Josh Radke
In the final part of The Lord of the Rings story, The Return of the King, Gandalf and Pippin are huddling together during a grim point of the siege of Minas Tirith. Pippin looks to Gandalf and admits he had hoped for a different end to their lives. Gandalf sees Pippin is discouraged with fear and weariness, that the hobbit is on the edge of hopelessness. It is a dramatic scene; one that many persecuted Christians experienced before their martyrdom, or during terrible battles in war.
In the story, Gandalf offers a comforting smile to the hobbit, “End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take.” Then Gandalf proceeds to tell the young hobbit of the celestial, undying lands that await them after death. Indeed, many Christians under duress were also comforted by such words of hope-words with true value; words that a fairy tale can only echo. Those words are the Apostle’s Creed.
Although the Creed is commonly understood as a confession about our faith, this is not its primary function. The Creed is the summary of the whole Gospel, which comes from Christ Jesus our Lord. Through the Creed, God places His saving acts into our mouth for us to speak. Thus, it is appropriate to recite the Creed during private confession with your pastor. In the Divine Service, the Creed is spoken after the sermon but before Jesus’ Words consecrate bread and wine, where we receive Him into ourselves for the forgiveness of sins, and renewed spirits in the True Vine.
Through the Creed, our Father provides us a sanctuary from attacks against our faith by the world, the devil, our rebellious nature. Through the Creed, we are reminded that our salvation was obtained in real history; it is not a myth or a legend. Moreover, through the Creed, God reminds us of His promises given to us, by grace, in Holy Baptism for the sake of Christ: justification by faith alone, in Jesus alone; the preservation of our faith and the Church, by the Holy Spirit; the resurrection of our bodies at the Last Day; eternal life in the new creation.
We are reminded in Scripture and in our hymns that hardship, suffering, and struggles of the spirit will remain throughout our lives; sometimes it is because of the sins we commit, sometimes it is from the cross we must bear as Christians, and sometimes it is simply because we live in a broken cosmos that can only beget more brokenness. Whatever the instance, the devil hopes to use these to ambush us like a murderous thief, to rob us of Christ and the fruits of His cross given to us in God’s Word and Sacraments. As often as these times come, seek refuge in the words of the Gospel; bear the shield of faith in your Lord God and speak the Creed, and the arrows of the evil one shall be extinguished.
I didn’t grow up going to church. At all. Ever.
The Gospel is hyperbolic. Well, it seems like hyperbole anyway. It’s so over the top! It can’t be true! It can’t be real! It’s unbelievable and simple all at the same time. It’s too awesome and too good to be true. It’s amazing! Because it’s all Jesus-y goodness.
“When your days are fulfilled and you rest with your fathers, I will set up your seed after you, who will come from your body, and I will establish his kingdom. He shall build a house for My name, and I will establish the throne of his kingdom forever. I will be his Father, and he shall be My son. If he commits iniquity, I will chasten him with the rod of men and with the blows of the sons of men.” 2 Samuel 7:12-14
As I walked down the middle aisle of the auditorium, along with many other Lutheran youth at the Higher Things Crucified conference this last summer in Logan, Utah, I soaked in the glistening hymns being sung. I stepped down toward Pastor Mark Buetow, who served me the body of Christ saying, “Daniel, take and eat the body of Christ given for you.” Again, when I received the blood of Christ, my name was spoken, and I was given Christ’s blood, which was shed for me. How great it was to hear it proclaimed BY NAME that Christ is for me! He is real. Communion is for REAL.
Have you ever witnessed someone’s behavior and just wanted to tell them, especially if they are a Christian, “Stop it! Stop doing that! Do the right thing! Do the Christian thing! Act like a Christian! Behave!” All of us have particular sins which we like to judge in others. All of us have particular sins others enjoy judging in us. But aren’t we saved? Aren’t we supposed to be holy? Are we sanctified? Where is our sanctification?
You’ve already died. You did! Death’s already happened to you. There was no angel of death, no Grim Reaper, no Oscar-winning last breath. No, you died in the Baptismal Font. You were drowned in the water and in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.
When I was 18, I had planned out my life completely. First, I’d enroll at the local college. Then when my girlfriend finished high school we’d move to the Twin Cities. We’d get married, finish college, land good jobs, and have a baby. We decided his name would be “Christian.” And if I could just find the right lead singer I’d gig with my band on weekends. The next year, a phone call woke me up from my daydreams.