Philippians 1:1-11 · Thanksgiving and Prayer
Proclaiming The Gospel
Philippians 1:1-11
Sermon
by Maxie Dunnam
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Many of you know that last month I had the privilege of participating in the World Congress on Evangelization in Manila at the Philippine International Convention Center. Nearly 4,600 persons attended from 191 countries -- more than are represented in the United Nations. Never before in human history have so many gathered from so many nations of the world to pray, share, witness, to consider strategy and resources, and seek God's will for completing the task of world evangelization.

By far, for me the most inspiring part of the Conference was the reports and testimonies from scores of delegates, many from very restrictive and oppressive areas of the world. One testimony came from Rev. Li Chen of China who had been in prison for 18 of the last 25 years because of his preaching the Gospel. They beat and tortured him when they heard him quoting the Scripture and praying out loud. For punishment, he was assigned to clean the cesspool each day of human excrement which was later used for fertilizer. At times the pit was nearly waist deep. Because of the overpowering stench, no guards would get anywhere near him. So here hw could quote the Scripture from memory and pray out loud! He also began to sing as he worked in the cesspool. He told us his favorite hymn and began to sing in Mandarin Chinese in a beautiful, clear voice, "I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses...". And then he praised God for his years in the cesspool. It was there, he said, God taught him that even a cesspool could be turned into a garden of prayer and praise!

I thought of that story as I began to think about Evangelism Sunday here at Christ Church, and as I began to reflect on our scripture lesson, Paul would have liked that story. Let's call to mind what was happening in Paul's life when he wrote the words that we read for our text.

Paul's cesspool was in a prison. There he sang and prayed, and wrote letters to Christians which have become Scripture for us. As he wrote the Philippian Letter, he was soon to face trial. No doubt his friends were worried about him because they knew altogether too well that death might be Rome's judgment against him.

But Paul has risen above any anxiety about death, or his prison confinement and suffering. The primary passion of his life made everything else -- even prison and death -- pale in significance. What was that passion? It is stated with bell-ringing joy and trumpet-like clarity in verse 18: "What then? Only that in every way...Christ is preached; and in this I rejoice."

In his effort to reassure his friends who were so worried about him, Paul laid down, perhaps inadvertently, three great principles that have tremendous significance to us on this day in the life of our church -- but for the whole of our Christian lives as well. Those principles are:

One, we can proclaim the Gospel anywhere. Two, we are to proclaim the Gospel everywhere. And three, when the Gospel is proclaimed, the Spirit guarantees the harvest.

Let's examine these principles for our own edification and challenge -- for as Christians, we are called to proclaim the Gospel.

I.

First, we can proclaim the Gospel anywhere. Have I told you the story of the man who went to the doctor. He said, "Doc, I got my arm broken in three places -- what should I do?" The doctor responded, "If I were you I would stay out of those places."

Paul was in prison but he did not allow this to hinder his missionary work. In fact, his imprisonment had "turned out for the furtherance of the Gospel". That's what he said in verse 12 -- That his imprisonment had turned out for the furtherance of the Gospel. Paul was reminding us in his very life that we can proclaim the Gospel anywhere.

Verse 13 shows the impact Paul's witness had upon those outside the Christian community. He witnessed to the soldiers who guarded him. Through them the word spread to the whole pretorian guard that he was in prison, not because he was a criminal, but because he was a Christian. And that became a powerful witness.

Then, verse 14 shows the impact his witness had on those within the Christian community. Let's read that verse again: "And most of the brethren have been made confident in the Lord because of my imprisonment, and are much more bold to speak the word of God without fear."

Do you get the point? -- we can proclaim the Gospel anywhere.

There's a story about the old evangelist, Billy Sunday, which illustrates this. He was in New York City preaching a revival and had a day off, so he thought he would see the sights. He went to the Empire State Building and got on a crowded elevator, taking sight-seers up to the roof. They all stood there in the elevator, as people in elevators do -- not saying a word -- faces forward -- no smiles -- no acknowledgement, even, that other people are writing that elevator with you. Finally, however, someone broke the silence that day and said, "I wonder, if the elevator cable should break, would we go up or down?"

That's all Billy Sunday needed. He was off and running. "It depends upon the life you have been living, he said, and he preached for a decision right there in the elevator.

Don't miss the point I'm making. I'm not holding Billy Sunday up as a model. I'm simply saying that the principle is valid for all of us. The circumstances of our life may determine how we share the Gospel, but not whether we share it. We can proclaim the Gospel anywhere.

II

That leads me to the next principle. We are to proclaim the Gospel everywhere. Not only can we proclaim the Gospel anywhere, we are to proclaim the Gospel everywhere.

Whether through Paul, a prisoner, or the guards, or the servants at Caesar's household, or the ordinary Roman citizens, the Gospel was to proclaimed everywhere.

I remember an experience I had some years ago in Bloomington, Illinois. It was at once frustrating and funny, sad and satisfying. It was back when I was the editor of The Upper Room, and I had finished some lectures and went to the airport to catch a plane for Chicago to connect for Nashville. It was a commuter run, and I'm always a bit nervous about those. When I arrived at the little airport in Bloomington, I discovered there was no flight. It had been cancelled, thus my frustration. There were two other persons in the terminal that day -- one trying to get to Chicago -- the other completely bewildered and dejected. The bewildered and dejected one was a fellow from Germany who spoke broken English. He was trying to get to Bloomington, Indiana, but those who had ticketed him had mistakenly routed him to Bloomington, Illinois, rather than to Bloomington, Indiana.

The sad thing, I discovered, was that he was trying to get to his brother in Indiana, a professor in the University there, who was dying of cancer. Can you imagine the trauma, the frustration, the helpless anger...In a strange land, getting off in a strange place where he knew no one -- and stuck. Wanting desperately to get to his dying brother -- but no plane for another six hours.

The other person in the terminal was a mammoth man who looked like he was out of place, but would have looked that way wherever he was. It's amazing how sympathy grows in such a setting, and how friendly you can become with strangers, and how productive you can be if you maintain some degree of calm and clear-headedness. This mammoth man -- would you believe his name was John (Big John). John concluded that we had no choice -- there was only one alternative. If we would do so quickly, we could rent a car, drive to Chicago, get there in time for me to make my connection which was close one, and he would have plenty of time to make his.

Given that idea, it seemed clear to me that our German friend could get from Chicago to Bloomington, Indiana, far easier than from Bloomington, Illinois. It took us a bit of doing to communicate that, but we did, and so we were soon on our way -- the 3 of us driving to Chicago.

As I settled into the back seat – John driving, and our German guest beside him in the front -- I was almost instantly confronted with the thought that I needed to share some sort of Christian witness, especially to the German guy who was so depressed. How would I do it? I didn't want to come off as a preacher. I wanted to be natural, and I wanted to communicate authentic caring. While I was mulling it over in my mind, trying to devise a strategic entree, communication was going on up front. It wasn't free-flowing, and it wasn't easy, but this fellow who looked like he didn't quite belong anywhere, was coming through with real concern for Hans, our German guest.

Soon I heard him talking about his church, his Christian friends, and how in the past two years the Christian life had taken on deep meaning, and had sustained him through a recent, very serious crisis. The witness was clear, and Hans received it.

There was no conversion in the car that day -- so far as I know -- but the Gospel was proclaimed -- not by this preacher, but by a lay person who had experience new life and was willing to share it.

John got me to my airline, assured me he had time to check in the car and to help Hans find a plane for the ride to Bloomington. We quickly exchanged cards. John took a kind of double-breath when he saw on my card that I was the World Editor of The Upper Room, for he was a Methodist and obviously knew that publication well. I noted that he was the president of a Silo Construction Company, which I later learned was the second largest such company in the world.

But both of us knew those credentials didn't matter. What mattered was what had happened in the car with Hans. We are to proclaim the Gospel everywhere.

III

Now this final principle to which we must hold as people proclaiming the Gospel: The Spirit guarantees the harvest.

We can proclaim the Gospel anywhere -- we are to proclaim the Gospel everywhere -- at the same time we are to remember and claim the promise that the Spirit guarantees the harvest.

Somewhere I read about the American Red Cross gathering supplies -- medicine, clothing, food, and the like -- for the suffering people of Biafra. Inside one of the boxes that showed up at the collecting depot one day was a letter. It said, "We have recently been converted and because of our conversion we want to try to help. We won't ever need these again. Can you use them for something?"

Inside the box with that letter were several Ku Klux Klan sheets. So, those sheets were cut down to strips, and eventually used to bandage the wounds of black persons in Africa. It could hardly be more dramatic, could it? From symbols of hatred to bandages of love because someone had proclaimed the Gospel and someone had responded, and the Spirit provided the harvest.

We can count on it, Friends. When we accept the fact that we can proclaim the Gospel anywhere, and when we respond to the challenge that we are to proclaim the Gospel everywhere -- we can be confident that the Spirit guarantees the harvest.

Does that excite you? I hope so -- to know that all we have to do is to be faithful – to live our lives that persons won't miss the fact that we are Christian -- to pray for those whom we know are lost -- and to speak our word of witness whenever we have the opportunity -- and know that the Spirit is going to provide the increase.

I began the sermon with the story of a faithful Chinese Christian turning a cesspool into a garden of prayer -- and singing. An evangelist years ago did some research on the life of the famous 19th Century philosopher and agnostic, Robert Ingersoll. In his study, the evangelist came upon the program for Ingersoll's funeral service. Across the bottom of the bulletin was a line announcing that there would be no singing. The evangelist said that he thought immediately of the second verse of the hymn, "Come We That Love the Lord".

Let me remind you of that second verse which we sang earlier:

"Let those refuse to sing
who never knew our God;
But children of the Heavenly King
may speak their joys abroad."

There was nothing to sing about at Mr. Ingersoll's funeral -- but Pastor Chen, in his cesspool, and you and I wherever we are, as children of the "Heavenly King" can speak our joys abroad.

So, don't forget, we can proclaim the Gospel anywhere we are to proclaim the Gospel everywhere, and, when the Gospel is proclaimed, there is reason to sing.

Maxie Dunnam, by Maxie Dunnam