to Jesus’ words. It’s letting Jesus’ life, death, and resurrection interpret them. If the Kingdom of Heaven does not look like love in practice, then we are not actually talking about the kingdom Jesus proclaimed.

I believe it is notable that Jesus announces this reign of love, not in the halls of power, but in Galilee, among people terrorized by empire, taxed into poverty, and made to believe that injustice was normal.

Repentance is necessary because people have learned to accept a world organized, not around the governing power of love, but around the governing power greed that crushes the poor.

So, Jesus’ call to repent was not a stern warning. It was hopeful, good news. He was saying to the people: “Hold your heads up! Don’t despair! The words of Isaiah are being fulfilled: ‘you who sit in darkness, in the shadow of death, a light is dawning!’So, you need to change the way you see things, because love is becoming the governing force in this world!”

Later in Matthew, we are shown exactly what this governing force looks like: “When Jesus sees the crowds, he has compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.” (Matthew 9:36) Others see the crowd and feel threatened. Jesus sees the crowd and feels compassion. And the word “compassion” here is visceral. Jesus sees the suffering of others and feels it in the pit of his stomach.

This is repentance embodied. To repent is to learn to see others as Jesus sees. To feel for others as Jesus feels. To refuse to be indifferent and to love as Jesus loved.

Repentance is believing that loving like Jesus has the power to change the world. Repentance means: seeing immigrants as neighbors; seeing the poor as beloved; seeing those harmed by violence as worthy of justice. It means even seeing enemies as beloved children of God. Repentance is believing no human is “illegal” or “an alien” or “garbage.”

Repentance is: welcoming the stranger; liberating the oppressed; caring for the sick; feeding the hungry; and educating children, not using them as bait to arrest their parents without due process. Repentance is honoring and protecting those who defend the defenseless, not shooting them dead.

The purpose of repentance is not to be saved from hell when we die. The purpose of repentance is to save our humanity from hellish cruelty while we are living.

Next, we read where this terrible phrase I learned as a child, “Repent or be sent” gets transformed and where it gets challenging. We learn the gospel of Jesus is not: Repent or be sent to hell. The gospel is: Repent and be sent to hell— into the hellish parts of this world as transforming agents of love. And that’s exactly what happens in Matthew 4.

Jesus says “Repent!” and then he immediately calls his disciples. Not to escape hell. But to go bravely into it. When the disciples repent, they are sent into systems of exploitation that reward greed and punish the poor. They are sent into communities disciplined by fear: fear of immigrants; fear of other religions; fear of truth. They are sent into a world that normalizes violence, sanctifies inequality, mocks compassion, terrorizes the most vulnerable, and calls it being faithful. They are sent into a world that looks an awful lot like ours.

We live in a time when choosing a career of cruelty gets you a $50,000 sign on bonus. A fascist government blatantly lies to cover up their murders of Nicole Good and Alex Pretti. Pure meanness is mistaken for strength. And empathy and mercy and compassion, the very essence of who Jesus of Nazareth was, is mocked. Diversity, equity, and inclusion are treated as threats. And love is considered weak.

But the gospel insists that love is far from weak, in fact, love is the only power that has ever changed the world for good.

Love dismantled slavery, not all at once and not without resistance, but through people who refused to accept human bondage as God’s will.

Love marched across a bridge in Selma and faced dogs, batons, and tear gas, not with weapons, but with the stubborn insistence that Black lives mattered.

Love sat in a Birmingham jail and wrote that injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.

And love is showing up today: in asylum seekers, refugees and immigrants risking everything for their children, in protesters like Alex Pretti and Nicole Good, who risk everything to protect them, in organizers who refuse to stop telling the truth, in people who keep walking the walk even when the road is long.

Love is on the move this weekend in Minnesota, as ordinary people march chant in sub-zero temperatures to peacefully protest racialized state violence, as clergy from all over the United States traveled to Minneapolis to stand in solidarity with those being dehumanized, demonized, and criminalized— one-hundred ministers arrested in the airport on Friday while singing hymns and reciting the Lord’s Prayer.

Next month, reminiscent of the march in Selma, love will be sent to walk the roads of North Carolina, from Wilson to Raleigh, in the Repairers of the Breach’s march called the “Love Forward Together.”

Not marching out of anger, at least not anger alone, but marching out of moral conviction, a deep compassion we feel in the pit of our stomachs.

Not walking to escape the world, but to declare that love, justice, and dignity belong at the center of public life.

And we will walk courageously and confidently, chanting, praying, and singing with hope in our hearts, as history keeps reminding us:

The Herods of the world die.

Empires fall.

Violence fails.

Cruelty exhausts itself.

Fear burns itself out.

ICE will melt.

And lies cannot stand forever.

But love? Love keeps moving forward.

The scripture promises: “Love never ends.” When everything else fails, love remains.

And that is why Jesus does not say, “Repent or else.” But says, “Repent and be sent.”

Sent to join the long, unfinished story of love changing the world.

Sent into a broken world not with doubt, but with assurance.

Sent into cruelty with compassion.

Sent into despair with hope.

Because the reign of God is near!

In the shadow of death, a light is dawning.

Love is breathing on our necks.

And love will have the last word.

The good news is:

Repent—and be sent.

Because love will win.

Amen.

 

Benediction

Beloved, as you return to the rest of your day
to quiet rooms or busy homes,
to news alerts or peaceful reflection,
to a world still aching for healing, and crying for justice
know this;

Empires will fall.
Violence will fail.
Cruelty will exhaust itself.
Fear will burn out.
Lies will not last.

But love will remain.

Love will keep walking.
Love will keep organizing.
Love will keep telling the truth.
Love will keep showing up.

So repent and be sent.
Sent from this moment with clearer eyes.
Sent into a hurting world with softer hearts.
Sent to love forward together,
even when the road is long
and the work feels heavy.

The reign of God is near.
It’s closer than you think,
closer than you feel.
It’s breathing right on our necks.

So, go in peace and hope.
Go in courage and power.
Go in love. Always in love.
Amen.

Behold! The Lamb Who Takes Away the World’s Sin

On By Rev. Dr. Jarrett BanksIn Sermons Year A2 Comments

John 1:29-34

“Behold!” It’s a powerful word, rich with meaning. But unless your last name is Shakespeare, you probably don’t use it that often. But maybe we should.

The imperative word is derived from the Greek Ἴδε (ide). It means: Wake up! Open your eyes! Take off the blinders! You need to stop whatever you are doing right now and start paying attention!

When John cries out, “Behold!” he’s doing what the prophets have always done: calling people to see what power doesn’t want us to see. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. heard the same summons. He asked America to wake up. He asked us to behold the gap between our creeds and our conduct, between what we claim to believe and what our systems actually do. Like John, King named injustice and exposed it. And, like John, he paid the price for it.

And what does John believe is imperative for us to see?

Behold! “The Lamb of God.”

Looking carefully at the language matters as scripture is so easily twisted to serve someone’s agenda. (By the way, taking the original language seriously is what it means to be “conservative,” conserving the original language and intent of the author.)

John is very precise here. He does not say that Jesus is “the lamb for God.” Because this is not about a sacrificial lamb offered up to appease God.

John says Jesus is “the lamb of God.” He is one who belongs to God, one who is aligned with the purposes of God.

Behind this image of the lamb is the Exodus story, where the lamb is a sign of deliverance from oppression, a symbol of liberation from slavery.

In Hebrew imagination, the lamb is also a symbol of vulnerability, a nonviolent creature caught up in violent systems. Thus, this is John’s way of saying that through Jesus, God identifies with the vulnerable. God stands with those crushed by violent power. That’s why Jesus said God is like a shepherd who will leave the flock to rescue the lamb who is most at risk, the lamb who is excluded or displaced.

Jesus calls himself the “the Good Shepherd” who knows his sheep. He identifies with them. This is why Jesus said when you feed the hungry, clothe the naked, welcome the stranger, heal the sick, visit the imprisoned, “you do it to me.”

And after the resurrection, he tells his disciples: “if you love me, feed my lambs” (John 21).

Then, John says something else which is often misunderstood:
“Behold! The lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.” The Greek word here is αἴρων (airōn). It’s a word that means to lift up or remove but also to carry off, to dismantle, to tear down, to abolish.

John is saying: “Behold! The lamb of God who dismantles the sin of the world.” And notice John does not say, “sins”, plural. He says “the sin” of the world.

Because John is not talking about the private moral missteps of individual people. He’s talking about a power, a logic, a way of the world which is organized against life. He’s talking about a world-shaping force that generates many evils.

I believe the Apostle Paul helps us to understand this force in his first letter to Timothy where we read: “the love of money is the root of all kinds of evil” (1 Timothy 6:10). “Root” is another important word. A root is a generative source. Roots are hidden. Roots feed systems. Roots shape what grows above the surface.

Across scripture, greed distorts justice. It fuels violence, and it legitimizes domination. Pharaoh’s economy depends on forced labor. The Prophets condemn those who “sell the poor for silver.” Jesus said no one can serve two masters. We “cannot serve God and weath.” The early church shared their possessions because they knew hoarded wealth destroys community.

Greed appears as the sin of the world in systems: policies that treat people as expendable; wars fought for resources and control; slavery justified as “economic necessity”; violence framed as “security”; borders hardened to protect wealth; and bodies criminalized when they threaten profit.

Greed requires coercion to protect itself. It requires violence when it’s challenged. And it requires religious justification to appear moral.

Fascism is not a separate sin from greed. Fascism is greed fully armored. It is greed baptized in nationalism, enforced by violence, and justified by religion.

This is the sin of the world that John wants us to see today. Behold, the Lamb of God, who is aligned with the purposes of God, who stands with the poor, the displaced, and the oppressed, is here to dismantle a world ordered by greed, power, and violence.

That is why Jesus is crucified. Not for forgiving private vices. But because he threatened a world built on profit, domination, and control.

This is always how it goes. The world does not kill people for being kind and forgiving. It kills them for standing in the way of unjust systems.

Jesus is crucified when he confronts empire.

King is assassinated when he challenges economic exploitation, racialized violence, and militarism.

The prophets are silenced when they refuse to make peace with injustice.

The early church understood this. When John said, “Behold!” they got it. They understood sin, not as personal vices, but as the power tied to death, empire, and idolatry. The Apostle Paul and John spoke of sin as a force that enslaves, rules, and kills (Romans 5–7; John 8; 1 John).

John 1:29 was heard as a bold political statement: Jesus is one who confronts the powers that order the world against God’s justice. The cross was seen as the exposure of these powers and Jesus’ solidarity with the crucified. And salvation meant liberation into a new way of life, into what Dr. King called the beloved community.

But over time, that vision narrowed.

In the 4th century, when Christianity was wed to the Roman Empire, naming the sin of the world became costly, because now the church had something to lose. Thus, sin was relocated from systems to individual souls (By the way, this is what some would call “liberal”—changing the original meaning of scripture to support your own politics).

But doing so kept Jesus safe for those in power, because the understanding of sin then moved away from empire, away from economics and violence, and to individual hearts and personal vices. Jesus becomes a solution for personal guilt, rather than a threat to unjust order.

And then this theologian and philosopher named Augustine came on the scene. He did not intend to protect injustice, but his emphasis on inherited sin and inward transformation, unintentionally narrowed sin to the individual soul. And over time, the church began to speak more about what was going wrong inside of people, than what was going wrong in the world.

John 1:29 is still quoted, but now the Lamb of God soothes consciences rather than dismantles systems.

As the church’s power grew, sin became something the institution could diagnose, quantify, forgive, and monetize.

The Reformers responded by recovering grace, but they kept sin personal. John 1:29 is read as: “Jesus was crucified to pay the price for my sin” rather “than Jesus dismantles the sin that crucifies people.”

During the Enlightenment, Western culture learned to see everything through the lens of the individual—individual rights, individual reason, individual responsibility. The Bible was read the same way. Sin became private. Religion became personal comfort instead of public truth. And that kind of faith proved remarkably useful to empire—blessing colonization, baptizing conquest, and remaining silent in the face of genocide and slavery.

Today, American Christianity still preaches John 1:29, but it’s almost never connected to economic exploitation, racialized state violence, and imperial power. The misinterpretation of John 1:29 did not simply produce bad theology. It produced an impotent church: a church good at managing guilt, saving souls, and blessing the empire, and bad at confronting injustice, naming structural sin, and standing with those crushed by power; good at accepting the Jesus of empire and bad about following the Jesus of scripture.

That is why John’s message is more important today than ever. “Behold!” Wake up! Open your eyes! Look at the world today. And look at who Jesus is and who Jesus is calling you to be in this moment.

“Behold!” It’s not a word meant only to be powerfully spoken. It’s a word meant to be powerfully lived.

If Jesus is the Lamb of God who dismantles the sin of the world, then following Jesus cannot mean retreating into some private spirituality while the world keeps crucifying the vulnerable.

If Jesus is the Lamb of God who dismantles the sin of the world, it means we must become a people baptized not just with water, but with the Holy Spirit and with fire, a people caught up in God’s movement to interrupt greed, expose violence, and refuse religious cover for injustice.

If Jesus is the Lamb of God who dismantles the sin of the world, it means we stand where Jesus stands—with the poor, the criminalized, the displaced, and the ones the world calls expendable.

If Jesus is the Lamb of God who dismantles the sin of the world, it means we must resist the systems that profit from fear, domination, and death.

Dr. King warned us that remembering the dream without continuing the struggle is a form of betrayal. To honor King is not to quote him once a year, but to confront the same forces he confronted: economic exploitation; racialized violence, militarism, imperialism, and religious complicity.

Behold! Let’s wake up! Let’s open our eyes. Remove the blinders. And see that the Lamb of God is still at work, dismantling the sin of the world.

Dr. King stands in a long line of those who followed the Lamb—people like Francis of Assisi, Harriet Tubman, Óscar Romero, Dorothy Day, César Chávez, Renee Nicole Good, and countless others who refused to make peace with a world organized against life.

And now it’s our turn.

And if this sounds overwhelming, remember that systems are dismantled not by heroes alone, but by ordinary people who refuse to live as though injustice is normal.

So, what does it mean, in practice, to follow the Lamb who dismantles the sin of the world? It means at least three things.

1. We tell the truth.

We refuse silence. We name what harms God’s children—even when it costs us comfort or safety. We call greed what it is. We call violence what it is. We call empire what it is.

2. We offer our bodies.

We show up to stand with the vulnerable—in phone calls and letters to our representatives, in vigils, in protests, and in places of grief because the Lamb is never neutral and always takes a side.

3. We reorganize our lives.

We loosen our grip on wealth. We practice generosity that disrupts hoarding. We align our spending, giving, time, and votes with life instead of death, because you cannot dismantle the sin of the world while funding it.

This is what it means to follow the Lamb. And when we live this way, we inevitably find ourselves standing in particular places, with particular people— in Minnesota, in Portland, in Chicago, in Palestine, in Iran, in Ukraine, in Venezuela, in Greenland, in Virginia, wherever empire kills, threatens and terrorizes God’s children, until the sin of the world is dismantled, until the system is abolished, until justice rolls down like waters, until all God’s children can breathe free.

Amen.

Pastoral Prayer

Holy and Living God,
God of justice and mercy,
God who hears the cry of the oppressed and does not turn away:

We come before you this morning because the world you love is hurting,
and because we refuse to pretend otherwise.

We come carrying the weight of what we have seen:
violence dressed up as policy,
greed disguised patriotism,
fear baptized as faith,
and power protected at the expense of human life.

Teach us again how to behold,
to see clearly what we those in power want us to ignore,
to name honestly what the world tries to normalize,
to look without flinching at suffering that is not accidental,
but produced by systems we are told to obey and not to question.

God of the Lamb,
we pray for all who are crushed beneath the sin of the world.

For immigrants and asylum-seekers living under constant threat,
families separated, children detained, lives treated as disposable,
be their shelter and their strength.
And disturb us, O God, when our comfort depends on their fear.

For Black and Brown communities targeted by violence,
over-policed and under-protected,
grieving lives stolen and justice delayed.
Hold the grieving close,
and unsettle every system that profits from racialized harm.

For workers exploited, wages stolen, bodies worn down,
while wealth is hoarded and inequality justified.
Strengthen those organizing for dignity,
and expose the lie that profit matters more than people.

For nations scarred by war, occupation, and imperial ambition,
for Gaza, for Ukraine, for Sudan, for Haiti,
for all places where civilians pay the price for the ambitions of the powerful.
Break the cycle of domination,
and give us the courage to resist the machinery of death.

God, we confess that too often the church has been silent
when it should have spoken,
neutral when it should have resisted,
and complicit when it should have stood with the crucified.

Forgive us when we have settled for private faith
while public injustice went unchallenged.
Forgive us when we sought peace without justice,
order without equity,
and unity without truth.

And yet, O God,
we thank you that despair does not have the final word.

We thank you for prophets who still cry out,
for organizers who refuse to give up,
for communities practicing mutual care,
for young people daring to imagine another way,
for elders who remember that change is possible.

Strengthen us to follow the Lamb:
not just in belief, but in practice;
not just in worship, but in witness.

Make us a people who tell the truth even when it costs us,
who stand with the vulnerable even when it is risky,
who resist systems of death even when it would be easier to look away.

Baptize us again with your Spirit and with fire
so that our faith is not passive,
our hope not shallow,
and our love not afraid.

Until the sin of the world is dismantled.

Until the systems of greed, fear and violence are abolished.

Keep us faithful, keep us awake, keep us moving.

We pray all this in the name of Jesus, the Lamb of God,
who stands with the crucified and leads us toward life.

Amen.

Standing in Line with God

On By Rev. Dr. Jarrett BanksIn Sermons Year ALeave a comment

Matthew 3:13-17

No one likes to wait in line, whether it be at the drive thru, the grocery store, the doctor’s office, or even for supper at the church on Wednesday night. When I have been asked: “Preacher, what do you think hell is like?” I have often responded: “I think it’s like waiting in line. It’s like one long, hot crowded line.”

It’s why we go to Busch Gardens on a weekday, make the reservation at our favorite restaurant, and always, always, schedule an appointment with the DMV. It’s why we love the self-checkout lanes at Kroger, online banking, and the ability to pay for our gas at the pump.

That’s why we might find it crazy to discover that this is how Jesus began his public ministry. He doesn’t start with a miracle. He doesn’t open with a prayer or even begin with a sermon. He gets the whole thing started by standing in line.

Matthew tells us that Jesus comes from Galilee to the Jordan to be baptized by John. It’s hard to imagine how long that line was, as we read in verse five that “Jerusalem, and all Judea, and all the region around the Jordan, were going out to John” to be baptized.

I wonder how long Jesus waited in that line—the people he met, the conversations he had.

When Jesus finally gets to the front of the line, John scratches his head. For John knows his role. He knows who Jesus is. And he knows the script saying, “Jesus, this is crazy, you should be baptizing me!”

But Jesus refuses the script: “Let it be so now,” Jesus says, “for it is proper for us in this way to fulfill all righteousness.”

Which is Matthew’s eloquent of saying: “This is how God likes to do things.”

God does not look down on the creation from some lofty throne, watching us from a distance, as Bette Midler used to sing. God gets in line beside us.

The Holy One is not so above us that God has a Fast Pass or Quick Queue, to skip the line, to avoid human suffering. Through baptism, the God of Jesus, wades in the mud and even goes underwater with the people.

And it’s not just any water that Jesus is immersed. It’s the Jordan River. It’s the place where enslaved people once crossed into freedom and Pharaoh’s power was finally broken.

It’s in this historic river that John stands preaching repentance. But not the type of personal repentance you may have learned as a child in Sunday School. Growing up in my Baptist church I was taught that it primarily meant that you didn’t cuss, dance, drink, smoke, or chew, or go with boys and girls who do.

But John was preaching the type of repentance that will get your head served on a silver platter by the King Herods of the world. There, in the historic waters that symbolized the liberation of the Israelites, John was preaching a repentance that names immoral leaders, unjust systems, inequity, violence, and greed.

He calls out economic exploitation. He calls out religious complacency. And he lets all who have been wounded, discounted, or displaced by those in power know that God is on their side.

This is why people from all over the land were lined up that day, and this is why Jesus got in line, and waited his turn to be baptized.

Not to wash away his sins, but to join John’s movement of justice and liberation. And to be counted among those who are desperate, burdened, oppressed, and longing for change. He aligns himself with people who have been told, by empire and by religion alike, that they are the problem.

This is how God likes to do things. This is God refusing to remain aloof, floating somewhere in heaven above history. This is God rejecting a false righteousness that doesn’t dare get its feet muddy and a salvation that skips past suffering. The good news is that Jesus’ baptism is one of solidarity with all who suffer.

And this good news matters right now more than ever.

Because we are living in a moment when the privileged still look down on the poor. They preach responsibility downward while hoarding upward. Violence is accepted, truth is manipulated, and cruelty is justified.

We live in a world where immigrants are blamed instead of welcomed, the poor are shamed instead of protected, military force is justified as necessary instead of exposed as a failure of moral courage, and faith is used to bless it all, instead of denouncing it.

And it is into this moment, the gospel says: Jesus gets in line, steps into the mud, and enters the water. Not above the moment. Not even beside it. But immersed in it.

Baptized in the Jordan, Jesus resists domination by choosing humility.

He resists violence by choosing vulnerability.

He resists hierarchy by choosing to stand in line.

Jesus’ baptism in the Jordan is active, nonviolent, embodied resistance to everything in this world that denies human dignity.

And notice that this is when the heavens open up.

Not when Jesus proves himself with an inspiring sermon.

Not when he performs a miracle that impresses the multitudes.

And not when he conquers anything or anyone.

The heavens open up when Jesus gets in line, stands in the mud, and goes underwater with the people. This is when a voice can be heard: “This is my Son, the Beloved, with whom I am well pleased.”

Before sermons. Before healings. Before confrontations.

Before the cross. Before resurrection.

Before anything. God says, “Beloved.”

This is the foundation of everything that follows in the gospel story. Jesus does not do anything in his life or ministry to earn love, but does everything from love. It is love that informs everything.

And when we forget this, that it is all about love, church can become performance, and working for justice can become a burden. When we forget that it is all about love, we can start confusing violence, and even hate, with being with being faithful.

This is why Jesus’ baptism reminds us that before the work of liberation and justice can begin, belovedness comes first.

Because beloved people don’t need to dominate.
Beloved people don’t need to dehumanize.
Beloved people don’t need to lie or believe the lies to survive.

Beloved people can tell the truth in love.
Beloved people can get in line and stand with the suffering.
And beloved people can resist violence without becoming violent themselves.

This is why the Spirit descends like a dove, and not like an eagle. Not like a sword or a bomb. But like a dove, a symbol of peace, revealing that when we accept our belovedness, we see that nonviolence is the shape of God’s power in the world.

This is why Jesus’ baptism is so important. For we live in a culture addicted another shape of power. We are taught that change only comes through force, domination, punishment, humiliation, and violence.

Jesus’ baptism teaches us that the reign of God on this earth does not advance by threatening and crushing enemies, but happens by creating beloved community. The kingdom does not come through fear, but through love. And the movement of God does not rise by lording over or climbing over bodies, but by getting in line and kneeling beside them.

So, what does this all mean for us, right here, right now?

It means if the church is following the way of the nonviolent Jesus, we cannot remain safe, secluded, and separated from the suffering of this world.

That means we cannot remain dry while the world is drowning.

It means we cannot sing about justice while refusing solidarity with those who experience injustice.

It means we cannot preach love, and not stand in line with people in places of grief, protest, and exhaustion, with poor people bearing the weight of policies that benefit the rich, with immigrants terrorized by the state, or with all those shaken by the killing of Renee Good—a mother, a neighbor, and a beloved human being whose death has rightly unsettled our conscience.

It means we must be willing to go into the waters where any person or group is struggling to breathe and boldly call the principalities and powers of darkness to repent.

And to do this faithfully, to do this nonviolently, we must listen again for that voice: not the voice of fear-mongering politics; not the voice of religious nationalism. But the voice that still speaks over muddy water and trembling bodies, saying: “Beloved.”

“You are my sons, my daughters, my children.”

You are not forgotten.
You are not disposable.
And you are not alone.

I stand with you.

You are important. You matter. You are beloved.

And if we believe in that voice, we will:

resist injustice without surrendering our humanity;
confront lies without becoming cruel;
and build movements rooted not in fear, but in belovedness.

Jesus gets in line, stands in the mud, and goes underwater so that we might rise, not above anyone, but together, side by side.

This is how Jesus says righteousness is fulfilled.

This is how God still does things in this world.

This is how the heavens are opened.

And this is how the world is changed.

So, as we leave this place this morning, the call of the gospel is both simple and demanding: stand in line.

Stand in line for justice when white supremacy still distorts our laws, our stories, and our sense of who belongs.

Stand in line for voting rights when democracy is attacked and weakened.

Stand in line for social justice when whole communities are denied dignity, safety, and opportunity.

Stand in line for equity when systems continue to benefit some while burdening others.

Stand in line against violence, in our streets, in our rhetoric, and in our policies, when force is treated as the answer instead of a failure of moral courage.

And today, we must stand in line in grief, lament, and protest, for Renee Nicole Good, whose life was taken by violence that never should have happened.

We must stand beside all who live in fear in their own homes, with all whose lives are endangered by power, control, and violence, and we must name this system that continues to terrorize and kill our neighbors as sin. We must refuse to be silent and commit ourselves to work for a world where such violence has no refuge.

We stand in line not above people, not ahead of people, but with people, all the people, especially those who have been pushed to the margins, silenced, or told to wait their turn.

We step in the mud and stand in line in, even when the line is long, even when they call us crazy, even if it feels like hell.

Because when we stand in line like Jesus did, we discover that this is where God stills shows up.

This where the heavens still open up.

This is where love is still heard

And this is the only way the world can still be changed.

Amen.

The False Religion of Herod: Wisdom Pilgrims in Violent Times

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Matthew 2:1-12

Some say that “an epiphany” is what happens anytime someone discovers something brand new, like when they say something like: “I was today-years-old when I discovered thisor learned that.”

I was today-years-old when I discovered the game we played as children called, “tag,” (T.A.G.) is an acronym: “Touch and Go.”

I was today-years-old when I learned the nursery rhyme “this little piggy went to the market,” didn’t mean this little piggy was going to Kroger to pick up some groceries. It meant this little piggy was going to be the groceries!

I was today-years-old when I learned the word “stressed” is just “desserts” spelled backwards. Or I was today-years-old when I learned that the Bible never says there were three wise men. It only mentions three gifts. And they were not kings, but magi, astrologers, who did not visit the baby Jesus at the manger with the shepherds. but visited the toddler Jesus in a house maybe a couple of years later. And there is no scholar who believes they rode on camels.

However, the word “epiphany” means something more. Even the Google says: When someone says, “I had an epiphany,” it means they’ve experienced a powerful, illuminating moment of clarity that changes not only their perspective, but their actions.

The Epiphany we commemorate today reveals what’s really going on in the world, and then, calls us to make a change, to do something. Epiphany is both an unveiling and a calling.

Matthew wastes no time unwrapping Christmas: “After Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, in the time of King Herod…”

Before the star shines and gifts are given, Matthew names the power in the room. Because Epiphany is not just about who Jesus is. It’s about what his presence in the world exposes.

Herod hears of a child born “king of the Jews,” and Matthew says he is frightened, and notice this, “all of Jerusalem with him.” Because when an unhinged autocrat like Herod is frightened, everybody is in trouble.

Herod is frightened because oppressive power always recognizes a threat when it hears one. And this is the first thing that Matthew wants us to understand. Jesus, and the way of liberating love, mercy, justice, and nonviolence he would teach, model, and embody, and call others to follow, poses a serious threat to the kings of this world.

Now, one might guess that Herod would follow in the steps of his predecessor Antiochus IV who outlawed Jewish religious rites and traditions.[i] But Herod does not reject religion. He does something far more sinister, something that came quite naturally for his egotistical, greedy, self-serving, always-looking-out-for-number-one self. Instead of banning religion, he uses religion. He exploits faith purely for personal benefit.

He gathers the scribes. He pretends to consult the scriptures. He listens as scribes read the prophets to him. He speaks fluently in religious language, asking about the Messiah.

And then he lies. Not crudely. Not clumsily. The smooth-talking conman lies faithfully.Or at least, it sounds that way:

“Go and search diligently for the child, and when you find him, bring me word, so that I also may go and pay him homage.”

This is Herod doing one of the things Herod does best: conning people in order to serve himself. This time it’s religious people, making them believe he is one of them.

But the religion of Herod is a lie. It’s just fear, dressed up as faith. It’s violence wrapped in reverence. It’s power using the name of God for evil purposes.

Matthew wants us to see this clearly, because as you know, this is not an ancient political scheme. It’s a recurring one.

And today, we need to say it clearly and often: White Christian Nationalism is not Christianity. It is the lie of Herod, baptized and repackaged.

It claims a nation and a race of people are God’s favorites.
It confuses achievements and dominance with the blessing of God.

It demands absolute loyalty and calls it being faithful.

And it’s all a lie.

And what makes the lie so dangerous is wherever it takes root, someone, or some group, is always made expendable.

Antisemitism grows when Christianity is fused with national identity, turning Jewish neighbors into outsiders within a so-called “Christian nation.”

Islamophobia flourishes when that same logic decides who belongs and who never will, baptizing fear and casting Muslims as threats rather than beloved neighbors.

And political violence becomes justified when religious language sanctifies power, hardens hearts, training people to confuse cruelty with righteousness in the name of God and country.

Herod did not invent hatred. He simply learned how to make hate sound holy.

This is the evil Epiphany reveals. The whole world witnessed it on Christmas Day when bombs dropped on Muslims in Nigeria were called “a Christmas present.”

This is the false faith of Herod. It’s state violence that is baptized. It’s innocent lives reduced to collateral, and it’s the holy name of Christ used to bless what the nonviolent Jesus condemns.

And when Christians applaud it, excuse it, or explain it away, then the lie has completed its work. Because the greater travesty is not only that power speaks this way; it’s that the church learns to tolerate it.

This is why Epiphany matters. Epiphany exposes this false religion of Herod. But as even Google points out, Epiphany doesn’t stop there. Epiphany tells us exactly what to do about it.

In a recent article, Father John Dear reminds us that the Magi are not decorative figures in a nativity scene. They are our model. He calls the Magi “wisdom pilgrims,” people on a lifelong spiritual journey toward the God of peace. They follow the light they are given, not toward comfort, but toward truth.[ii]

It cannot be overstated that the Magi are outsiders, foreigners, practitioners of another tradition; and yet, they suddenly see what the insiders miss. They are “that-day-old” when they recognize that God’s presence and power is not found in palaces or on thrones, but in vulnerability. They kneel before the child, presenting their gifts.

And then comes the main point of Epiphany.

After the revelation, after the worship, after the gifts, they are ordered to return to Herod: to report back; to cooperate and to collude; to assist a system that sacrifices the innocent to preserve itself.

But Matthew tells us that once they encounter this child, once they meet the God of peace enfleshed in vulnerability, they cannot comply. They disobey orders. Not violently. Not dramatically. But decisively. Because, as Father Dear would say, once you meet the nonviolent Jesus, obedience to violent power becomes impossible. Epiphany makes cooperation with violence morally incoherent.

This is the moral clarity that is needed in our world today. The Magi understand something Herod never will: you cannot encounter a God who enters the world without violence and then support a war-making system. You cannot kneel before a vulnerable child and not resist a tyrant.

This is why Father Dear points out that, after Epiphany, discipleship becomes civil disobedience. Because it is obvious that the nonviolent Jesus cannot be fused with empire. And religion used to justify violence or cruelty is no longer Christian. It is anti-Christ.

This is why the lie must sound religious. Because violence cannot survive without spiritual cover. This is why empire always needs chaplains. Because power depends on churches that will quote scripture while looking away.

The good news is that not many of you, if any, were “today-years-old” when you discovered not every prayer is faithful. Not every “God bless America” from a politician is holy. Not every appeal to God deserves our allegiance. Not every law should be followed. And this is where Epiphany informs our public life.

Because when religious language is used to justify war, the church must decide whether it will provide cover or tell the truth.

When antisemitism hides behind distorted theology, the church must remember Jesus was a Jew.

When Islamophobia is baptized as security, the church must choose whether fear or love will shape its witness.

When political violence is normalized with Christian rhetoric, the church must decide whether it still recognizes the voice of Herod and follows the voice of Jesus.

The Magi show us what faithfulness looks like after Epiphany. It looks like nonviolent resistance.

And that is the call Epiphany places on us now.

Not to admire the Magi.
Not to romanticize their journey.
But to join them.

Father Dear says we too are called to be “wisdom pilgrims.” We are people who seek the nonviolent Jesus on the margins of a culture addicted to violence. We are people who are allowing our encounter with Christ to lead us away from systems that depend on bloodshed and cruelty. We are people who live the Sermon on the Mount not as metaphor, but as mandate.

Our faith is a faith of resistance. It’s faith that refuses to bless bombs. It’s faith that refuses to baptize borders. It’s faith that refuses to confuse domination with God’s blessing. It’s a faith that will call out the proclamation that “this is a Christian nation” for what it is. It’s a lie, a dangerous lie that must be called out. Because change will happen, not because people will stop the lies, but because the lies are exposed by the light.

The good news is that the light still shines in our world.
Truth is still being revealed.
And Christ is still born into this world that would rather kill him than change anything.

So, let’s go from this place today as wisdom pilgrims.

Follow the Light, even when it leads you away from power.

Shine the light, even when it is dangerous to do so.

Refuse the lie, especially when it sounds religious.

Withdraw your cooperation from violence in every form it takes.

Kneel and offer your gifts only where the God of the nonviolent Jesus is truly revealed.

And may the God of peace guide our steps, the Christ of nonviolence shape our faith, and the Spirit that is Holy give us courage to live what has been revealed, to live this Epiphany.

And when we are challenged, when our faith is questioned, when we are asked what’s gotten into us. “What kind of kind of resolution did you make this year?”

May we remember this Epiphany Sunday and answer: “I was today-years-old when I learned that following Jesus means becoming ‘a wisdom pilgrim.’”

Amen.

[i] https://www.thetorah.com/article/antiochus-iv-persecution-as-portrayed-in-the-book-of-daniel

[ii] https://open.substack.com/pub/fatherjohndear/p/civil-disobedience-a-spiritual-journey?utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=post%20viewer

 

 

 

New Year’s Eve Prayer

On By Rev. Dr. Jarrett BanksIn Advent and Christmas1 Comment

Holy God of yesterday, today, and tomorrow,

we arrive at the edge of this year carrying more than we expected.

Some of what we carry is joy: surprises we did not plan and moments of grace we did not and could never create.

Some of what we carry is grief: names we speak more quietly now; dreams deferred; wounds that did not heal on our timeline.

We bring it all to You, trusting that nothing in our hands is too heavy for Your mercy.

As this year closes, we confess we have grown tired in a world that never seems to rest.

We have been tempted to numb ourselves to suffering that feels endless, to shrink our compassion in order to survive, to settle for outrage instead of action.

Forgive us for the ways we have learned to look away when love required us to look closer.

Yet, even now, O God, You are still at work.

You have not abandoned this world to violence, nor surrendered it to despair.

You are still planting seeds of justice in places we were told nothing good could grow.

You are still calling ordinary people to live brave, inconvenient, nonviolent lives.

So, as we step into a new year, we do not pray for mere optimism.

We pray for resilient hope.

The kind of hope that tells the truth about what is broken and still believes repair is possible.

The kind of hope that refuses to dehumanize our neighbors, even when fear tells us to do so.

The kind of hope that keeps showing up, to love, to serve, to resist, to heal.

Teach us to measure this coming year not by what we accumulate, but by who we protect.

Not by how safe we feel, but by how faithfully we love.

Not by how loudly we speak, but by how courageously we act.

When the road ahead feels uncertain, remind us that You go before us.

When we feel small, remind us that a bite of bread and a tiny sip of wine is still enough.

When we stumble, remind us that grace does not run out at midnight.

Receive this year that is ending. Bless this year that is beginning. And shape us into a people who do not merely watch the world change, but who, by Your Spirit, help bend it toward justice, mercy, and peace.

We pray in hope,
we pray in resolve,
we pray in the name of Jesus,
who makes all things new.

Amen.

Limping into the New Year

On By Rev. Dr. Jarrett BanksIn Advent and Christmas, Short Articles3 Comments

On the Friday before Christmas, my wife Lori was returning home on I-85 near High Point, North Carolina, when the dashboard lit up, and the car did something no one ever wants a car to do going 70 mph on the interstate. It went into “limp mode.”

If you’ve never experienced it, “limp mode” is exactly what it sounds like. The car doesn’t stop completely. It doesn’t break down and shut off on the side of the road. But it can no longer go as it once did. Power is reduced. Speed is limited. Everything is suddenly fragile.

Lori stayed calm while panicking a little at the same time. However, she kept both hands steady on the wheel. She said to herself: “I am still here. I am going slow, but I am still moving.” She listened to what the car could still do, not what it could no longer do. And little by little, she guided it safely off the highway to a convenience store. A tow truck came. A mechanic took a look. A few days later, the problem was fixed. And now she’s back on the road.

As we step into a new year, Lori’s limp-mode adventure feels like a parable, as many of us are not roaring into January with full power. Honestly, we are limping, emotionally, spiritually, financially, physically. Some are carrying grief that didn’t resolve itself by December 31. Some are exhausted by a world that keeps demanding more while offering less. Some are doing the brave work of survival and calling it what it is.

The good news is that “limp mode” doesn’t mean we have failed or need a complete overhaul.

It only means that something in the system needs attention. It means slow is the new faithful.

The temptation in a new year is to pretend we’re stronger than we are. We make bold promises we don’t have the fuel to keep. We shame ourselves for not accelerating fast enough. However, wisdom teaches us something different. Remain calm, even if we are panicking a little. Pay attention to what we still have. Protect what’s still working. Get to a safe place.

There is hope, not because everything is fine on January 1, but because we are still moving.

Hope looks like pulling over instead of pushing harder. Hope looks like asking for help. Hope looks like trusting that repair and recovery are possible, even if we don’t yet know how or when.

The car didn’t heal itself on the highway. It needed a tow. It needed a mechanic. It needed time.

So, if you are limping into this year, the good news is that you are not broken beyond repair. As long as you are still moving, even slowly, there is a future for you in 2026. As long as you are paying attention, pulling over when needed, and letting others help carry what you cannot, there is grace for the road ahead.

And sometimes the most hopeful thing we can say at the start of a new year is this: “I’m still here.” “I am going slow, but I am still moving.”

And that is enough to begin.

Christmas on the Run

On By Rev. Dr. Jarrett BanksIn Advent and Christmas, Sermons Year A2 Comments

 

Matthew 2:13-23

We love a Christmas story that soothes, slows, and settles us down. Like the ones on the Hallmark Channel. Where people come back home, fall in love, get engaged in the snow, start a small business on the town square, and live happily ever after. Nothing too disruptive. Nothing that can’t be resolved in ninety minutes with a hot cup of cocoa and a change of heart.

And we love the nativity. Of course, I am talking about the kind that’s stationed inside the mall near JCPenney’s. A baby in a manger who doesn’t cry, need a diaper, or make a fuss. A very calm Mary and Joseph. Shepherds kneeling quietly. Magi standing in their place, holding their gifts. A silent night that doesn’t disturb anyone’s politics, profits, or comfort.

The problem is that that looks and sounds nothing like the scene in Matthew’s gospel.

Before wonder has time to settle in, an angel appears to Joseph in a dream and says: “Get up! Take the child and flee to Egypt.” Not relocate. Not travel. Not go on a spiritual retreat. As soon as Love takes on flesh, Love is forced to flee.

Matthew reminds us today that Christmas is a story on the run. The Prince of Peace has been born into a world ruled by selfish power and violent fear and the Word Made Flesh is forced to flee as a refugee.

Herod receives the news that a child has been born who might upend his throne. So, he does what all insecure authoritarians and their sycophants do. Herod confuses his own survival with the will of God. To protect his reign, he weaponizes fear and sacrifices the innocent.

And so, the story of Christmas becomes, not a peaceful hallmark story of personal salvation and happily-ever-after, but a frantic, suspenseful thriller of border crossings, desperate decisions, and parents doing whatever it takes to keep their child alive.

This is real Christmas. This is Christmas in a world where the powerful will do anything to stay powerful. And this is the Christmas they want us to forget.

Now, it’s probably not too sinful to sit down and watch that Hallmark movie or to stop by the nativity scene at the mall—

as long as we understand that there’s no way the holy family gathered around that manger Bethlehem would pass today’s background checks for moral or financial worthiness—

and as long as we understand Jesus was born a poor, brown-skinned, Jewish Palestinian into a world where governments rip apart families like his.

And we must never be fooled whenever we hear the powerful claim that they are the “protectors of Christmas,” the reason people are saying “Merry Christmas” again.

Because, in the real world, the powerful don’t protect Christmas. They fear it. So, they seek to capture it. Control it. Own it. And then tame it. Change it into something that looks nothing like Matthew 2. Because when Christmas is taken seriously, it is a threat to every system built on fear and domination.

The spirit of Christmas stirred the abolitionists to challenge slavery. It sustained the faith of enslaved people who believed God was indeed on the side of the oppressed. And it fueled movements that dared to imagine freedom in a culture structured to deny it. It unsettled Jim Crow, exposed segregation as sin, and inspired ordinary people to stand up to extraordinary injustice.

That is why Matthew reaches back to the prophet Hosea and writes, “Out of Egypt I have called my son.” Hosea was speaking of God calling Israel out of Egypt, out of slavery, out from under the grip of empire.

Like the Israelites, God does not shield Jesus from the oppression of a tyrannical government. But there, in Egypt, Jesus experiences the same paths of displacement, oppression, grief, and danger that marked the lives of the enslaved Hebrews…and so many immigrants and refugees today.

Which means that there is no way we can preach this text honestly without asking hard questions about our own moment in history:

when children are still caught in the crossfire of political fear;

when families are still fleeing violence, famine, and oppression;

when the powerful are shameless in their lies to justify cruelty;

and when religious language is still being used to bless policies that terrorizes families.

Herod is not just a character in the Bible.
Herod is a historical pattern.

Herod is a scourge on this world that shows up any time leaders choose domination over compassion; any time power protects itself by scapegoating the vulnerable; any time the lives of children become collateral damage in the name of “order” or “security.”

And sadly, because Herod is a pattern, so is the weeping of Rachel. Matthew recalls words spoken by prophet Jeremiah: “A voice was heard in Ramah, wailing and loud lamentation, Rachel weeping for her children.”

Rachel weeps today in refugee camps. She weeps in detention centers. She weeps in neighborhoods and schools shattered by gun violence. She weeps in hospitals, on city streets, and at graves that should never have been dug.

And notice that Matthew doesn’t soften her grief: “wailing and loud lamentation.” Matthew does not explain it away. He does not say: “Things can happen.”

He lets Rachel weep, honestly, painfully, bitterly.

Because Christmas never denies suffering. Christmas names suffering. And then, it refuses to let suffering have the last word. The Herods of the world die. Empires fall. Fear cannot and does not win forever. The child survives. And that is the quiet defiance of Christmas.

Jesus grows up not sheltered from the world’s cruelty, but shaped by survival, displacement, and resistance.

Which may explain why, when he begins his ministry, he stands with the poor, the sick, the criminalized, and the cast out. Why he speaks so clearly about unjust power. Why he refuses to confuse God with empire, faith with nationalism, and love with judgment.

The story of Jesus is that God shows up not in Herod’s palace, but on the margins. Not with people claiming to be greatest, but with those considered to be the least. Not in an army, but in a vulnerable child.

And if we want to be faithful to this Christmas story, the question is not: “Do we believe in Christmas?” The real question is: “Where do we stand in Christmas?”

Do we stand with fear? Or with the families trying to survive it?
Do we stand to protect power? Or do we stand to protect children?

Do we sing Joy to the World, while only caring about joy in our little corner of the world?

Do we believe the good news of Christmas?

Not that God came once upon a time in the little town of Bethlehem. But the good news that God is still showing up, in the little town of Bedford, Boonesboro, Forest, Lynchburg, Madison Heights, Hurt, Appomattox, and Roanoke—in every town: through every act of courage; every refusal to dehumanize; every welcome offered to a stranger; every challenge to unjust power; every policy resisted that harms the innocent; every stand taken with the vulnerable; and every insistence that love is stronger than fear, and love always wins.

So, this Christmas, let’s not be afraid to tell the whole story.
Not just the angels, but the anguish.

Not just the birth, but the violence it provoked from the powerful.

Not just the joy, but the justice that joy requires.

Not just the glory, but the calling of Christmas, which is: if God is born among the vulnerable, then our faith is measured by how we treat them!

This is not Hallmark or shopping mall Christmas. This is real Christmas. This is Christmas on the run. This is Emmanuel, God with us, even here.

Thanks be to God.

Do Not Be Afraid: Love Is About to Be Born!

On By Rev. Dr. Jarrett BanksIn Advent and Christmas, Sermons Year A1 Comment

Matthew 1:18-25

On the fourth Sunday of Advent, we stand with a man named Joseph, on the threshold of a future he never expected.

Week after week, Advent has been inviting us to look for God to show up where no one is looking: in the wilderness, in the shadows, in the cries of prophets and the songs of unlikely women. And now, as Christmas draws near, our gospel lesson leads us into the quiet and conflicted heart of a man who wanted to do the right thing but wasn’t sure what the right thing was.

We’ve been there before, haven’t we, asking: “Now, what?” “What in the world do we do now?” “How should we respond to the news we’ve just received, this loss, this change, this crisis?” And how do we respond faithfully?

How do we believe with the prophet Zechariah in a future that seems impossible? How do we believe that what is broken doesn’t have to stay that way? How do we move past our grief and our cynicism?

Here’s some good news that we shouldn’t miss: Matthew writes, “This is how the birth of Jesus the Messiah came about.”

How about that? Christmas didn’t come wrapped in certainty, clarity, or confidence, but in confusion, shock, and scandal, in questions that kept Joseph up at night.

Joseph receives the news that Mary is pregnant with a child that is not his. But Joseph is righteous, which means he loves God and neighbor. He believes in the golden rule and wants to do the merciful thing, the kind thing, the just thing. But sometimes, even righteousness can get tangled in fear. Even righteousness can struggle to imagine a horizon beyond the one we can see.

And so, Joseph, like so many of us, makes a plan to manage a difficult situation quietly, discreetly, safely.

This may be where that old saying “If you want to make God laugh, make a plan.”

Joseph had a plan. A good plan. A righteous plan. And then God showed up, and God being God says: “We’re going to need to revise that!”

An angel of the Lord interrupts his plans: “Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid.”

It’s something perhaps we all need to hear:

Do not be afraid of uncertainty.

Do not be afraid of mystery.

Do not be afraid of this news you did not expect.

Do not be afraid to love beyond what the world tells you is reasonable

or socially acceptable.

Do not be afraid to let go of your plans and let God write the rest of your story!

And then comes the promise: “The child conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit… and you shall call his name Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.”

It’s important to understand that this is not just about personal sin, as we have been led to believe. It’s about God stepping into a world shaped by injustice and rescuing God’s people from everything that keeps them bound. Jesus is born to save people from the moral sickness of systems that deny dignity, distort truth, and crush the vulnerable.

Joseph stands right where many of us stand in this season: between the world as we know it today and the world God is unfolding; between our lived reality and the day when love will finally win; between answering a call and fear of where saying “yes” to that call may take us.

And it is precisely here, in this fragile in-between space, that Advent makes its final turn, not toward certainty or explanation, but toward love. And not toward just any love.

The love that breaks into Joseph’s life is not a sentimental love that asks nothing from him. It’s not a love that Joseph is only meant to feel deep inside.

 It is a fierce, courageous, and public love that asks something of Joseph: for him to be selfless; for him to sacrifice; for him to give of himself, for him to walk humbly and do justice. It’s the kind of love that refuses to leave any of God’s children cast aside or put away. And it is a love that refuses to allow fear to keep Joseph on the sidelines, insisting instead that he become a participant in God’s unfolding promise.

We know something about that kind of love; because this year, we have lived it. We have seen this love hold us together when the world felt like it was falling apart.

It’s the love that kept us going when mercy was mocked, when compassion was ridiculed, and empathy was dismissed. It’s the love that kept us committed when the holy values of equity, diversity and inclusion were attacked.

It’s the love that kept us showing up when the headlines were heavy, when the rhetoric of the powerful dehumanized the vulnerable, when policies wounded the poor, and when silence would have been much easier than faithfulness.

It’s the love that steadied us as we protested, prayed, voted, organized, fed, welcomed, and spoke out, sometimes with trembling voices, always with stubborn hope, because being silent was not an option, and we knew disengaging was not faithfulness.

It’s the love that has held us.

It’s the love that has carried us.

It’s the love that keeps us from surrendering our conscience,
even when cruelty is normalized, lies are rationalized, faith is compromised, and the truth is redacted.

It’s the love that will not let us look away, back down, or give up.

It’s the love that compelled us to feed the hungry, welcome the stranger, stand with the marginalized, and speak truth even when it came at a cost.

It’s the love that refused to let exhaustion become indifference, or disappointment become despair. It’s the love that sustained Marian Stump in the last year of her life, and so many who faced unexpected hardships, giving this year meaning and purpose with hope.

Time and again, when it would have been easier to retreat, this love called us forward.

And, like Joseph, it asks us not merely to survive the moment, but to participate in what God is still bringing to birth in the world. The same love that has carried us through fear and fatigue continues to call us today: to choose courage even when the path is uncertain. It asks us, like Joseph, to march into God’s unfolding promise, not safely, not quietly, but faithfully, boldly, and without delay.

The story of Joseph, of fear giving way to faithfulness, of uncertainty giving way to courageous action, is the Advent story.

It’s Joseph’s story. And it is our story. It’s a story that teaches us that God’s love does not always look like what we wanted or expected. But it’s always more than we knew to hope for.

Matthew says that all of this happened “to fulfill what the Lord had spoken through the prophet.” A virgin. A child. A name: “Emmanuel, God with us.”

And it’s important to pay attention to where the prophet imagines Emmanuel showing up: not in palaces; not in legislative chambers; not in the places where people wield power as if it belongs to them. Emmanuel is born among the poor, the marginalized, the least of these, in places the world least expects.

And today, if we want to see where God is Emmanuel, where God is still showing up, we must look where the world still refuses to look:

among immigrant families demonized for daring to hope;
among those struggling in poverty in the richest nation in the world;
among workers whose wages don’t cover their rent;
among seniors choosing between food and medicine;
among children whose schools are underfunded;

among those who are dismissed, dehumanized, or told their lives do not matter.

If Christmas teaches us anything, it is that God does not wait for systems to change before God moves. God enters the world right in the middle of the darkness amid the injustice, and says: “Look what I’m about to do!”

“When Joseph awoke from sleep, he did as the angel of the Lord commanded him.”

Joseph steps into God’s calling even though everything around him still looks uncertain. This is the moral courage William Barber calls “standing on higher ground,” on the ground where justice outweighs fear, where mercy outruns judgment, and where love overrides everything!

Joseph chooses love over reputation. Love over comfort. Love over convenience. Love over any path that would have been easier. Love over everything!

And friends, Christmas 2025 asks nothing less of us.

When laws are passed that deepen poverty, we must be Joseph.

When families are separated, migrants are demonized, and immigrants are treated as threats rather than neighbors, we must be Joseph.

When leaders weaponize fear, pitting race against race, faith against faith, neighbor against neighbor, we must be Joseph.

When cruelty masquerades as strength, when lies are repeated until they are accepted as “truth,” when power is prized over people, we must be Joseph.

When the right to vote is narrowed, restricted, or quietly taken away, especially from the poor, the young, the elderly, and communities of color, we must be Joseph.

When creation itself groans under neglect and exploitation, when people cannot afford health insurance, when children are denied safety, dignity, or opportunity, we must be Joseph.

And when our own lives are disrupted, by grief, illness, injustice, or futures we never planned, we must be Joseph.

And the good news—the hopeful, peaceful, joyful, love-filled, good news of Christmas—is that God is still whispering to a fearful people: “Do not be afraid. I am Emmanuel. I am with you.” “Do not be afraid, because Love is about to be born!”

And when Joseph holds that newborn child, he will hold a future no empire can contain, no lie can stop, and no hatred can overcome. And on this Fourth Sunday of Advent, we are reminded: God is still writing the story!

And so, as Christmas approaches:

Let the weary find rest.
Let the silenced find voice.
Let the broken find healing.
Let the fearful find courage.
Let the struggling find companions on the road.
And let love—real, disruptive, justice-making, life-restoring love—be born again in us.

Because Emmanuel is still with us. God is still moving toward us. And Christ is still being born wherever love takes the risk that Joseph took.

May this Advent love, bold, disruptive, and steadfast, fill us with hope.

May it remind us that no matter what the new year brings—uncertainty, struggle, sickness, or sorrow—we are not alone.

May it strengthen us to speak truth, to stand for justice, to welcome the stranger, and to act with courage.

And may it remind us, again and again, that God is still at work. God is still bringing light out of darkness. God is still calling forth life and making all things new.

Amen.

Preparing the Way for Peace

On By Rev. Dr. Jarrett BanksIn Advent and Christmas, Sermons Year ALeave a comment

Isaiah 11:1-10; Matthew 3:1-12

As if we needed it, Advent is the annual reminder that the world is not as it should be. But it is also our reminder that God is not finished with this world yet. It’s a reminder that God has plans for this world, and you and I are a part of those plans.

Advent is a holy tension. We wait and watch, but we wait and watch with hope. We light candles, because we believe the light still rises, and peace on earth is still possible, even during a time of deep violence.

Today, our nation remembers another Sunday morning when the world was plunged into deeper violence, when fear and grief reshaped lives overnight.

We remember Pearl Harbor today, not to glorify war, but to deepen our longing to be a people shaped by the peace that God promises. On a day we remember a time when peace collapsed, when meetings for diplomacy didn’t happen, when steps to find equitable solutions were not taken, we gather to proclaim a new day, a new time when swords are beaten into plowshares, and peace is not a distant dream, but a way of life.

And through our scripture lessons this morning, two prophets speak about this time: Isaiah and John the Baptist. Two voices, centuries apart, but carrying one message: God is breaking into this world with a peace that transforms everything!

Isaiah speaks with poetry. John speaks with fire.

Isaiah shows us the world God intends.

John tells us how we must prepare for it.

Isaiah invites us to imagine and dream.

John insists we repent and change.

Together, they give us the full message of Advent: the hope and the urgency; God’s promise and our responsibility.

I love that Isaiah begins Advent with a stump, and Matthew begins with a wilderness. Isaiah says: “A shoot shall come out from the stump of Jesse.” Matthew tells us: “In those days John the Baptist appeared in the wilderness.”

A stump is what remains after something has been cut down. Here, it belongs to Jesse, the father of King David, symbolizing the seemingly dead royal lineage of David.

A wilderness is a place where familiar paths have disappeared. It’s a place of withdrawal, isolation, and loneliness.

 And yet, both are places where God begins again. Both are places where grace breaks in. Both are places where hope refuses to die, and love finds a way!

Some of us have walked into Advent this year with stumps in our lives. There have been losses, endings, dreams cut down, seasons cut short.

Some are walking toward Christmas this year surrounded by wilderness. There is much uncertainty, weariness, loneliness, and feelings of lostness.

But both Isaiah and John remind us of the good news: that God does some of God’s best work in the places that seem barren. God is in the business of making a way when it seems like there’s no way.

Isaiah gives us a breathtaking vision of God’s business in this world. It’s of a world ruled not by fear, corruption, hate, and violence, but by justice, tenderness, compassion, and reconciliation.

Wolves lie down with lambs. Children play safely at the entrance of a cobra’s den. Predators and prey live at peace.

This isn’t some fantasy. It’s the reordering of the entire world. Isaiah saw what scripture calls “shalom:” a peace that heals, restores, and reshapes not only society, but the entire creation.

Isaiah says this peace will be led by a Spirit-filled one who will: “judge the poor with righteousness…and decide for the meek with equity.”

In other words, peace and justice are inseparable. We cannot have one without the other. Peace without justice is fragile. Peace without equity is deceptive. Peace that ignores any harm to others, or to the creation, is not peace at all.

On this December 7th, as we remember our parents and grandparents waking up to the violence of Pearl Harbor, we must not pretend that violence belongs only to the past. For every day we wake up to stories of good people being yanked from their cars, or off the streets, on their way to work, on their way to school or to a thanksgiving dinner with their family, detained by masked men and deported because of the color of their skin. We wake up to stories of fishermen blown up in boats without due process or any chance to speak their truth.

 We see a world where fear is weaponized, food for the hungry is politicized, meanness is rationalized, human dignity is discounted, and inequity is engineered rather than accidental.

On this Pearl Harbor Sunday, we confess the many ways violence still shapes our world, and we cry out for the peace Isaiah dares to imagine and for which Christ commands us to prepare.

And then a wild, fiery preacher named John bursts into our story. He’s wearing some strange clothes. He’s got this crazy diet, and a voice that sounds like a siren screaming in the desert.

And his first word is not, “Peace.” No, it is, “Repent.”

Now, at first his preaching sounds like one of those hell, fire, and brimstone preachers we’ve heard before. We think, “no wonder they call him a Baptist!” At first, his message sounds like the opposite of Isaiah’s message, but the more we listen to it, we discover that John is not contradicting Isaiah. No, he’s showing us the way to Isaiah’s vision of peace.

You see, John knows that peace never arrives in this world easily. Peace is not passive. It’s not something we just sit back and wait for. Peace requires transformation. If peace is gonna come, then people gotta change!

If Isaiah shows us what peace looks like, John shows us what peace requires.

John calls us to turn from every way that does harm: our habits; our politics; our systems; our silence; our consumption; even our religion, especially our religion; to embrace a life of nonviolence. And he makes it clear that peace on earth is not some naïve dream from some woke, left-wing lunatic; it is a moral imperative from God. John is the prophet who prepares us for the world Isaiah describes.

John’s challenges his hearers to “bear fruit worthy of repentance.” In other words: Don’t just want peace and sing about peace. Live peace. Practice peace. Embody peace in your decisions, your priorities, your words, your vote, your compassion, your courage, your lifestyle.

Repentance is not self-hatred. It’s not guilt. And it’s not shame. True repentance is liberation. It’s simply returning to God’s way of peace that was intended for the creation.

On a day when the nation recalls the devastation of war, repentance becomes not just a personal religious ritual, but a moral commitment. It’s a commitment to dismantle hatred. It’s a commitment to stand with the vulnerable. It’s a commitment to uproot the seeds of harm before they ever take root in our lives or in our world.

That is the fruit worthy of repentance, as John says. That is the path toward the world Isaiah imagined.

And let’s not miss this. John’s harshest words are not aimed at the people the religious leaders dismissed as outsiders, unbelievers, or unclean. John’s sharpest critique is directed at the religious establishment itself, the ones who believed they were closest to God because of their heritage, their appearance, their privilege, their assumed moral superiority. He turns to them and says, “Do not presume… the axe is already lying at the root.”

John doesn’t say this because God delights in their tjdestruction. He’s not warning them because God wants to punish or shame them. John speaks this harsh word because God seeks to prune. God seeks to cut away anything, no matter how pious, polished, or patriotic, that destroys real peace in the world. And that includes any movement that weds faith to nationalism and proclaims that God’s blessing is the property of one nation, one party, one people. It includes any faith that blesses fear, excuses cruelty, or elevates domination as destiny.

We cannot cling to anything that kills equity.
We cannot preserve the things that preserve injustice.

We cannot call violence “protection,” or prejudice “tradition” or “heritage.”

We cannot keep watering the roots of fear, greed, Christian nationalism, or complacency, and then pretend we are bearing the fruit of peace.

Advent is the holy season of pruning, not for punishment, but for preparation. Advent will not allow us to believe that for peace, repentance is optional.

Isaiah teaches us what God’s peace looks like.

John teaches us how to make room for it.

Isaiah lifts our eyes.

John steadies our feet.

Isaiah speaks hope.

John calls for courage.

And together they prepare us for the Christ who comes not with military might, not with political coercion; but with justice, mercy, grace, humility, and fierce love: the Christ who judges with righteousness; the Christ who defends the meek, heals the sick, forgives the sinner, feeds the hungry, and includes the outcast.

This Advent, perhaps peace begins with us by letting something go:
a resentment we’ve carried too long; a fear that narrows our compassion; a selfishness that feeds our apathy and fuels our greed; a prejudice we inherited; a silence we use to avoid conflict.

Perhaps peace begins with healing something inside us.
Or perhaps peace begins with speaking a truth we’ve been afraid to name.
Or standing with someone who has been pushed to the margins.
Or choosing generosity in a season obsessed with consumption.
Or refusing despair in a world that seems addicted to it.

Or perhaps, on this December 7th, peace begins with remembering that violence is not inevitable, war is not destiny, and equitable solutions are real, and love, not hate, is what truly makes a nation great.

Advent is the season when we stare at the world’s stumps and declare, “A shoot’s gonna spout, and I can see it!”

We look at the wilderness and say, “A voice is calling, and I can hear it!”

We remember the wounds of history and pray with renewed commitment: “Never again!”

And we see the darkness all around us and still light our candles, because we trust the promise that the light still rises.

It rose from the stump of Jesse.
It rose in the waters of John’s baptism.
It rose in Bethlehem.
It rises in every act of justice.
It rises in every step toward peace.
It rises, even now, in us.

Thanks be to God. Amen.

Hope Still Rises

On By Rev. Dr. Jarrett BanksIn Advent and Christmas, Sermons Year C1 Comment

Isaiah 2:1-5

On this first Sunday of Advent, the beginning of the church year, we do what Christians have done for nearly two thousand years: we begin not with resolutions, but with a vision. Not with our predictions for the future, but with a word from a prophet who could see farther than his moment. We begin our year with Isaiah.

Isaiah looked at a world shaped by war, fractured by fear, and burdened by leaders who have lost their moral compass. The powerful nations of his day were stockpiling weapons, forming alliances of self-protection, and marching toward destruction. Violence was not the exception; it was the expectation. Peace was treated like a foolish dream.

And right in the middle of the darkness, Isaiah stepped forward and said, “I have seen something else.” He declared, “In days to come, the mountain of the Lord’s house shall be established as the highest of the mountains.”

It’s important for us to understand that Isaiah is not talking about geographical altitude here. He’s talking about moral altitude. He’s talking about a higher vision in a low-down world, a higher ethic in a selfish world, a higher purpose in a weary world.

Isaiah saw hope rising above the hills, not because humanity was finally learning how to love one another, not because it seemed like kings were suddenly going embrace kindness and empathy, not because history was correcting itself, the pendulum was finally swinging in the right direction, but because God was lifting the world toward something better.

This is the hope of Advent. It’s not optimism or sentimental waiting. It’s not whistling in the dark or something we naively sit around and wait to feel. Advent hope is an existential force that lifts us, a power beyond ourselves that refuses to let us down and keep us down.

Advent hope doesn’t deny the darkness, it climbs above it. Advent hope is God-given courage pulling our hearts, our communities, and even our nation toward higher ground. It’s a holy stubbornness, a refusal to give up and lie down in despair. It stands up tall. It climbs, and it calls the world toward the light. This is the vision Isaiah saw.

Isaiah’s mountain is not geographical; neither is it political. It’s not a nation with strong borders, for Isaiah says, “All nations shall stream to it.” The prophet imagines a world where people are not separating from one another in isolation but coming together toward something higher, where God is drawing the entire world upward.

And on that higher ground, people don’t seek supremacy; they seek solidarity. People don’t sharpen swords; they reshape them. They learn peace and study war no more. Isaiah is announcing a moral revolution: “They shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning hooks.”

It’s good for us to be reminded today that plowshares and pruning hooks are tools that grow food. They are tools that cultivate life. Isaiah describes what it looks like when nations truly choose life over death, when they refuse to spend its tax dollars not on war but on feeding the people.

It is a bold and disruptive vision. And it’s a necessary vision, for it confronts us with a truth that our nation must hear today, for we have not yet chosen plowshares over swords.

In her sermon on Thanksgiving morning during the Interfaith Service of Unity, Rev. Anghaarad Teague-Dees reminded us of the painful truth that “poverty exists, not because we cannot feed the poor, but because we cannot satisfy the rich.”

The United Nations recently calculated that the United States could end world hunger if we took less than 1% of the amount we annually spend on our military and spent it on food.

We pour billions into drones, missiles, and military expansion while families stand in line for food assistance that Congress debates like it’s a luxury. We allocate billions more to ICE detentions and border militarization than to programs like SNAP that put healthy food on the table for children, seniors, and working families. We have created a nation where it is easier to fund a weapon than a meal, easier to build a prison than a pantry, a nation that brags on opening a Department of War while it closes the department of education.

Isaiah stands in the middle of our budget priorities and declares: “God is calling you to live one way, but you insist on living the exact opposite way, which is not living.”

The prophet says a day is coming when nations will no longer invest in death but in life, where resources are used to cultivate, to nourish, and to heal. This is the future Advent is calls us to live into.

Although we are failing to live into that vision today, God has already planted signs throughout history showing us that this future is possible.

After the atrocities of World War II, the United Nations was formed. Imperfect, yes. But a step toward cooperation and peace.

Japan converted military industries into factories that built cameras, cars, and electronics, tools that helped rebuild global economies instead of destroying them.

In South Africa, after generations of apartheid, the Truth and Reconciliation Commission was formed to help the nation confront its past and rebuild toward peace.

These examples are not the fullness of Isaiah’s vision, but they are echoes of it, moments when swords were reshaped, moments when nations climbed a little closer to higher ground.

And oh, how we need such moments today as our world is aching today for higher ground.

This is where the spirit of the Moral Monday movement joins the voice of ancient prophecy.

On Monday, December 8, at 11 a.m., I will stand with other clergy outside Congressman McGuire’s office and call the Virginia legislature to higher ground as part of the Moral Monday movement. This movement was launched in 2013 with a document called “The Higher Ground Moral Declaration” which said, “it’s time to move beyond left and right, liberal and conservative, and uphold higher ground moral values!”

The declaration calls for a moral revolution of values rooted in scripture and in the foundational commitments of our nation. It names poverty, healthcare, wages, education, criminal justice, LGBTQ+ rights, immigrant dignity, environmental justice, and demilitarization as moral issues, not partisan ones.

It issues a prophetic, urgent call to the nation: “Come up to higher ground.”

Isaiah is saying the same thing. Isaiah climbs the mountain and then shouts back to the valley: “This is where we’re going. Come up higher!”

Advent calls us to join Isaiah, to say to every congressperson who weaponizes fear: “Come up higher.”

To every policymaker who refuses to lift the poor: “Come up higher.”

To every governor stripping rights from transgender children, healthcare from women, and food from the hungry: “Come up higher.

To every politician that believes more guns are the answer, on our streets, in our schools, “Come up higher.”

To every pulpit today that is choosing to stay silent as our immigrant neighbors are being terrorized, kidnapped by ICE, arrested and deported without any regard to due process, court orders or human dignity: “Come up higher.”

Higher than fear.

Higher than division.

Higher than cruelty.

Higher than self.

There is a mountain calling us today. And Advent is the church’s invitation to climb.

It is important to understand that Isaiah does not imagine individuals climbing this mountain alone. This is not a private, personal journey. We read in verse three: “Many peoples shall come and say, ‘Come, let us go up to the mountain of the Lord.’” This speaks to our need of community, to the reason church is important.

It is why we covenant with other churches and partner with nonprofits. It’s why we build coalitions with all who believe in the power love, why we work with others in acts of justice, mercy, and compassion. It’s why the Moral Monday chant is “Forward Together, Not One Step Back.”

Whenever we work together to feed families, we are climbing the mountain of the Lord.

Whenever we join hands to protect vulnerable children, when we stand shoulder to shoulder to shield our immigrant neighbors, we are climbing the mountain of the Lord.

Whenever we speak with one moral voice about dignity, equality, and compassion, we are one step closer to walking in the light of the Lord on the mountaintop.

The devotional book we created for you to pick up and take home today reminds us of this hope.

Hope is not sitting in the dark pretending everything will be fine. Hope is choosing to get up with others and walk toward the light of God’s future even when the present hurts. Hope is activism with prayer behind it. Hope is compassion with courage attached.

This is Isaiah’s invitation on this First Sunday of Advent: “Come, let us rise and walk in the light.”

Walk, not wait. Climb, not cower. Rise, not resign.

So today, let’s lift our eyes to the light rising in the darkness, lift our hearts to the hope God is placing before us, and lift our courage to meet the call of our faith.

And then, with Isaiah’s conviction, let’s speak to this weary world with prophetic clarity: “Come up higher. Come into the light. Come to higher ground where weapons become tools, where bombs become bread, where fear becomes love, where strangers become neighbors, and where all nations walk together in the ways of the Lord.”

The light is rising in the darkness. And with God’s help, we are rising too.

Amen.