DisciplineFinding the sweet spot
July 9,
2006 Text: Acts 8:9-13, 18-24
9) Now a certain man named
Simon had previously practiced magic in the city and amazed the people
of Samaria, saying that he was someone great. 10) All of them, from
the least to the greatest, listened to him eagerly, saying, "This
man is the power of God that is called Great." 11) And they listened
eagerly to him because for a long time he had amazed them with his magic.
12) But when they believed Philip, who was proclaiming the good news
about the kingdom of God and the name of Jesus Christ, they were baptized,
both men and women. 13) Even Simon himself believed. After being baptized,
he stayed constantly with Philip and was amazed when he saw the signs
and great miracles that took place.
…Now when Simon saw that
the Spirit was given through the laying on of the apostles' hands, he
offered them money, 19) saying, "Give me also this power so that
anyone on whom I lay my hands may receive the Holy Spirit." 20)
But Peter said to him, "May your silver perish with you, because
you thought you could obtain God's gift with money! 21) You have no
part or share in this, for your heart is not right before God. 22) Repent
therefore of this wickedness of yours, and pray to the Lord that, if
possible, the intent of your heart may be forgiven you. 23) For I see
that you are in the gall of bitterness and the chains of wickedness."
24) Simon answered, "Pray for me to the Lord, that nothing of what
you have said may happen to me."
NRSV
Police
are called to an apartment. They find a woman standing, holding a 5
iron in her hands. A man lies on the floor, unconscious.
The
officer asks, "Ma'am, is that your husband?"
"Yes."
"Did
you hit him with that golf club you’re holding?"
"Yes, yes, I did." She drops the club, and buries her face
in her hands.
"How many times did
you hit him?"
"I don't know. Five,
six, seven.....Put me down for a five."
Ah,
golfers.
Speaking
of golf clubs…
This
used to be a high tech golf club—a driver. It was made 25 years ago.
Here’s
a modern driver, a more expensive one, with the trade name “Big Bertha.”
Now,
you can hit a ball with both drivers equally far. The difference is
that the modern club has a bigger “sweet spot.” The “sweet spot”
is that place on the club that, if you hit the ball there, it goes more
or less where it should.
With
“Big Bertha” here, you don’t have to be so precise in your swing.
You can be a bit sloppier, and still produce a shot that will make the
spectators applaud.
Isn’t
this neat?
Here
is the secret of successful golf—SPEND MORE MONEY!
Get
the most expensive equipment you can—the equipment with the biggest
sweet spot. You won’t have to work on your swing as much—fewer trips
to the practice range, fewer lessons. All you have to do to improve
and have more fun is shell out some dollars.
That
was the philosophy of a man named Simon.
He
wasn’t a golfer. He was a magician.
He
had become a Christian after hearing the apostle Philip preach. Maybe
more to the point—he said he was a Christian, because he saw Philip
do what appeared to be “magic”—Philip laid his hands on some people,
and they were healed.
Soon
Peter and John came to town. They touched people, and people “received
the Holy Spirit”—they started speaking in tongues, as in what happened
on Pentecost.
And
Simon said, “I got to get me that trick!”
Simon
had become a magician because he loved the adoring looks from the crowd.
He liked being the center of attention. He lived for people going “oooh”
and “ahhhh” when he did his magic.
If
he could do the trick that he saw Peter and John do, the crowd would
REALLY think he was great!
So
he pulls out a roll of bills.
“Guys,
guys!” he whispers to them in a loud voice. “How much you want to
show me how you did that???”
Simon,
Simon, Simon—you’re so much like us!
We
WANT to be a Christian, a good Christian. If we didn’t, we wouldn’t
be here this morning.
We
WANT to be a good Christian…but we want to be one NOW. We want
all the benefits of discipleship, but without the work, the practice,
the demand of time, energy, effort.
We
want peace, but without paying the price.
We
want happiness, without enduring hardship.
Peter,
John—we see the power at your fingertips! Power whenever we want,
power whenever it suits us! Snap our fingers and POOF, magic!
Peter,
John—here’s our MasterCard! Show us the secret, so we can start
snapping our fingers before sunset!
Peter,
John.
How
were they able to lay their hands on people, and convey the Holy Spirit?
Let’s
see.
Had
they been thumbing through the Jerusalem Times and found an ad, “Become
a Magician in Your Spare Time?”
No.
They weren’t magicians. They had been fishermen.
HAD
been.
Years
before, they had left their nets to follow Jesus, taking a chance that
he was the Messiah.
They
had been with him day in and day out, month after month, for three years.
They had talked with him, listened to him, saw what he did. They had
been both comforted and confronted by him.
They
had deserted him, left him on a cross to die, cried for him, grieved
for him.
They
had witnessed his Resurrection, had been forgiven by him, then commissioned
by him to spread the Gospel.
As
they went about spreading the Gospel, they had lost friends, been threatened,
and had been thrown in jail.
THIS
is how Peter and John could convey the Holy Spirit by laying their hands
on the believers’ heads. Peter and John had risked everything for
Jesus. They had opened their lives to him. They had said, “Master,
we will go where you send us. We will do whatever you ask. Our lives
are not our own—they’re yours.”
Jesus
had changed their hearts, their lives, through the years of both tears
and laughter.
And
now Simon says, “Show me how you did it—here’s some money!”
No
wonder Peter responds angrily,
“Your heart is not right
before God. Repent therefore of this wickedness of yours, and pray to
the Lord that, if possible, the intent of your heart may be forgiven
you!”
THERE
IS NO DIVINE DRIVER THAT YOU CAN BUY. THERE’S NO BLESSED BIG BERTHA,
THAT CAN DELIVER TO YOU THE POWER OF THE HOLY SPIRIT, QUICK AND EASY.
You
can only experience the power that Peter and John had by saying to Jesus
what they said to him: “I’m with you for the long run. I’ll
leave my nets. I’ll be with you around the campfire. I’ll mourn
at the cross. I’ll rejoice at the opened tomb. I’m with you for
the long run!”
In
other words, you can only experience the power of the Holy Spirit when
you say, “Jesus, my swing is all messed up. I want you to be my instructor.
I’ll listen to you, I’ll work with you, I’ll do what you say.”
That’s
a tough thing to say. Because, like it or not, we all have flaws in
our swing.
Simon the magician’s flaw was his vanity and pride.
Is
that what yours is, too? To look good and save face, regardless of the
cost?
Or
is your flaw greed?
Some
of you might have heard of John Newton. He was a slave trader in the
1700’s. He became a Christian. To express his joy in accepting Christ
he wrote a hymn—“Amazing Grace.” What you might not know is that
Newton, after writing that hymn, continued in the slave trade for a
number of years. It was profitable. It took the on-going work of that
Holy Spirit to bring to Newton’s eyes the flaw in his Christian “swing”.
It took the on-going work of the Holy Spirit to let him see it and work
on it until it was corrected.
Vanity.
Greed. What other swing flaws are out there? Laziness? Jealousy?
Anger? Prejudice? Stinginess? Self-righteousness?
Whatever
it is, that is what you have to work on if you want to experience the
power that Peter and John experienced. Your flaw is what you give over
to the Instructor. It’s not pleasant to acknowledge that flaw.
It’s not easy to work on it. But just because it’s not pleasant
or easy doesn’t mean you don’t do it.
That’s
what DISCIPLINE is all about.
Discipline
is saying, “I’m not going to buy a better club. I’m going to work
on a better swing.”
You
can’t commit yourself to Christ and then say, “Oh, I didn’t know
it was going to take this much TIME!”
You
can’t commit yourself to Christ and then say, “Oh, I didn’t know
it was going to be this hard. It’s going to take a lot more EFFORT
than I thought!”
You
can’t commit yourself to Christ and then say, “Oh, I’m so busy.
I can’t make this a TOP PRIORITY in my life right now.”
--adapted
from Marshal Goldsmith, Fast Company, 8/05, p. 88—
You
can’t commit yourself to Christ and then say, “Oh, I didn’t know
I had to be part of a FELLOWSHIP. I thought I could do my own thing,
whenever I wanted.”
Just
as you can’t be a weekend golfer and expect to clean up your game,
neither can you be a weekend Christian.
It
takes—and repeat it after me—TIME, EFFORT, PRIORITIZING, FELLOWSHIP.
See
clearly whatever flaw you have—don’t ignore it, don’t mask it.
And have the discipline to work on it. Take the TIME. Make the EFFORT.
Do the PRIORITIZING. Seek the FELLOWSHIP.
But
as you go about doing this hard work, something happens.
There’s
an interesting thing about this silly game of following Christ—just
as there’s an interesting thing about the silly game of golf. When
you’ve committed to get better, you don’t mind working at it. You
enjoy going and hitting a bucket of balls. You enjoy studying the game.
You enjoy exploring new golf courses. You enjoy the people you play
those courses with.
Slowly,
amidst the mistakes, your game gets better, more solid. You take more
pride in it, in a good way. Things that bothered you before—flaws
in your swing—have slowly gone away. You’re free to enjoy the game
more, and ready to take on new challenges, new shots.
You
grew into a golfer not because of the money you invested.
You
became a golfer because you invested your heart and passion into the
game.
You
become a real Christian not because you go to church out of habit, and
throw money in the plate for a tax deduction.
You
become a real Christian by committing, day-by-day, year in/year out,
to yielding your soul to the Master. And in the process, you experience
the Master in real ways. You experience the intoxicating joy
of discipleship. You experience strength you never thought possible.
You discover courage to face obstacles you never thought you
could face. You find hope, the ability to see light when all
those around you see only darkness.
Being
a Christian isn’t just a today thing. It’s a life-long thing…And
you wouldn’t have it any other way!
In
the 1968 Olympics, held in Mexico City, something unusual happened in
the marathon event.
Entering
the stadium in the dark, an hour after the winner had crossed the finish
line, was a lone runner. John Akhwari, from Tanzania, had suffered an
injury. His leg was bloody and bandaged, and pain hobbled every step.
Yet, he kept moving toward the finish line.
The
few spectators that were left gave him a standing ovation.
A
reporter asked John why he had not quit earlier, since he had no chance
of winning.
He
seemed confused at first by the question. He then gave an answer that
reflected his heart, a heart shaped by his dedication, devotion, discipline.
You who’ve committed your life to this amazing man Christ—you will
understand his response:
"My country did not
send me 9000 miles to Mexico City to start the race. They sent
me 9000 miles…to finish the race."
--"The
greatest last-place finish ever," Fast Company, 10/00, 331.
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