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Sunday of Easter April 28, 2002
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There are some people who have taken falling asleep in church to the level
of an art form. Im resisting the temptation to name names. But you
know who you are!
Some people who fall asleep in church are just blatant about it. The head
falls back, the mouth flops open, and if you look closely, drool begins
to flow from the corner of the mouth. Thats some people.
But then there are other people who have developed the amazing ability to
fall asleep without moving much at all. The head stays straight, the mouth
stays closed. You think theyre asleep but you cant say anything
because they could be praying! Im resisting the temptation to name
names. But I could!
Now for much of my life I didnt know about this phenomenon. I grew
up in a small church where my folks were both in the choir, so my brother
and I sat on the front row or second row. My whole childhood I didnt
realize the display of snoozing that was going on behind me. But for the
last twenty years or so, Ive been on this side of the church
and its absolutely amazing. Now Im not offended by people dozing
off in church. In fact it can be kind of entertaining.
I realize that our minds are going several times faster than my mouth is
going so we can actually have several streams of consciousness going at
once. Of course there are some who seem to have no stream of consciousness
going at all! But even I can think about other things while Im preaching.
I can be going along here and looking out and I think, Boy, Dave sure
looks beat up this morning. Wonder what happened to him?
Or, Oh, theres Dick, I need to talk to him after the service.
And I understand that sometimes folks are just physically tired and this
is the one hour of good rest they get in a week. And I understand that sometimes
whats going on up here is not the most engaging thing in the world.
So Im not particularly offended when folks fall asleep in church.
Sometimes church just goes too long.
I dont know if Paul was offended by folks falling asleep on him or
not. He sure doesnt seem to be because after this incredible incident
is over, he just keeps on preaching.
Paul and his missionary group have come to a place called Troas. They arent
going to be here long, but they are having a Sunday night service and Paul
has a lot to say to this new group of Christians.
This is actually some of the earliest evidence we have that the first century
Christians changed their day of worship from Sabbath (Saturday) to the Lords
Day (Sunday).
Luke says that on the first day of the week, probably in the evening after
everyone finished their first workday of the week, the church got together
in someones house in an upper room. They shared the Lords
Supper together and Paul preached.
And he preached and he preached. Until midnight. Now Luke doesnt tell
us when this all started but even if it didnt start until 9:00 thats
still one long service. So I dont want to hear anyone complain when
we sometimes go an hour and a half! Well seated up in the window, third
story, is a young boy named Eutychus. The patron saint of all church snoozers.
Judging from the word used in the original language here hes probably
between 8 and 14 years old. Its been a long day. And as Paul talked
on and on (you get the feeling Luke thought it was pretty long too!) Poor
Eutychus succumbs to drowsiness. It may have been aided by the fumes of
the many lamps that were up in that room, I dont know, but Eutychus
is really out. Luke says he was sound asleep.
Its a great story because its so common. We can all relate to
church sometimes going too long. Yes, I can too! But suddenly this comedy
turns tragic, when the precarious balance that Eutychus has worked out becomes
upset and before he can catch himself he topples out of that window, and
hits the ground some twenty feet below.
Everything stops, perhaps theres a scream, someone yells, Hes
fallen. And before you know it folks are running down to the fallen
boy. Paul, the preacher, runs down. No kidding, he just killed somebody
with his sermon!
When they got Eutychus they discovered that the fall had killed him. Some
translators try to soften this story by saying he seemed to be dead.
The language is clear. Doctor Luke intends to certify that Eutychus was
dead.
So Paul, in a page taken from the story of the prophet Elijah, throws himself
on the boy just as Elijah threw himself on the corpse of the widows
son. And a miracle happens. The life comes back. Resurrection sneaks in
to steal deaths thunder. And Paul sits the boy up and says, Dont
be alarmed, hes alive. Then they all went back and Paul kept
preaching until morning. Can you believe that guy?
Great story, but you might be saying about now, What happened to the
angels, and stone rolling away from the tomb, and earthquakes and all of
that? What does this have to do with Easter?
Just this. Here we are having Easter service, again. Year after year we
do this. Some of you have seen decades full of Easters. Life marches on
year after year, Easter after Easter. And sometimes church goes on too long.
Oh, I dont mean the service. I mean church -- the life
of Gods people on this earth waiting for the ultimate resurrection
day to happen.
See, when Jesus ascended into heaven just a few days after his resurrection
he promised hed be back to get the church. And we believe he will
be, but its been nearly 2000 years. Church goes long.
And sometimes because it goes so long we can fall asleep. Our focus gets
fuzzy, drowsiness sets in and before you know it we are sound asleep.
And sometimes death even sneaks in and wraps its clammy fingers around our
lives and steals from us what the resurrection of Jesus was supposed to
restore. And as this life goes along, tragedy can come on us as quickly
as it did these people in Acts 20. We are at church. Things are going along
as usual. Then someone slumps forward or a cry goes up, there is the shock,
and tragedy engulfs the flow of the ordinary. A once vibrant young disciple
is dead the word is like a gavel coming down, a door banging shut,
the end, dead.
We are suddenly rendered speechless, immobilized. Death does that to people.
Life does that to people. I get the feeling sometimes that church
has gone on so long many of us are asleep.
Weve become numb to what the message of this day really is about because
probably were going to wake up tomorrow and its just going to
keep on going. More pressure, more demands, more pain, more disappointment,
more struggle.
But theres a message for us to hear today. Theres a truth that
changes our sleepy lives. Theres a reality that transforms the way
we look at everything and our very sense of place in this world. The message
is the one spoken by Paul here: Dont be alarmed. Hes alive!
I know Paul was talking about the boy, but this miracle points to the greatest
miracle of all.
That when it seemed all was lost and sin and evil had defeated the one hope
we had of being reunited with God when Jesus died, that wasnt the
end of the story. Because God came down, threw himself on the Son and put
his arms around him. And on the third day, he picked him up and said to
the world, Dont be alarmed. Hes alive!
Heres what Im wondering today: could it be that life has lulled
you into a false sense of security? Could it be that you havent gotten
very serious about serving God because it seems like things are going along
just fine the way they are? It may not seem like it now, but one day (very
soon) it will be over. And when it is, I want you to know the Father who
raised Jesus from the dead.
So that on that day, when you need him most, on that day when you make the
ultimate transition form this life to eternity, the Father will say, Wait
a minute, shes mine. And because of your faith in Jesus Christ he
will say to the angels of heaven, Dont worry, hes alive!
Thats the victory we are celebrating today. Thats the gift that
is offered to you by God today. The gift of resurrection. Its yours
for the taking.
If you want it, just pray along with me now . . .