Sermon Prepared for Messiah Lutheran Church

11:00 AM & 7:00 PM Ash Wednesday Services – 02/13/02

by Gregory S. Kaurin

Associate Pastor for Spiritual Care and Development

 

Text: Matthew 6:1-6, 16-21

 

The Sermon:

You’ve Got a Little Somethin’ on Your Face, There

 

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Maybe you can already tell: I’m a marked man.  It’s true.  Pastor Steve and I were talking about this recently—and I hadn’t realized it, but it’s true and pervasive: there are all these marks around us and on us.  It could just about make a person overwhelmed and paranoid.

I walk through my house, sit in my car, or my office, and see all the marks.  Other people’s marks on things that I consider my own, people’s marks on me, claiming me as their own, my marks on my own stuff.

Artists will sign their paintings and prints, and while it speaks of some ownership of talent and ability, it also suggests to me both responsibility and promise.  People will proudly wear on their clothes, or on their cars, the names, slogans, and trademarks as moving advertisements for companies, sports teams, bands, colleges, and sometimes even for country, churches, faith and God.

Marks—you’ll find me making my mark almost every day: my signature, on checks and credit card slips—not just as proof of who I am, but a promise that in exchange for whatever I received from them, they will receive fair payment, or just work.

Hanging on our living room wall, you’ll see this picture of Pauline and me.  It’s surrounded by a couple cross-stitches and off to the side is a “Welcome” plaque.  I think the message is meant to be both a welcome to people who enter our house from the two of us, but also to tell others and to remind Pauline and me about something we hold sacred in our house.

Along those lines, I look at my left hand and find a wedding band.  (And because of a few phone calls that I’ve received, and a couple people I’ve counseled, and with Valentine’s Day tomorrow,) I feel compelled, and I ask you to please indulge me this Ash Wednesday: let me pick up this tangent for just a minute. 

 

This ring is sometimes jokingly called the “ol’ ball and chain,” and is often thought of as Pauline’s claim on me.  Actually, if I remember right, what she said to me was, “Greg, I give you [GIVE you] this ring as a sign of my love and faithfulness.”  Give.  The result is actually the opposite of that joke—to treat it as a grudging burden, is to horribly ignore the deeper message of this one person’s mark on me. 

In turn she wears a commitment that I gave to her in which I did not actually lay any kind of claim on her.  I promised to protect her dignity, her health, her life.  I promised to give her a safe place without lies or threats to any of these things.  Physically or emotionally. 

Anytime and every time one person lifts a hand, or even a voice in a way that threatens the safety or tears down the dignity of the other, it is a threat and a tearing of those vows.  Vows are not there to protect or hide abuse.  They condemn it.  It is precisely because marriage is sacred that certain behaviors cannot be tolerated because they throw garbage on its sacredness.

To be clear that I am not just thinking this Ash Wednesday about marriage and couples, the same actually goes for the spoken or unspoken ties between parents & children—Christian to Christian—friend to friend.

 

“Remember, O mortal that thou art dust, and to dust thou shalt return.”  Remember, O mortal, that what you think you do in secret, your Father, who sees in secret knows—and he knows deeply.  He even knows the things you do to abuse yourself.  The things done in the dark will be brought to light.

 

I am a marked man, living in a marked house, full of promises and responsibilities.  Even our poor pets: our cat Tigger is delighted today, because I borrowed this from him—his collar.  (He’s delighted right now, because he loves running around the house naked.)  It has his name, the name of his owners, and the address of the house to which he belongs.  And it has this wonderful little bell, so that when he gets the urge to attack our feet in the middle of the night, Pauline and I have some warning.  But I don’t just see this collar as our claim on Tigger, but our promise to adopt and care for one of the little ones of creation.

In return, our house is clearly marked as a house with animals.  Our dog, Katy, has clearly marked the perimeter of the back yard with the path of her daily patrol.  The cats have clearly marked the scratching post—and a few chairs they feel belong to them.  …And the hair, the hair, the hair:  I know that, if we bundled all the hair together, we’d have several new pets every week.

 

And you, each of us.  Whether or not you chose to put ashes on your forehead today, you have a little somethin’ on your face, up above your nose and eyes: a mark.  It’s God’s mark on you.  What does it mean?

You, child of God, are marked by the cross and seled by the Holy Spirit…Forever.  It goes way beyond just saying that God has laid a claim on you.  It is his marriage band, given to you.  It is God saying, “I give you this mark, as a sign of my love and faithfulness, and not just until death do us part, but forever.  I will not abandon you.  I will be here to protect your dignity, to love you, to forgive you, to give and protect your eternal life.”

How then, shall you and I wear this mark, that is always there on our faces, our foreheads?  It’s not like a ring that can be removed when it suddenly becomes inconvenient to our self-will and lust.  It is a mark that says that Christ always stands between you and everyone you meet…between you and your neighbors, (including your nearest neighbors.)

But how shall we wear it?  Like a burden?  “Take up my cross,” Jesus said.  “Put on my yoke.  But my yoke is easy.  My burden light.”  Because he already carries it.  It is a promise, it is his commitment to us.

How shall we wear it?  With confidence.  No, not with a self-righteous, “I’m better than all these others.”  That would demean it.  That sounds like a fear that protests too loudly.

Instead, we wear God’s mark, his promise to us, with a confidence that assures us, and reminds us to respond, teaches us when to speak, and when to listen, so we know what the other needs to hear.  It is a mark that stands between us and the world so that we will look at others, so that we will look at creation, and even so that we will look in the mirror as though it is Jesus standing in between us and whatever we see.

Then we will see and help the hurting, the lost, those needing comfort, or laughter, or joy in their lives, or companionship, those who need promises kept, or dignity protected, …or a word of eternal hope.  Through Jesus Christ.  Amen.

 

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