John 3:1-21 · Jesus Teaches Nicodemus
All-Surrounding Grace
John 3:14-21
Sermon
by Elaine M. Ward
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As swimmers dare
to lie face to sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit's deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all surrounding grace.

(Denise Levertov, Oblique Prayer)

God so loved the world ... that love, that unconditional love, is the foundation for our faith. John wrote, "God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life." And at the end of his good news, he wrote, "These (stories) are written that you may believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in his name" (John 20:31).

We have those stories. It is all a matter of believing them. C. S. Lewis wrote such a story about Christ as the lion Aslan in the world of Narnia and when Lucy, human, stepped through the wardrobe, she was in another world. When she returned to share her good news with her two brothers and sister, they would not believe. Worrying over Lucy, they went to the professor with whom they were staying during the war and complained that when they looked through the wardrobe, there was nothing there. The children said, "If it was real why doesn't everyone find this country every time they go to the wardrobe? If things are real, they're there all the time. They don't change." The professor thought for a moment. Then he said out loud, as if he were still thinking to himself, "If there is a door in this house that leads to some other world ... if she had got into another world ..." "Sir," said Peter, "do you really mean that there could be other worlds -- all over the place, just round the corner, on some mountaintop, just like that?" The professor nodded his head. "Nothing is more possible," he said, wondering, "what do they teach these children these days?"1

Faith is trust in God, the willingness to believe until we can know. Faith acts and creates its own truth. If a train was about to be robbed and you believed that the rest of the passengers would back you up, out of that belief you could prevent the robbery. There are times when a fact cannot happen unless faith in the fact helps create the fact. If truth is dependent on our action, then faith based on possibility is indispensable.

I read of a dream a man had about his friend after the friend had died. He and his wife were staying overnight with the widow. In the dream he told his friend how much he missed him and then asked, "Are you really there?" "Of course," his friend replied, plucking a strand of blue wool out of his jersey and tossing it to the dreamer. The feel of the wool was so real the dreamer awoke from the dream. The next morning at breakfast he told the dream. His wife replied that she had seen a strand on the carpet as she was getting dressed that had not been there the night before. The dreamer, wide awake, rushed upstairs to see for himself and -- there it was (Frederick Buechner).

What do your dreams tell you? John said that stories (perhaps dreams) were written so that we might believe.

When my sons were young and I read to them, it was The Chronicles of Narnia and Wrinkle in Time that enriched our sense of believing. In the latter, Meg, the heroine, asked her mother, a scientist, "Do you think things always have an explanation?" "Yes, I believe that they do. But I think that with our human limitations, we're not always able to understand the explanations. But you see, Meg, just because we don't understand doesn't mean that the explanation doesn't exist. I don't understand it any more than you do, but one thing I've learned is that you don't have to understand things for them to be." When Meg still did not understand, Mrs. Whatsit said, "Explanations are not easy when they are about things for which your civilization still has no words."2

Faith is believing beyond proof about "things" for which our civilization has no words. The dreamer of the dream suggested that the strand of blue wool on the carpet, just a piece of wool, might be a sign.

"Give us a sign," we cry. Something from the "beyond" that is extraordinary to tell us that we are not alone, that we are surrounded by grace.

A thread of blue wool from a dead friend's sweater is too good to be true. To trust that we are surrounded by grace shatters our sense of meaninglessness. We can "float into Creator Spirit's deep embrace."

Faith is dynamic, changing, growing, decreasing, but doubt is not necessarily disbelief. Doubt can be revisioning. Jacob, Job, and Jeremiah remind us that doubt can be the impetus to deeper trust, for faith is not proof, faith is beyond belief, trust that brings believing into being.

The dreamer thought that the blue wool could have been nothing more than a coincidence, but he believed, finding that thread that had not been there before the dream.

We have the sacred stories of scripture, of the desert fathers, of the Hasidic holy men. The rabbi saw a man in the marketplace so intent upon his business he never looked up. He asked him, "What are you doing?" The man answered hurriedly, "I have no time to talk to you now." The rabbi, however, refused to be snubbed and repeated his question, "What are you doing?" This time the merchant impatiently cried, "Don't delay me. I have to attend to my business." But the rabbi insisted. "Everything you are so worried about is in the hands of God and all that is in yours is to trust and love God."

The disciples in the boat in the storm were worried and Jesus said to them, "Why are you afraid? Have you no faith?"

The author of the book of Hebrews wrote that faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen (Hebrews 11:1). Charlie Chaplin mixed his comedy with tenderness. In the film City Lights, Chaplin is a tramp whom a rich man, intoxicated, rewards financially, but when he sobers up, he charges Charlie with the theft of his money. Charlie, meanwhile, has given the money to a blind girl for eye surgery and is caught and imprisoned. After serving his prison sentence, the tramp returns to the world and passes the flower shop of the formerly blind girl. She scorns him, only to discover the unkempt and forlorn tramp is her benefactor. Using her sense of blindness -- touch -- she feels his face and speaks the word, "You!"

During Lent we are introduced to that "You" in our lives. "God so loved the world he gave his only Son ..."

When Carl Jung visited Taos Pueblo in 1924 he spoke with one of the inhabitants, questioning him on his opinion of his neighbor, the white man. The Native American replied that his people believed that the white man was "mad." "Why?" Jung asked. "They say they think with their heads." Jung agreed that this was so and asked him how he thought. "We think here," he replied, pointing to his heart.

Faith, trusting in God and God's all-surrounding grace, is thinking with the heart, believing.

When the night was darkest and hope the faintest, in the fullness of time, God sent the gift of hope into the world, Jesus the Christ. So I would conclude with the words, the faith affirmation, of Puddleglum, the Marshwiggle in Lewis' The Silver Chair: When the White Witch had convinced the children that there was only darkness, and hope the faintest, Puddleglum replied: "Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up all those things -- tree and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones ... I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn't any Narnia."3

"These (stories) are written that you may believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in his name ... For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son ..." Amen.


1. C. S. Lewis, The Lion, The Witch, And The Wardrobe (New York: Macmillan, 1950).

2. Madeleine L'Engle (New York: Dell Publishing, 1962).

3. C. S. Lewis, The Silver Chair (New York: Macmillian, 1953), p. 159.

CSS Publishing Company, AND THE SEA LAY DOWN, by Elaine M. Ward