We have been on a journey
with Mark and his Gospel. We have marked
the trail (as we cleared our lives of the things that distract us from our
faith). We have uncovered the Marks
of a disciple – hearing, receiving, and doing the Word. And we have uncovered
that the X that marks us a followers is our heart – our actions. And today we will mark time
alongside a Mountain in Galilee.
McGraw-Hill Dictionary of
American Idioms defines ‘Marking Time’: to wait; to do nothing but wait as in: I'll just mark time till things get better.
A recent Harris poll
concluded that 90% of adults in America believed in God, 89% believed in
miracles, and 80% believed in the Resurrection.
That is a lot of people believing in something and living completely
differently. Apparently we have reached a point where believing in
God is tantamount to ‘marking time.’
The etymology of the phrase
‘marking time’ is based on the military phrase mark time: to march in the same place, moving your
legs up and down without going forward.
What a perfect description of
countless people of faith. How else can
we explain the feelings of despair and hopelessness felt by countless millions
of Adult Americans? How else do we explain the
rise in crime, the decline in morals and the general spiritual malaise that has
invaded our world, our community, and our families? We are simply marking time: to do something which is not very
interesting while you are waiting to start doing something more important. As in: She's
just marking time in her father's shop until it's time to go to University (Cambridge Idioms Dictionary, 2nd ed) In the language of the 90%
who believe in God: We are just marking time until we get to heaven. How sad?
2 After six days Jesus took
Peter, James and John with him and led them up a high mountain, where they were
all alone. There he was transfigured before them. 3 His clothes became dazzling white, whiter than
anyone in the world could bleach them. 4 And
there appeared before them Elijah and Moses, who were talking with Jesus.
5 Peter said to Jesus, “Rabbi, it is good for us to be here. Let us put up three shelters—one for you, one for Moses and one for Elijah.” 6 (He did not know what to say, they were so frightened.)
First, I love how Mark inserts
the rationale for Peter’s statement. Many believe that Mark’s gospel
is really Peter’s Gospel recorded by Mark – this would certainly be one of
those indicators – Yes, I said it, but I was scared – I didn’t know what else
to say – How about nothing? Peter’s idea was right, his
timing was wrong. Peter wanted to act. He had the
desire to capture the moment. He had the need to do something. This was a moment however, that was not about
Peter. It was a time for worship for and
adoration. We will see this point more
clearly later, but the question for us to ask ourselves at this point isn’t – What do you get out of church?
BUT rather are other people being affected by your attendance at church?
7 Then a cloud appeared and covered them, and a voice came from the
cloud: “This is my Son, whom I love. Listen to him!” 8 Suddenly, when they looked around, they no longer saw anyone with them
except Jesus.9 As they were coming down the mountain, Jesus gave them orders not to
tell anyone what they had seen until the Son of Man had risen from the dead. 10 They kept the matter to themselves, discussing
what “rising from the dead” meant.
These words from God come as an
interruption (while he was still speaking
Matthew 17:5). And isn’t that what we all need sometime?
Stop. Listen. Peter sought to capture the
moment, but he needed to learn, to grow, and then to move on from the
experience. When you grasp the central
truth of who Jesus is, you are left with no other response than to
worship. This interruption was to serve
as a reminder of the work that Christ
was yet to do. The cross was not yet understood,
but it still cast a shadow over the events of the day. The disciples still had
much to learn before they would understand and be able to teach about the death
and resurrection of Christ.
14 When they came to the other
disciples, they saw a large crowd around them and the teachers of the law
arguing with them. 15 As soon
as all the people saw Jesus, they were overwhelmed with wonder and ran to greet
him. 16 “What are you arguing with them about?” he asked.
17 A man in the crowd answered, “Teacher, I brought you my son, who is
possessed by a spirit that has robbed him of speech. 18 Whenever it seizes him, it throws him to the
ground. He foams at the mouth, gnashes his teeth and becomes rigid. I asked
your disciples to drive out the spirit, but they could not.” As the group returned from the mountaintop, the remaining
disciples were waiting below at the crossroads.
They were with the people. They
were in the shadow of the mountaintop.
The power was within their grasp and their sight, but they were powerless
to effect change. Apparently, they were
simply marking time.
19 “You unbelieving generation,”
Jesus replied, “how long shall I stay with
you? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy to me.”
20 So they brought him. When the spirit saw Jesus, it immediately threw
the boy into a convulsion. He fell to the ground and rolled around, foaming at
the mouth. 21 Jesus asked the boy’s father, “How long has he been like this?”
“From
childhood,” he answered. 22 “It has
often thrown him into fire or water to kill him. But if you can do anything,
take pity on us and help us.”
23 “‘If you can’?” said Jesus. “Everything is possible for one who believes.”
Why did the disciples fail? Why do we fail?
We so often work
on the presumption that if it worked in the past it will work again. I am confident that the disciples went
through the motions of the past, but found no results. How did the disciples
become powerless to affect change?
We forget that Jesus came down
from the mountain top and entered the crossroads of our lives in order to affect
them. The cross must come off the chain
and enter our heart. The bumper sticker slogan must come off the car and
becomes part of the driver’s life. Perhaps Susannah Wesley had this
story in mind when she taught a young John Wesley “that church does not end in church!”
We must exit the mountaintop place
of worship and return to the crossroads. Our Christian duty does not end
with church. It only begins. We love the highs of life and
we constantly strive to recapture those moments – often forgetting that we live
life in the space between the moments. Even at the pinnacle, we need
to be reminded to stop and listen. There
is a time for worship, a time for listening, and a time for acting. Life happens at the
crossroads. Life is not here in worship
or at the mountain top. Life happens at the crossroads. Life
is where you live and play and work.
The disciples had lost sight
of the power that God had given them.
When we lose sight or we place our power on a mountain top, or place, or
others, we will become powerless to act in the world. We have a desire to put and
keep things safe, but safe is not what we are called to do or be.
Will you leave Jesus here at church or will you take
him to the crossroads of life?
We want to celebrate. We don't
want to listen. We want to stay on the
mountaintop with Jesus and set up a festival where everyone can come and play
and have a good time. We want our faith to be one of entertainment. We want to come on Sunday morning to worship, so we can spend the
rest of the week ‘marking time.’ But God has called to us:
"Listen to Him!"
God has asked us to be ready for
the journey. We cannot stay where we are, comfortable and snuggled down in the
familiar. There is much to be done. In 1787 John Wesley wrote, “I
am not afraid that the people called Methodists should ever cease to exist
either in Europe or America. But I am afraid, lest they should only exist as a
dead sect, having the form of religion without the power. And this undoubtedly
will be the case, unless they hold fast both the doctrine, spirit, and
discipline with which they set out”
Wesley’s fear was not that we
would die and go away, but that we would become powerless and dead in our
faith. As we continue our journey
towards Easter, may this be a time of recommitment to the activity of
faith. May we not spend our lives of
faith simply marking time – having all the authority, but no power. In the words of Christ, “Let
he who has hears, hear.”
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