Sermon of the Week
No Insignificant Question: The Gospel and Pets.
A sermon preached at The Kirk of Kansas City, Missouri, on September 1, 2019.
Part five of a nine part sermon series on questions and topics submitted by listeners for consideration
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Keywords: pets, dogs, cats, creation, learning from animals.
Scripture readings (which you may wish to read prior):
Genesis 1:1-2, 20-28, 31a
and Matthew 6:25-34
I admit, when I proposed this sermon series,
I was not sure what kind of response I was going to get.
I have had colleagues try this kind of experiment out themselves:
inviting members of their community to propose a topic or a question
for the community’s reflection during the week.
I checked around, and found that our responses are remarkably consistent
with those that other people ask.
Generally what you see in the responses
show the kind of everyday matters that are alive in us
as we try to engage the world through the lens of our faith.
Responses generally fall into a few categories:
maybe the biggest category are topics
that relate to one’s own spiritual formation,
the sort of personal questions or concerns or searching
that often feels very unique and particular,
but, when you examine them, they’re questions that connect us with other people
going through a lot of the things that we all are going through.
Many of our topics this summer have been these sorts of questions:
—How do I know God is out there, when sometimes it doesn’t always feel that way?
—How do I know I’m doing God’s thing, what God wants me to be doing,
rather than some other thing?
—Is it ok for me to be angry at God? That was last week’s sermon.
One of the Theologians I studied a lot at seminary, Paul Tillich,
argued that human beings are meaning-making creatures.
That we use language and ideas to try to make sense of our experience,
and that exercise leads naturally to all sorts of questions,
including the big questions of existence and purpose.
Religion, Tillich would say, are ways that we address those big questions,
he called them questions of ultimate concern,
like Who am I?
Why am I here?
What am I supposed to be doing with my life?
When are the Royals going to be any good again?
[How did that question get in there?]
And from those big questions, those questions of ultimate concern,
we seek after ultimate answers,
and many of us experience the answers in an experience of God.
It makes sense, therefore, that the topics we’ve been exploring so far
have been these sorts of topics.
They’re something we share because we’re human
and we’re paying attention
and we want to know more about our place in the world
and our relationship with the God who made us and who loves us.
Beyond these sorts of personal, introspective topics
we often also ask questions about impact, about where all this religion is taking us.
We’ll get into some of these sorts of questions later on this month,
as we explore some of the different ways we engage our faith:
We’ll explore efforts to find peace in our chaotic world.
We will look at this interesting idea in the book of Ephesians called The Armor of God
what does that mean?
We will ask how the church, Church with a big c, relates to our political world,
and how does the idea of privilege impact our faith day in and day out.
If August was maybe more personal in many ways,
some of these topics in September are more about going out into the world
and engaging it on behalf of Jesus.
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Today’s topic is a bit of a bridge between those two, perhaps.
While I can deduce who submitted it
in part because of some of the other questions that were offered along with this topic,
I know that many of us have, or once had, companion animals that are important to us:
dogs and cats, mainly,
but maybe fish or gerbils or who knows what.
My maternal grandfather used to keep birds
and I have a rather strong memory of visiting his house as a child
and going into the basement
and seeing a half dozen cages of birds
and they would sing and flap with excitement at my company.
Brook and I both have mainly been dog people,
and generally, the one dog at a time sort of dog people.
Our current dog, Annie, is really in charge of our house
greeting everyone who comes to the door
with a sort of inspection that looks more like aggressive affection:
she will sniff around your feet and ankles,
and then your knees, and then your belt,
and then about as close to your chin as she can get on her hind legs
before one of us tells her to knock it off.
Annie usually helps me write my sermons.
She sits at my feet Saturday evenings while I’m working on them
snoring occasionally to let me know that everything is ok in the world
even if news of another mass shooting or a category 5 hurricane
means it doesn’t quite feel like it.
Annie is a Wheaton Terrier mix.
Before her was Frank, who was a Shih Tzu mix.
Frankie was the first dog Brook and I adopted
when we got married, before kids, as we were neck deep in school
and thought, hey, why not take on major responsibility
when we really don’t have the time or the money for it. [Read more…]