Mark 8:31--9:1 · Jesus Predicts His Death
Profits And Losses
Mark 8:31--9:1
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by King Duncan
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Joan trembled as she put on her lipstick. She never dreamed she would be caught in this predicament. Forty years old, active in her church, with a fifteen year old daughter and a loving husband and she was considering having an affair ” with her boss, Jim. "Jim's such an attractive man," she thought to herself as she checked her lipstick in the mirror. "He's everything Bob is not. He takes care of himself, wears great clothes, and he's fun. And he's a visionary. The company's broken every record since he took over. And it's not like he's happily married. His wife is a witch, from the way he describes her. Always suspicious about what he's up to. I would never be like that," Joan thinks to herself. The irony never occurs to her that perhaps Jim's wife has a reason to be suspicious.

She puts the finishing touches on her hair. "Oh, I know Bob would be crushed if he found out. But it's not like he's the perfect husband or anything. He's so preoccupied with his work, he scarcely has time for me. And he's always so tired. I've found him frowning so much lately. Something seems to be troubling him. I can't imagine what it is."

She fumbles through her jewelry box for a bracelet. "God, I hope Kristy never finds out," Joan thinks grimly. "She's such a straight arrow. It's amazing that she could be my daughter. Everything's black or white to her. Why can't she see some gray sometimes? She's too much like Bob. She stays down at the church, too much. Sure I'm glad she goes on Sunday morning. So do I most of the time. But what 15 year-old gets up and goes to Sunday School every Sunday without somebody dragging them. It's weird. Then there's Sunday evening youth meeting and all those committees she's on. Oh, I know, any other mother would be thankful for a daughter like Kristy. She's never any trouble. She makes good grades in school. If she would just lighten up some. Particularly where church is concerned.

"Not that I have anything against church. I used to be real active. That was before Rev. Bowater came. Sometimes he gives me the creeps. He's a nice man and all that. He's just a little rigid. Just last Sunday he seemed to be looking right at me when he quoted those words from the Bible, `For what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world but loses his soul?' Good grief," Joan thought. "It isn't like I'm on the verge of losing my soul or anything."

Bob sat on the edge of the bed staring at the floor while Joan finished getting ready in the bathroom. "How I hate going into work this morning," he thought. He had been like this a lot lately. "What do you do when you discover your boss has been falsifying records. `No big deal,' he says. But it is a big deal ” to me. Some of our customers are starting to notice. The home office has started asking why our expenses are so much higher than the other offices compared to sales. Besides, it's starting to affect morale. Some of the salesmen are starting to cheat on their expense accounts. `After all,' they say, `the boss does it, why not?'" Bob thought of a "Frank and Ernest," comic strip he had seen one time. A client is sitting across the desk from a lawyer. The client is saying something like this to his lawyer, "The question of right and wrong is very clear. I want you to cloud it up for me."

For Bob everything was crystal clear, and in spite of what his boss said, it was a big deal for him. "This isn't the way I was brought up," he tried to explain to Joan one night. She sided with the salesmen. "Look," she said, "You've got a good job. We've got a nice home. Don't rock the boat."

He watched her putting on the last bit of makeup in the bathroom. "She was beautiful," he admitted. "Particularly lately. But sometimes he wished she weren't quite so shallow. Of course, he knew that about her when they married. Flashy clothes. Nice car. House in the right neighborhood. Membership in the right clubs. Those were the things that were important to Joan. God knows he had tried to provide them for her. That was part of the reason he hesitated about making any changes in his job. Oh, he shouldn't complain. Joan had been a good wife and mother. Kristy had turned out super. They must have done something right."

He turned his head to look at the clock beside the bed. "I better get a move on. Don't want the boss to get upset. It's not like I've got another job waiting. I'm 45 now. With a big mortgage. Just as long as the boss doesn't ask me to do anything illegal, I guess I can hang in there. It's not so bad. Maybe Joan is right. I've got a good deal. Why rock the boat? It doesn't seem to bother anyone else; why should it bother me?" Still he felt like Rev. Bowater was looking right at him Sunday morning when he read those words from the Bible, "For what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world but loses his soul?" I don't think I'll lose my soul over all of this," Bob thought. "Right now I'm just a silent accomplice. As long as the boss really doesn't ask me to do anything that's against the law, I guess I'll get by."

Kristy stared out the window. She had been up for some time. She had cried herself to sleep the night before. "I guess I've lost my best friend," she thought to herself. Her mind raced back to the exam last Wednesday. Belinda was trying to look over her shoulder to copy some answers off of her test sheet. Kristy deliberately moved her shoulder forward to shield her paper so Belinda couldn't see. After the exam Belinda confronted her. "Why couldn't you be a friend?" Belinda asked angrily. "You know I've been having trouble at home. I couldn't get ready for the exam like you. Why couldn't you just be a friend?"

Kristy had to admit it hurt. "Was it more important to be a friend or to be honest?" Oh, she knew what most of her friends thought. There had been a poll just a few weeks ago printed in their school paper. Almost 25% of high school students say it's okay to do whatever you have to do to succeed as long as you don't hurt anyone. Nearly two thirds say they've cheated on an exam during the past year. One third say they stole something within the past 12 months. Most of them rank honesty pretty low on the totem pole. Maybe Belinda's right. Maybe friendship is more important than honesty. She thought she would get some support from Mom and Dad. Mom, though, sided with Belinda. "She said I need to be more flexible. Dad's been so preoccupied with his work lately, he didn't even seem to hear the question."

Mom wasn't the first to tell her she needed to learn to bend a little bit. That's why she stayed home most weekend nights. Some of the boys she had gone out with wanted her to bend a lot. They lost interest when they discovered she didn't want to play their games. "Oh well," she thought, "all the boys in my school are jerks anyway."

She was only trying to do what she thought was right. "Doesn't anybody understand that?" she wondered. Only Rev. Bowater. He was her friend as well as her pastor. He understood. He seemed to be looking right at her Sunday morning when he read those words from Scripture, ""For what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world but loses his soul?" "I don't know about my soul," Kristy thought, "but it sure does hurt to lose your best friend."

Jesus was facing the most difficult phase of his ministry. How he dreaded it. He knew if he did what he was sent to do, he would end up dying on a cruel cross. "I can handle that," he thought. "It's not something I want to do. But I can handle it. Everything I've taught up to this point would be a lie if I can't follow through on my mission. It's my friends I worry about. When they left their jobs and their boats and families to follow me, they really didn't know what they were getting into. They still don't. They see the crowds coming to our meetings, they see the works of healing, and they think I'm a success. How am I going to tell them? How am I going to break it to them that the crowds are going to turn against me? How am I going to tell them about the pain of rejection and defeat? How's Simon Peter going to handle it? He's still just a kid at heart. Big, blustery fellow. Will he turn out to be a rock like I predicted? And John. There's not a finer man around than my disciple John. Maybe he'll look after my mother Mary. Oh, God, how am I going to tell her that her son is going to die like a common thief?

"Maybe I ought to turn back now. For their sake. It's one thing for me to suffer, but why should they? This isn't their crusade. Why should they have to pay too?"

Even as he spoke Jesus knew that one day it would be their crusade. And they would make the same decision he was making. It was a decision for God and for right and for truth.

A certain businessman had earned millions of dollars in real estate. Some of his success was due to being in the right place at the right time, but the chief reason was that the community knew he was a man of his word. If he said `Yes,' people knew he meant `yes,' and vice versa."

A professional mountain climber tried to sum up this businessman's life. "In my profession," he said, "we have a saying about men like him: `He's the guy you want holding the rope.'" He went on to explain that when a climber slipped and fell, the person holding the tether line could save the victim only at a very painful price. The tether would snake through his hands at blinding speed, burning through his gloves and his flesh. It took consummate courage to hold on. This man was the kind of man you would want holding the rope. He could be trusted. His word was his bond.*

Jesus gathered his disciples around him. They could tell by the sadness in his face that this was not easy. He started to tell them that he must suffer at the hands of the elders and the chief priests and the scribes and must die ” but after three days he would rise again. Peter was furious. He took Jesus off to the side and began to rebuke him. "Get behind me, Satan," Jesus said, "you are not on the side of God, but on the side of men." Peter looked stunned. Jesus had never spoken to him like this before. Peter simply didn't realize how difficult this was for Jesus. "Whoever will come after me," Jesus said, "must be willing to deny himself and take up his cross and follow me, for whoever will save his life shall lose it and whoever shall lose his life for my sake and the Gospel's shall save it." Then Jesus seemed to look each of them individually in the eye as he said, "For what shall it profit a man, if he gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?"


* Contributed. Source Unknown.

Dynamic Preaching, Collected Sermons, by King Duncan