ON THE PATH: REPENTANCE
A Sermon by
Romans 2
1Therefore
you have no excuse, whoever you are, when you judge others; for in passing
judgment on another you condemn yourself, because you, the judge, are doing the
very same things. 2You say, “We know that God’s judgment on those
who do such things is in accordance with truth.” 3Do you imagine,
whoever you are, that when you judge those who do such things and yet do them
yourself, you will escape the judgment of God? 4Or do you despise
the riches of his kindness and forbearance and patience? Do you not realize
that God’s kindness is meant to lead you to repentance? 5But by your
hard and impenitent heart you are storing up wrath for yourself on the day of
wrath, when God’s righteous judgment will be revealed. 6For he will
repay according to each one’s deeds: 7to those who by patiently
doing good seek for glory and honor and immortality, he will give eternal life;
8while for those who are self-seeking and who obey not the truth but
wickedness, there will be wrath and fury. 9There will be anguish and
distress for everyone who does evil, the Jew first and also the Greek, 10but
glory and honor and peace for everyone who does good,
the Jew first and also the Greek. 11For God shows no partiality.
Driving through the badlands, dust kicking
up behind the tires as you barrel down the part gravel-part paved road. Your goal is to cross the bridge somewhere
ahead and come out into the cool of the towering mountains. But then there is a sign. It reads: Bridge Out Ahead. Your traveling companion says, “You have to
turn around.” You reply, “Well, maybe if
we just bear a little to the left, we will find another way.” And the gravel shoots from under your wheels
as you pull off onto a side road still heading for a bridge that leads nowhere.
For the five weeks of September we are in a sermon series called On the Path to Salvation: Conviction – which means we actually come to see our acts as sinful
Confession – we tell those sins to God
Repentance – we are sorry for those sinful acts and don’t want to do them again
Forgiveness – forgiven by God
Salvation – saved by God
Today we talk about that much-maligned, but life-altering
concept, repentance. The word has almost
become a standing joke with modern Americans.
How else can you account for that guy at every sports event on TV
wearing the tie-dye t-shirt and the rainbow wig, holding the sign that says,
“Repent”? Does he seriously expect
anyone to take him seriously or is it a joke?
I was skiing in
After a chapter describing torrid sins of the flesh, Paul the
Apostle launches into the members of the church at
Many people think that repentance means being sorry, but
there are all levels of being sorry.
1. I am sorry that I got caught.
2. I am sorry that I did that but that’s just the way I
am.
3. I am sorry but I had to do that.
4. I am sorry that you don’t like what I did but I’m not
sorry I did it.
All of these amount to a lot of sorry excuses for sin. But none of it is real repentance. Real repentance says I recognize my actions
as a sin against God, I am willing to face that, and I don’t want to do it
again. It takes conviction and
confession to get to repentance. But
many of us are convicted of our sin and confess it to God only in hopes of
getting the situation solved, the black marks purged. And that’s all we are interested in—just getting
our record cleared. It’s sort of like
paying off a parking ticket. It doesn’t
really mean that we regret what we have done.
And it certainly doesn’t mean that we don’t intend to park illegally
again. It is like
That is not repentance.
After several miles of bumping across the baked, dry path that served
for a road, it became obvious that there wasn’t another bridge spanning the
chasm that gaped between your car and the refreshing mountains. Your traveling companion says, “You have to
turn around.” But you say, “No, I can
see the mountains from here; we are so close.
Let’s just veer off a little farther to the south; there has to be
another way to get there.”
The Greek word for “repentance” is metanoia. “
I don’t know what it was that made him that way. His provincial upbringing, something about
the war, a fear of economic competition, I don’t know…but he hated oriental
people, just hated them. The horrid
slurs dripped venomously from his mouth: chink, jap, gook, slant-eye.
He never missed an opportunity to vilify any Asian he saw in person or
on TV. Until he played in a golf
tournament with a buddy of his in which the tournament director assigned you to
a golf cart partner. “And guess who I
got, Bill?” he said, “A Mr. John Kagiwada.” My mouth dropped open, fearing what he was
going to tell me next. Had he refused to
ride in the cart and walked the whole course instead? Was it homicide on the second hole? “What did you do?!” I asked, wanting to know but
afraid to know at the same time. And he
responded, “He was the nicest man I have ever met. We had a great time together.” And, personifying true repentance, he added,
“Bill, I think I’ve been wrong.” A change of mind, a change of heart that leads to a change of
life—that is repentance.
God is leading us to repent.
Not a quota-grabbing traffic cop who delights to catch us in trespass,
not a hanging judge who notches the noose count on the sides of his desk, not a
pietistic sin-spotter who savors the sins of others and can’t wait to share
with her peers, but a kind, loving
God who wants us to complete our journeys and reach our potential and find our
mountaintops.
You slam on the brakes, tires skidding across the pebbled
surface, ricocheting off the protruding rocks, your foot trying to push the
brake petal right through the floorboard.
And the car slides to a stop with the front bumper hanging over a sheer cliff
hundreds of feet above the river valley below.
After you can breathe again, you stammer, “Maybe I had better turn
around.” And God, your traveling
companion, just nods…and smiles.