Sermon Excerpts from January 26,2014

When Fisherman Don't Fish!

Scripture: Matthew 4:18-20 

In his book In the Eye of the Storm, Max Lucado tells about an important lesson on a fishing trip where the weather kept his father, a friend and himself from doing any fishing.  They spent several days trapped inside. Max says the lesson he learned was not about fishing, but about people. He writes, “When those who are called to fish don’t fish, they fight. (1)

And that’s true about fishing for fish and fishing for souls. When energy intended to be used outside is used inside, the result is explosive. Instead of casting nets, we cast stones . . . Instead of being fishers of the lost, we become critics of the saved.

I want to you let these words sink into your subconscious today. They’re important for the life of this church: “When those who are called to fish don’t fish, they fight.”

Let’s face it, the sad reality is that most of us aren’t concerned with fishing for men and women anymore in the same way that Christ called us to be “fishers of men.” We give lip service to bringing people into the family of Christ, but, like most churches, we gave up fishing long ago. We’re willing to accept a fish if it leaps into the boat by itself, but we’re really not all that interested in casting our nets or doing the really hard work it takes to pull them in. We would do well to listen to Max Lucado’s warning:  when fishermen don’t fish problems arise.

You know the original story of the call of Jesus’ earliest disciples: As Jesus was walking beside the Sea of Galilee, Matthew tells us, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen.

“Come, follow me,” Jesus said, “and I will send you out to fish for people.” At once they left their nets and followed him. Going on from there, he saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John. They were in a boat with their father Zebedee, preparing their nets. Jesus called them, and immediately they left the boat and their father and followed him (18-22).

Now look at what happen in Matthew 20:20-24.  The mother of Zebedee’s sons [James and John] came to Jesus with her sons and, kneeling down, asked a favor of him.

“What is it you want?” he asked.

She said, “Grant that one of these two sons of mine may sit at your right and the other at your left in your kingdom.”  This story ends with this statement: “When the ten heard about this, they were indignant with the two brothers.”

The disciples had forgotten all about fishing for people. They had already started struggling over who was the greatest in the kingdom. When fishermen don’t fish, says Max Lucado, they fight.

This is an important principle. As long as believers are working together for a common goal there is harmony and unity, but when the work stops and the talking starts so does the struggle over who’s the greatest. We start worrying over who the pastor is paying attention to and who he/she is not. And soon the church has lost its focus!

We get upset over who is singing a solo in the choir. We get flustered if somebody new sits in our pew. We get indignant if someone else gets the office that we think should have been ours.  When fishermen don’t fish, they fight.

The Rev. John Fitzgerald tells a delightful story about the church in the early days of our country. In 1770, Charles Woodmason was an ordained clergy from the Church of England who had been appointed to the back country of North and South Carolina. This particular area been settled by Scotch-Irish Presbyterians. This was on the eve of the American Revolution and Lord Cornwallis called that area a “Hornets nest” of rebellion. In those days Methodists, Baptist, Presbyterians, and Quakers were constantly arguing about doctrine, but the last thing any of them wanted was a preacher from the Church of England. What could they do?

Well, here’s what they did. On his first visit they all brought their dogs to church. “There were 57 dogs. I counted them,” said Woodmason in his journal. When it came time for the sermon, the dogs were barking and howling and fighting among themselves. They barked so much that Woodmason gave up preaching the sermon and went home.

But one of the dogs followed him home.

Later that afternoon Woodmason returned the dog to its owner with this pointed message: “57 souls came to church today, but I was only able to convert one of them [this dog]. So, I’m bringing him back home [so he can] do some good among you.”

From that day on whenever there was a disturbance Woodmason would politely ask those folks from other denominations, “Have you come to be converted?”

“People in those days thought that was the funniest thing they had ever heard, says Rev. Fitzgerald. “And there was wisdom in that response. But isn’t it sad that Christians were arguing with Christians in the first place?” (2)

It is sad. We have so much to do as the body of Christ. Christ calls us to make a difference in this community. Christ wants us to show this community that we are a caring people because Christ is a caring Savior. Christ wants us to model compassion, forgiveness and a passion for righting the world’s wrongs.

What does it say to them if we cannot get along with each other? When fishermen don’t fish, they fight.

It’s also true that when fishermen don’t fish, they run away. There is a little story in Luke 22:56-62. It concerns the man sometimes called “the big fisherman,” Simon Peter. It takes place while Jesus is being interrogated by the High Priest. A servant girl sees Simon Peter seated there in the firelight. She looks closely at him and says, “This man was with him” referring to Jesus.

But Simon Peter denied it. “Woman, I don’t know him,” he said.

A little later someone else saw him and said, “You also are one of them.”

“Man, I am not!” Peter replied.

About an hour later another asserted, “Certainly this fellow was with him, for he is a Galilean.”

Peter replied, “Man, I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Just as he was speaking, the rooster crowed. The Lord turned and looked straight at Peter. Then Peter remembered the words the Lord had spoken to him: “Before the rooster crows today, you will disown me three times.” And he went outside and wept bitterly.

Peter, the big fisherman, ran when times got tough, and how often we do the same! When we lose sight of our call, we run away from every problem! Little things make us cut and run!

There was a story recently about the turmoil that came to a large Baptist church in the South in the darkest day of the movement for civil rights in that part of the country.

To its credit, the church had been hosting an after-school tutoring program for children who lived across the street from the church in government housing. One of these children was an African-American girl named Twila Fortune.

She, and her mother, Winifred Bryant, began to visit Sunday School and worship at the church.

That ought to be a cause for rejoicing in that church. Two fish, if you don’t mind my using the analogy, jumped out of the water and flopped into the boat. Unfortunately, in the eyes of some, these weren’t the right kind of fish. They weren’t the right color and they didn’t have the right social status.

Nevertheless, after several years of visiting, Twila told her mother that she was ready to make her profession of faith and be baptized. Winifred contacted the pastor who visited with them in their home.

So on a Sunday in October of 1970, Twila and Winifred walked the aisle of the First Baptist Church in this Southern city to present themselves as candidates for membership. In the Southern Baptist Church people are accepted as members of the church on the vote of the congregation.

When they went forward Twila and Winifred were told that First Baptist was not receiving new members and that their application would have to be deferred. Over the course of the next few weeks and after many late night discussions (some lasting until two in the morning), their application for membership was presented three times for the congregation’s vote. All three times, they were denied membership.

After the third refusal, a layman, Dr. Byrn Williamson, stood up in the service and said he would like to talk with anyone who wanted to be a part of a church who would welcome individuals like Twila and Winifred. And something stirred within that congregation. Three hundred other lay people stood with Dr. Williamson and walked out of the sanctuary of that church that day to start a new church a church where all God’s people are accepted with love and appreciation. Today, over 40 years later, that church is still going strong under the leadership of an outstanding pastor. (3)

When I read that I wondered if there is anyone whom we would refuse to accept because they do not conform to our image of who is the right kind of Christian. And I wondered who among us would have the courage to stand up against the majority and declare, “That’s not right.” Or would we cut and run like Simon Peter?  When fishermen don’t fish, they fight. And when fishermen don’t fish, they run away.

But there’s one thing more we need to say: when fishermen don’t fish, they forget.  In John 21:1-3 we discover an interesting event in the lives of the disciples. It takes place after the resurrection. John paints the picture for us:

Afterward Jesus appeared again to his disciples, by the Sea of Galilee. It happened this way: Simon Peter, Thomas (also known as Didymus), Nathanael from Cana in Galilee, the sons of Zebedee, and two other disciples were together.

“I’m going out to fish,” Simon Peter told them, and they said, “We’ll go with you.” So they went out and got into the boat, but that night they caught nothing. 

Why did they catch nothing? Metaphorically, it is because a boat was the wrong place for them to be. Jesus had told them he wanted them to be fishing for people and they were still content fishing for fish.         

We understand that, don’t we? It’s a lot more fun to fish for fish than it is to fish for people. And fishing for people is a whole lot harder.

I wonder if there could be any young adults in this community who are struggling with addictions of some kind? I wonder if there are any middle-aged adults for whom alcohol is their chief nemesis? Is there any way we could reach out to them, minister to them?         

I wonder if there are any lonely people in this community any older people, shut-in people? I wonder if any of them would like to have a loving church family to belong to?

Could there be anyone in this community struggling to make ends meet? Maybe they’ve lost their job. Maybe they’ve lost their home. I wonder if there are any families that have been split asunder by divorce? I wonder if their children are hurting and need to be surrounded with love? As the community of faith, is there something we can do for them?

When fishermen don’t fish, they forget what their primary reason for being is. Our comfort, our contentment, becomes more important than doing God’s will!

When fishermen don’t fish, they fight. When fishermen don’t fish, they lose their courage and run away. When fishermen don’t fish, they forget what their primary reason for being is.

Someone has said that there is a thin line between fishing and standing on the shore looking like an idiot. Maybe it’s time we risk looking like an idiot for Christ’s sake. Let’s get back to our primary task reaching out to and ministering to people; people around us and people around the world.  Let’s live out the promise God has given to us to share.  Let’s fish and not fight. 

1.       (Dallas: Word Publishing, 1991).

2.        https://booneumcevents.org/uploads/Sermon2009_09_20.pdf.

3.        Scott Hoezee, “Fifth Sunday after Pentecost, Year B,” The Lectionary Commentary.

4.       Cited by The Rev. Sarah Jackson Shelton, http://day1.org/1326-the_sleeping_jesus.

5.       Dynamic Preaching First Quarter 2014, King Duncan, ChristianGlobe Networks, Inc., 2014, 0-000-0000-20