Be Still

Be Still               

It had been 12 years since Martin Luther posted the 95 Theses. During that time, he had debates with Catholic officials. He was put on trial and accused of heresy. He was excommunicated from the Roman Catholic Church and declared an outlaw by the Holy Roman Emperor. He fled for his life and lived a year in hiding. He had married and had had 3 children, but one died just days after her birth.

His efforts to reform the church and restore the pure Word of God to Christianity had seen some success, but he was still dealing with many of the same problems and a few more that had cropped up since all this began. So, maybe it comes as little surprise to learn that Luther was depressed.

Even before all this happened, Luther was known to battle with depression – but this time it was different. He couldn’t shake it. He tried all the old standbys. He leaned on his wife. He surrounded himself with friends. He made himself celebrate things even when he didn’t feel like it. But the medicine that always worked best for Martin was music.

And so it was that in the year 1529, while suffering from severe depression, Martin Luther read Psalm 46 and wrote a hymn about it. We just sang it: A Mighty Fortress Is Our God. Allow me to read the psalm that inspired it:  

God is our refuge and strength,
    an ever-present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
    and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam
    and the mountains quake with their surging.

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
    the holy place where the Most High dwells.
God is within her, she will not fall;
    God will help her at break of day.
Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;
    he lifts his voice, the earth melts.

The Lord Almighty is with us;
    the God of Jacob is our fortress.

Come and see what the Lord has done,
    the desolations he has brought on the earth.
He makes wars cease
    to the ends of the earth.
He breaks the bow and shatters the spear;
    he burns the shields with fire.
10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
    I will be exalted among the nations,
    I will be exalted in the earth.”

11 The Lord Almighty is with us;
    the God of Jacob is our fortress.[1]

Whether you’re an Israelite under siege in Jerusalem, or whether you’re Martin Luther who lost a daughter and felt like he was losing the Reformation – whether you’re a confused Christian now wondering what to do with a global pandemic and crazy politics, or whether you’re a grieving grandson or mother whose heart aches at the unbelief of their loved ones – God has two words for you: “Be still.”

“Be still,” he says to all the things that roar. It’s a rebuke, really, to the waters that roar and foam, to the nations that are in uproar, to the lions roaring in their den when Daniel was thrown in. “Be still,” God says.

I read a story earlier this week about Venice. You see the pictures of the gondolas and the canals and the bridges. It’s beautiful! But it’s also a civil engineer’s nightmare. For one, the city was built on a swamp, but, on top of that, sea levels are rising. So while the sea gets higher and higher, the foundations of the buildings are sinking lower and lower. They had a flood last year that cost more than $1 billion in damage and left parts of the city under 6 feet of water.[2]

The Venetians came up with a clever solution. They call it MOSE (Italian for “Moses”). It’s an inflatable floodgate. The idea is that it stays deflated on the bottom of the sea until they need it. Then they pump it full of air to prevent flooding in the city. In the last month they have had to use it twice. And it’s worked well… except… it can only stop waves that are 3-5 feet tall. Should a more severe storm strike, well, then, they’re literally underwater.

The best and brightest minds still cannot keep the waters from roaring and foaming, from wreaking havoc on coastlines and causing irreparable damage to cities. But God can. Jesus did. He slept in a boat tossed back and forth by a furious squall on the Sea of Galilee, and when his disciples woke him for fear that they might all drown, do you know what he said?

He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.[3]

God gives orders to the forces of nature… and they listen! God says, “Be still,” to nations in uproar and they obey.   

Sennacherib was the king of Assyria shortly before this psalm was written. He tried to sack Jerusalem, so he laid siege to the city with some 200,000 men. But when King Hezekiah prayed to God for deliverance, he sent the Angel of the Lord to kill 185,000 of Sennacherib’s soldiers overnight, and God spared the city.

To stand on the walls of Jerusalem and see Sennacherib’s army, it must have felt like a sea of enemy soldiers crashing against the floodgates of the city, but God said, “Be still,” and they were silent as the grave.

The same thing happened when Daniel was thrown into the lion’s den and when Jesus sent his disciples out as sheep among wolves. The same thing happened when Luther was excommunicated and made an outlaw. There are dangers in this world that we cannot control, threats to body and soul, but God says “Be still,” and every danger and threat must cease. The lions close their mouths. The wolves are held at bay. The powers that be cannot put a finger on the one God protects, because

The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.[4]

When the world feels like it is crumbling around you, you can find refuge in God. When the waters roar and foam and shake the mountains with their surging, you can find safety in the unshakable city of God. Because God is within her, she will not fall.[5]

That’s God’s promise to you. You have a place in the city of God. You have the invitation, “Be still.”

I’m a bit of a word nut – I love knowing the story and the picture behind words – and this invitation is no different. When God says, “Be still,” he’s literally saying, “Droop.” To those enemy forces outside of Jerusalem with their swords and spears raised, God says, “Drop your weapons. Let that sword-swinging arm go limp.” And because the command comes from the Lord Almighty, they have to listen.

When God says, “Be still,” to you, it’s the same word, “Droop,” but the connotation is totally different. When you feel stressed, upset or afraid, how does your body respond? It tenses up, right? Your shoulders get closer to your ears. But God says to you, “Be still. R-E-L-A-X. Relax.” When you enter into the fortress of God, nothing can harm you. God says, “I’ve got this. Be still.”

No matter who wins the election on Tuesday, be still.

No matter how the pandemic effects your day to day, be still.

No matter what causes you to shake with fear, be still and know who your God is.

He is the Lord Almighty, who has the power to command the wind and the waves, to close the mouths of the lions, but, even better, that almighty, all-powerful Lord is with you. God is with us. Do you know how to say that in Hebrew? “Immanuel” = “God with us.” That’s the name that was given to Jesus when he was born at Christmas. That’s the name that tells us that God made his dwelling among us.  

The Almighty God came down from heaven to live here in our world and wield his considerable power, not to end poverty or hunger, not to reconcile mother to daughter, not to cancel every natural disaster, but to fall victim to an act of violence himself, to put himself in harm’s way so that you could live in the safety of his salvation.

The reality is that our greatest threat isn’t a virus; it’s not an election gone south; it’s not division or corruption or even death. It’s our sin that makes us enemies of God. It’s our sin that puts us on the wrong side of war with heaven.

But that’s why, when Luther read these words, he found comfort in the pronouns. God is our refuge. The Lord Almighty is with us. The God of Jacob is our fortress. The beauty of Jesus is that he has “us” in his name!

Jesus came for us. To die on a cross for us. To forgive us our sins. To reconcile us to God. So that even if you’re kept up at night with nagging doubt or creeping fear, you can say with Luther, “When I look at myself, I don’t see how I can be saved. When I look at Jesus, I don’t see how I can be lost.”

When Luther felt overwhelmed, he turned to the Word of God and there he found refuge. When he felt the weight of his sin and the burden of his guilt, he read about his Savior who took all his sins away. When he felt uneasy about what was happening in the world around him, he read about the Lord Almighty who was with him and is full of power and love.

The Word is our refuge. When we shelter in the pages of Scripture, we can weather any storm. There we hear the soothing voice of God that says, “Be still. I’ve got this.”

Be still, brothers and sisters, and know who your God is. He is almighty and powerful. He is with you and for you. He is your fortress and stronghold, your Savior and friend.

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, because the Lord Almighty is with us. The God of Jacob is our fortress. Amen.


[1] Psalm 46:1-11

[2] https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/venices-new-floodgates-deployed-second-time-shielding-city-potentially-destructive-floods-180976087/

[3] Mark 4:39

[4] Psalm 46:7

[5] Psalm 46:4,5

Christian Confidence: Connected to People; Caused by Christ

Philippians 1:3-11

3I thank my God every time I remember you. 4In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy 5because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now, 6being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.

7It is right for me to feel this way about all of you, since I have you in my heart and, whether I am in chains or defending and confirming the gospel, all of you share in God’s grace with me. 8God can testify how I long for all of you with the affection of Christ Jesus.

9And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, 10so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless for the day of Christ, 11filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ—to the glory and praise of God.

Christian Confidence: Connect to People; Caused by Christ

About a year and a half ago I got an email from Pastor Bruce Mueller of First Lutheran Church in Gary, SD. He was working on compiling congregational histories to commemorate what we’re celebrating today – the 100th anniversary of the Dakota-Montana District of our Wisconsin Synod. What he wanted me (and all the other pastors of the district) to do was to write a brief history of our congregation here – St. Peter in St. Albert – and to help us out he attached to that email a copy of the histories from the 75th anniversary back in 1995.

I clicked on the attachment and this was the very first page that greeted me:

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It is the history of Apostles Lutheran Church in Billings, Montana, which just happens to be where I grew up!

I was there 25 years ago. I remember playing hide-and-go-seek and getting yelled at for using the church sign as my hiding spot. I remember climbing the stone wall on this front corner of the church and pretending that I was summitting Mt. Everest. I spent 8 years going to school in this one room, looking out these windows while I learned my ABCs and my multiplication table. I used these two fence posts as the goal posts for when we’d play street hockey in the parking lot.

This was my home for 10 years of my life, from the time that I was 5 to the time that I was 15. This was my pastor – a mustachioed man named Metzger (who infamously stopped a sermon midstream to yell at his son who was misbehaving in the front row). This is where I learned who Jesus was and how to sing hymns. This is where I was confirmed and came to the conclusion that someday I’d like to be a pastor too.

Even now, when I look at these pictures, I feel butterflies in my stomach. I look back on that time with fondness and thankfulness in my heart to God. I wouldn’t be here if it hadn’t been for that church, and I don’t mean the building with the best hiding spots or the conveniently hockey-rink-sized parking lot. I mean the people, e.g. the Sunday School teacher who taught me what it is to pray with faith, the grade school teacher who taught me how to put that faith into action on the playground and in the classroom, the youth group leader who kept me close to God when I was at that age where you can start to stray away, the 90-year-old organ tuner who demonstrated a heart of faithful service – he was never too old, too tired, too busy to serve his God or his brothers and sisters in Christ.

And that’s just my story within the last 25 years. What about the 70 other churches spread across 3 provinces and 5 states throughout the 100 years of our district? What if I turned the page and showed you this history?

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Do you remember when St. Peter looked like that? Do you remember Pastor Rawertz, or Beyer or Habben or Deutschlander? Do you remember your Sunday School teachers, your youth group leader, the choir member who made you want to sing as loud as you could or the quiet member who was ready to help out however they could?

If you have any of those memories – with our or any other congregation – then you can understand Paul’s sentiment when he says to the Philippians,

“I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now.”

The congregation in Philippi was special to Paul. It was the first church he established on the continent of Europe. No doubt he thought fondly of those first meetings down by the river with Lydia and the other ladies. No doubt he thought fondly of the jailer whose life he spared and who later became a leader. Paul had fond memories of his time in Philippi.

And yet, even the best church in all the world is not perfect, right? Even the best church has its foibles and follies, e.g. a split over church fellowship in the 80s, rifts caused by the redesign in the late aughts and early teens. Paul’s time in Philippi wasn’t perfect either. He was thrown into prison for driving a demon out of slave girl. He was run out of town for preaching the good news of Jesus. But he could still say,

“I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy.”

Why? Not because everything always went according to plan. Not because everyone always got along or always agreed on everything. But,

“because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now.”

The reason Paul found occasion to give thanks to God was because of the way that we get to be sharers of the good news of Jesus. Paul’s happiness was connected to those people, but it was caused by Christ. Jesus is the one who brought them all together under the unifying banner of the Gospel.

I don’t know that I’ve ever felt more alone or isolated or unsupported than I do today. It seems like every conversation I have – whether with a long-time friend or the nurse who checks me in at the clinic – I have to walk on eggshells because so much of our current affairs are explosive and polarizing. We’re approaching 8 months of quasi-quarantine where I haven’t seen my friends from rec league and sitting down for a cup of coffee and conversation isn’t as simple as it sounds.

But like Paul, I can thank God every time I remember you – not because we get to hang out all the time or share hobbies, not because we’re best friends or bosom buddies, but because we’re something better. We are brothers and sisters in Christ. We are partners in the Gospel. We are sharers in the grace of God.

Our gospel partnership is higher and nobler than ordinary earthly relationships, because it goes beyond our common interests, and extends into our common future in heaven. But all too often we treat our membership in a congregation or district too lightly. We treat our partnership in the Gospel as a burden or an obligation, i.e. something we have to do, rather than a precious privilege.

But that’s why Paul’s confidence in the Philippians didn’t come from Lydia or the jailer or any other member of that congregation. It came from Christ,

“being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.”

The thing that brings us together is the gospel, i.e. the good news that Jesus is our Savior from sin. For the times that we have been lukewarm or downright cold toward each other, God has been nothing but warm to us. For your sins of selfishness and complacency God sacrificed his Son on a cross because he wasn’t content to lose you. God loved you so much that he gave up his Son to save you. And he loves you still more that he put you together to be partners in that gospel.

No Christian is alone. None of us is an island. We are connected by the forgiveness of our sins through the shedding of Jesus’ blood. We are united as sinners saved by grace, and we are brought into an eternal family that can survive any feud or challenge – not because we are strong, but because

“he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.”

Paul’s joy as he remembers this congregation is connected to the people but is caused by Christ. Our thankfulness for what God has done among us – here in St. Albert, in Billings, Montana, in Gillette, Wyoming and Sioux Falls, South Dakota – isn’t because the pastors are so great; it isn’t because the members are so awesome. Our thankfulness stems from what God has done and will continue to do, no matter who is standing at this pulpit, sitting in those seats or watching online. God is the one who began the good work of sharing the gospel and he’ll continue to do that until the end of time no matter who is here.

But I will say that I’m glad it’s you. I thank God that I am partnered with you, here in this corner of God’s kingdom and at this time in human history. When and where else would be better to find shelter in the grace of God? We have this powerful message of comfort and hope and peace – of a God who is still in control while this world teeters on the brink, of a Savior who loves us despite who we are and promises us a future with him in heaven. We are partners not just in having the gospel, but in sharing it too.

And that’s where Paul’s prayer for the Philippians comes in:

And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless for the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ – to the glory and praise of God.

I look back on those 25-year-old pictures of Apostles in Billings 1,000 km away and I’m thankful that they have the same faith that we do, that I’ll get to introduce you to my old friends in heaven. I think about our conference chairman down in Livingston, Montana or our District President down in Rapid City, South Dakota and I’m thankful for their leadership and direction, for the cooperation and organization that goes into planting congregations and placing pastors. But I look at this passage and all I can see is you.

I see the work that God has begun in you. I see the fruits of righteousness that come through Jesus Christ, e.g. the commitment and diligence to still fill yourselves with God’s Word in-person or online, the generosity to support the ministry of the gospel with your offerings or, even more valuably, your time. You do have love – for God and for each other – already, but, like Paul, I pray for more.

I pray that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight. See, love is more than just a feeling. Christian love between brothers and sisters is about more than just affection or compatibility. It’s a commitment based on faith. It’s an understanding that even if I wouldn’t strike up a conversation with you in a bar or invite you to my birthday party, I want to be there for you when you need me. I want to talk to you after worship and get to know you better. Better yet, I want to grow with you and learn from you as we study God’s Word together. I want to worship with you and raise our voices together in praise to our common God. I want to work with you, however I can, to share the Gospel of Christ with our community, so that 25 years from now when we update our congregation’s record in our district history book, we can look back with thanksgiving again at all the many ways God has blessed us and made us to be a blessing to others.

Give thanks, Christian friends, for what God has done for you and our district in the past, and as you pray for the future of our congregation and this corner of God’s kingdom on earth be confident that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. Amen.