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The branches seem to have a mind of their own

The branches seem to have a mind of their own

abide in me: sermon on Jesus the vine

May 14th, 2009 by Isaac

A blog by Isaac, a Mennonite pastor, and Jason, a web developer and church intern. Mostly writing about theology, faith and culture, and the occasional sermon.

Title: Abide in me

Texts: John 15:1-8John 15:1-8

English: Contemporary English Version (1999) - CEV

Jesus Is the True Vine 15 1 Jesus said to his disciples: I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. 2 He cuts away every branch of mine that doesn't produce fruit. But he trims clean every branch that does produce fruit, so that it will produce even more fruit. 3 You are already clean because of what I have said to you. 4 Stay joined to me, and I will stay joined to you. Just as a branch cannot produce fruit unless it stays joined to the vine, you cannot produce fruit unless you stay joined to me. 5 I am the vine, and you are the branches. If you stay joined to me, and I stay joined to you, then you will produce lots of fruit. But you cannot do anything without me. 6 If you don't stay joined to me, you will be thrown away. You will be like dry branches that are gathered up and burned in a fire. 7 Stay joined to me and let my teachings become part of you. Then you can pray for whatever you want, and your prayer will be answered. 8 When you become fruitful disciples of mine, my Father will be honored.

“Abide in me.” Jesus says that’s what we are supposed to do. “Abide in me as I abide in you. Just as the branch cannot bear fruit by itself unless it abides in the vine, neither can you unless you abide in me” (Jn. 15:4).

What does it mean to abide? I think it has something to do with staying, lingering, remaining, dwelling, waiting. And those are all things I’m not very good at doing—and I doubt you are either. Nobody stays anymore.

We don’t stay in the towns where we were born. Nor do we stay at the same job for very long. I read in the Economist that on average people in the United States stay at a job for no more than four years.

I don’t think any of this is bad. It’s just interesting—and maybe it’s indicative of a cultural sensibility that runs deep into our minds, into our psychology, and into our spirituality. We are never at home, and that means we are never happy.

There’s always a better place to live—a better city, a better neighborhood, a better house. And there’s always the perfect job, which is usually the one we don’t have.

They call it Western restlessness. Sigmund Freud seemed to get it right when he said that our civilization is discontent; we live in a culture of uneasiness (“Das Unbehagen in der Kultur”). We are never happy—there’s always more to consume, more to see, more to try, more to experiment with.

It seems like the key to our happiness is always over there, just out of reach, around another corner.

The last thing we would expect is that we can be happy right where we are, with what we have—not just content, but happy, fulfilled even. But it’s hard to get there because it’s hard to be where you are. It’s hard to abide where you find yourself—it’s hard to wait, to dwell.

Now, I don’t want to disparage mobility too much. It’s good to be able to move in order to find work, or to follow some friends, or to reunite with family, or to simply leave a bad place. And it’s good to get out of a bad job and find a better one. All that seems just fine. Mobility isn’t always bad.

But I worry because I don’t think we also know how to abide—to dwell, to remain, to wait. We know how to leave, but do we know how to stay?

And, to get back to our Scripture, does our mobility affect our capacity to abide in Christ? We just don’t know how to abide anywhere anymore, so why on earth would we abide in Christ?

Let me read that verse again: “Abide in me as I abide in you. Just as the branch cannot bear fruit by itself unless it abides in the vine, neither can you unless you abide in me.” Jesus is saying that when you abide in him, when you are happy to be a branch on his vine, then you will start producing fruit.

And this fruit is simply God’s nourishing life for the world; the fruit is how God’s sustains the world with his love. We bear this fruit; people enjoy God, they receive the nourishment of God’s love from our life. We offer this fruit of God’s love with our lives.

But the fruit comes when we abide. So, what does it mean to abide in Jesus? It’s a tough question. I wrestled with it all week.

And I can’t say that I found a good answer to share with you. So, maybe you can tell me what you think it means to abide in Jesus. You can share what you think with the rest of us during our sharing time.

But for now, I have to say something. So here goes. To abide in Christ is to turn your life into a prayer, an unceasing prayer, a constant communion with God. Now I don’t think this means we all have to become nuns or monks.

Turning your life into a prayer doesn’t mean you need to set aside more hours in your day for praying. That’s not it. (But who am I to disc

Quack! ... Well, actually, "Cheep, Cheep, Cheep"!

Quack! ... Well, actually, "Cheep, Cheep, Cheep"!

... So, anyway, it's late evening, the sun was going down, I was driving along, minding my own business, dodging moose (literally) and about a half hours drive from Route 480, when, ahead of me, I spotted something in the middle of the road. Thought at first it was a grouse or ptarmigan, but, as I slowed down, I realized it wasn't either of those when I noticed the golden halo the setting sun was outlining this litte critter with as its rays passed through the yellow down. He/she was walking, as fast as its little legs could carry it , down the road in front of me. So I stopped, got out, and fired off a few shots hoping to capture that halo. Not much success with that, though, and the duckling kept walking ... down the road, going from side to side, peeping its little heart out.

I started to walk after it trying to get another shot or two it when something pretty amazing happened! Now, back in my university days I did a lot of psych courses ( in a pinch, I could probably analyze you :-) ... and a lot of math courses, but, that's another story ... but, I always remember the introductory psych course and, in particular, the description of the work done by Konrad Lorenz. Well, all these many years later (and, isn't it pretty amazing when something's happening at the time how you don't really know how it might revisit you again one day in the future... don't have one sweet clue, actually?) I find out that the famous Mr. Lorenz and I now have something in common. Yes, boys and girls, the duckling imprinted on me!!!

Now, before you laugh and accuse me of telling tall tales, let me assure you, that I hold the truth in very high regard and always do my darndest never to bend it ... but, better than that, I have the video to prove it! That duckling really did imprint on ME ... started following me , no, not just following me ... actually running after me ... and let me tell you, little legs or no, it could really move! Down the road, up the road, across the road, and around in circles ... effectively, I had become its mamma! When I'd stop, it would stand right next to my shoe. Move, and it would move. Amazing! I had to be extremely careful that I didn't step on it, it stayed so close

Now, it's getting late, the moose are practically jumping on top of the pickup ... again, no lie! ... and I want to take advantage of whatever daylight I have left. But, what to do with this litle guy? Well, I walked up the road and then back down the other way ... looking for any sign of it's mamma or siblings ... listening intently for any sound of them. Nothing. I waited for close to an hour ... still nothing. Now, I'm in a quandary. I didn't want to leave him/her there, but I didn't exactly feel like interfering with the natural course of events either. It obviously had gotten separated somehow ... perhaps had wandered off from the nest or its family, perhaps was the only survivor of a predator attack ... but, one thing was sure ... it was now totally alone. It would not survive the rest of the evening on that road and certainly not the night. (I was fishing on a river in southern Newfoundland once when one of these litle guys popped down over a small rapid and was swept along downstream. Before you could say, "Quack, quack", a gull swooped down and devoured it! Didn't fly off with it ... just up and swallowed it in one gulp!) All this stuff comes back to you, so, as I said, I wasn't about to leave it there alone. Crows, foxes, gulls and yes, even coyotes and other predators call this area home. So, natural course of events be damned! I cleaned out the small cooler I had had my lunch in, popped him in and took off for home. Not ten minutes later, I had a VERY close call with another moose ... inches, I'd say, not feet, from the Silverado. But, it somehow got turned around and headed back into the woods. Whew ...

... more later. Stay tuned....

By the way, I'm actually beginning to wonder if this might be a baby Canada Goose?

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