Hebrews 1:1-14 · The Son Superior to Angels
One of the Family
Hebrews 1:1-4; 2:5-18
Sermon
by Billy D. Strayhorn
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I read about a preacher whose daughter keeps a daily notebook. On one page she had drawn a picture of her father and written carefully his name and address. When asked why, she explained. She had been watching a movie about amnesia. And then she said, "If I ever forget who I am, I want everybody to know who I belong to."

Belonging is very important. And knowing who we belong is even more important. This morning the author of the letter to the Hebrews talks about Belonging and our relationship with God. Let's look at the passage and find out how we are "One of the Family."

Hebrews 1:1-4 (NRSV)
[1] Long ago God spoke to our ancestors in many and various ways by the prophets,
[2] but in these last days he has spoken to us by a Son, whom he appointed heir of all things, through whom he also created the worlds.
[3] He is the reflection of God's glory and the exact imprint of God's very being, and he sustains all things by his powerful word. When he had made purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high,
[4] having become as much superior to angels as the name he has inherited is more excellent than theirs.

Hebrews 2:5-12
[5] Now God did not subject the coming world, about which we are speaking, to angels.
[6] But someone has testified somewhere, "What are human beings that you are mindful of them, or mortals, that you care for them?
[7] You have made them for a little while lower than the angels; you have crowned them with glory and honor,
[8] subjecting all things under their feet." Now in subjecting all things to them, God left nothing outside their control. As it is, we do not yet see everything in subjection to them,
[9] but we do see Jesus, who for a little while was made lower than the angels, now crowned with glory and honor because of the suffering of death, so that by the grace of God he might taste death for everyone.
[10] It was fitting that God, for whom and through whom all things exist, in bringing many children to glory, should make the pioneer of their salvation perfect through sufferings.
[11] For the one who sanctifies and those who are sanctified all have one Father. For this reason Jesus is not ashamed to call them brothers and sisters,
[12] saying, "I will proclaim your name to my brothers and sisters, in the midst of the congregation I will praise you."

Belonging is very important. And knowing who we belong to is even more important.

I. Belonging

Did you have yearly family gatherings when you were growing up?

Growing up in my family meant that the first Saturday of June was spent at Aunt Viola and Uncle Warner's. While it was never called a family reunion, that's what it was. All of my mother's family would gather to celebrate Uncle Kenny's birthday and get together for that big family meal.

And it was an all day meal. I especially loved Aunt Viola's potato salad. Nobody has ever made potato salad like that. I'm looking forward to the day I enter the pearly gates, not just so I can see Jesus face to face, but so I can get some more of Aunt Viola's her potato salad.

Like all family gathering, everybody brought something. And lots of something because it was an all day event. We'd get there about 10:00 or 11:00 in the morning before cartoons were over and all the baseball games came on, and before any of the auto races started. All the men moved the heavy stuff and the women ran the men out of the kitchen.

I remember cobbler and pecan pie. There was actually more variety of food than at Thanksgiving because, everybody was always trying a new salad or something. We had three or four kinds of baked beans, there was fried chicken cold cults, chips and what not for lunch. Then everybody would sit around after lunch catching up. For some this was only time in the year, other than Christmas, that they got to see each other. They came in from out of state or the other end of the state.

The only bad part about the family gathering was the clean up. Late in the evening, when everyone was tired, it was time to clean up. And that was the job of the oldest boys. Bruce, Danny and I had been doing it since we'd all been about 8 or 9 and we hated it. The adults would go inside and start a card game, and we were stuck with picking up all the cups and paper plates and wiping up spilled beans and cokes and tea.

Aunt Viola always supervised and she was a slave driver. She hated bugs and so once we had all the garbage picked up and all the lawn chairs folded and put away, we had to scrub and hose off the patio. She didn't want ANY ants in her house.

After lunch, after all the reminiscing, we'd usually watch a baseball game or one of the races while the food digested. Or my cousins and I would wheedle a few bucks out of our parents and walk up to the local pool hall. Or we hung out in the basement and messed with Uncle Warner's old radio. It picked up everything. It was floor model and had one of those dials that had ten or twelve bands, everything from am and fm to shortwave. We heard stuff that we were sure was aliens conversing together. On a couple of occasions (when we were teenagers) we raided the freezer. I remember one particularly hot summer, we opened and finished off an entire half gallon of fudge ripple ice cream. (3 teenage boys, remember?)

Then about 5:00 pm Uncle Warner would fire up the grill, and it was hamburgers, hot dogs, ribs, and pork steaks for the dinner. Always the same thing. And not just a few but mounds and mounds of each. I remember as a teenager thinking "Wow, they've finally got enough food to feed us."

Then when things cooled down a bit. Out came the bat and balls. It was time for the annual family whiffle ball game. (Plastic bat and whiffle ball). As the years passed this became bloodthirsty. When we were little kids, the dads would all divide up with us kids and we'd just have a good time. Everybody won. But as us boys got older, it was the teenagers against the adults.

I'll never forget the year the teenagers won. We were doing all the trash talking back and forth about who was better and who was going to beat who. And the dad's started getting a little irritated and decided they wanted to bet something.

Of course, we didn't have anything to bet with. We were lowly teenagers with little or no money. All of a sudden, Uncle Kenny said, "I've got it. If we win, you wash and wax our cars. If you win, we'll do the clean up, today." Since we hated cleaning up, it was the perfect thing to bet.

We won. And the most joyous part about winning that year wasn't the fact that we didn't have to clean up. No, the most joyous part was watching Aunt Viola really ham it up and treat our dad's and Uncles just like she treated us, maybe even a little more so.

After that year, we went back to the friendly family game where everyone played. Our dad's and uncles would never rise to the bait of taking us on again.

It's fun to reminisce about the good times in a family. Like all families, there were bad times and rough times and even horrible times. But the good times always seem to outweigh the bad times. Memories like these, always remind us that we belong. And it's important to belong.

II. Longing

A. It's important to belong because that's the deep longing we all have. We want to belong. We want to be connected. We want to be a part of something larger than us. We want to feel needed and loved. We are communal people who need community to survive. We have a longing for belonging.

We want to be "One of the Family." We want to be one of the family because there is a certain intimacy and a sense of unconditional love and belonging in most families. Not all, but most. And especially in the family of God.

The passage for today reminds us of our place in God's family. And just how important we are to God. In verse 1 & 2 we read: "Long ago God spoke to our ancestors in many and various ways by the prophets, but in these last days he has spoken to us by a Son."

In other words, the message god has for us and the relationship God desires to be in with us is so important, that God didn't send any of the ordinary messengers like prophets and angels. No, this message was so important; this relationship was so important that God entrusted it to His only Son, Jesus, and sent Him.

And verse three says this Son, Jesus: "is the reflection of God's glory and the exact imprint of God's very being." In other words, when we look at Jesus, we are seeing God. When we hear Jesus' words it is God speaking. Not a prophet who might or might not actually speak for God, or who might have heard wrong or misinterpreted what was said. But God, the Father Almighty, Creator of heaven and earth.

B. Part of the message which we hear is the message of salvation, the message and the story of Jesus' life and His sacrificial death on the cross for our sins. Not only that but it's the story and message of His defeat of death through His resurrection. We can't talk about Jesus without talking about His mission and His purpose and His ongoing call in our lives. Because that has changed our lives.

But there's another part that touches each and every person who has been Longing for Belonging.

In verse 11, the writer says: "For the one who sanctifies and those who are sanctified all have one Father. For this reason Jesus is not ashamed to call them brothers and sisters."

We are the children of God. We belong to the family of God. We belong because Jesus said we belong. We are His brothers and sisters in every way possible. Our true Father is God and that makes us "One of the Family."

Stop and think about it, this adds weight to what Jesus said. Not just the fact that He was the image and voice of God. But also, He was part of the family. And who do you tend to believe more, your family or your friends, neighbors, strangers, or even the preacher.

Of course, there are some exceptions to the rule but for the most part, you trust family more, don't you. Not only is Jesus the Son of God but He's part of the family. And you are "One of the Family."

Conclusion

I read another story about a mother putting her little girl to bed one night. The little girl was scared because the storm outside had knocked out the power and her night light wasn't on. So she asked, "Am I going to be left alone in the dark?"

Her mother answered calmly, "Yes, but don't forget, you have God with you all the time."

The little girl was silent for a minute and then said: "I know God is here with me, but I want somebody who has a face."

At the Lord's table, Jesus shows us God's face of compassion, mercy and grace. When we look across from the table at each other, we see the face of God. When we look in each others eyes, and let the heart of faith and the presence of the Holy Spirit use our eyes, we see the family resemblance

This morning, you're invited to an old fashioned family gathering. The table has been spread with more than any of us will ever be able to digest. And today, we don't have to worry about clean up, it is Jesus who does the cleaning up today. No matter what kind of mess there is in our lives, He offers to clean it up and help us start over. And He'll never forget that we belong to Him.

You are "One of the Family."


1. Preaching Magazine, Vol. 11, No. 2 (Preaching Resources, Jackson, TN)

2. Preaching Magazine, Vol. 7, No. 4 (Preaching Resources, Jackson, TN)

CSS Publishing Company, Inc., From the Pulpit, by Billy D. Strayhorn