# LCMS Convention Proceedings_St. Louis Missouri_1979_S76 # Machine transcription, uncorrected — CHI Digital Archive (demonstration) 76 CONVENTION SERMON conviction that we are all victims of the absurd and meaningless existence which simply ends in the black abyss. That mood of hopeless despair has been captured in the words of Jean Paul Friedrich Richter’s poem “Dream of a World Without God”: “And at this point a lofty noble form bearing the impress of eternal sorrow, came sinking down . . . and rested upon the altar; whereupon the dead cried out, ‘Christ! Is there no God?’ He answered: ‘There is none.’ . .. And Christ spake on, saying: ‘I have traversed the worlds, I have risen on the suns...thereis no God.’ And I descended to whither the very shadow cast by being dies out and ends, and I gazed out into the gulf beyond and cried: ‘Father, where art thou?’ But answer came there none, save the eternal storm which rages on, controlled by none. “Then he, sublime, loftiest of finite beings, raised his eyes toward the nothingness and boundless void, saying: ‘Oh, dead, dumb nothingness!—Necessity end- less and chill! O mad, unreasoning chance! When will ye dash this fabric into atoms, and me too... every soul in this great corpse trench of a universe is utterly alone!’” Thus men are compelled to live their lives, forever cursed by their sins and guilt, forever cursed by their rebellion and self-willed disobedience, forever cursed by their separation from God; forever doing evil, forever imprisoned by the powers of Satan; forever bound to their sins, condemned to exist forever where “dead, dumb nothingness” and mad unreasoned chance rules. Cursed to live eternally beyond that gulf across which the souls of the damned cry, “Father, where are You?” Forever condemned to hear no answer except the sar- donic laughter of the king of chaos, the lord of the absurd, the prince of darkness. There is no open door. There is no key. All the doors are forever closed, and apart from “the One whois holy and true, who holds the keys of hell and death,” all men are forever doomed to be what they have made of themselves, imprisoned in that place where the rebel flag flies forever and where men grind their teeth in agony and despair. II. Jesus Opens the Doors He Has the Key of David “Behold, I have set before you an open door, which no one is able to shut.” The theme of our convention should bring us back to the One who is holy and true, who has the key of David. The despair and nightmare of our world would indeed be true if it were not for this One, who is holy and true. A door has been opened. It was opened on that absurd day we call “Good Friday.” Ona cross planted on a hill outside of Jerusalem, Jesus, the One who is holy and true, cried out across the gulf: “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?” There He died, executed by God as the one great sinner. That death is no hero’s death, no sublime and lofty death fora cause and high ideals. It is the death of a slave—He died like a dog in a ditch. The ancient Scriptures had spoken of His death: “He was taken from prison and from judgment. ... He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so He opened not His mouth” (Is. 53:7, 8). The verdict of the court of heaven had been spoken upon Him. ‘“‘God made Him to be sin for us, who knew no sin, that we might be made the righteousness of God in Him” (2 Cor. 5:21). He went down into that dark prison from which there is no open door, into the darkness beyond, the grave and death. He Has Loosed Us from the Bonds of Sin But the senseless storm does not rage on, controlled by no one. An answer did come back to that cry of forsakenness. A voice that pierced the darkness and brought Him back from the grave and death. “The third day He rose again from the dead.” What awesome words, these words which we recite so easily week after week! “He led to freedom all oppressed; and pardon won for sin-distressed. Oh, praise Him for His mercy!” The verdict of the court of heaven has been spoken, and that verdict for us is acquittal—forgiveness and pardon. No executioner waits for us to remove us from prison and from judgment. We are not led as sheep to the slaughter. We do not stand suppliant before the court of heaven with no advocate to plead our case. Jesus Christ is risen and ascended into heaven. There our great Advocate forever intercedes for us. He has opened the door. “Behold, I have set before you an open door, and no man can shut it.” He Has Destroyed the Gates of Death “The words of the One who is holy, the One who is true, who has the key of David, who opens and no one shall shut, who shuts and no one opens.” He who proclaims Himself as the Keeper of the key of David is the same Savior who began His ministry by reading from the ancient prophet: ‘The Spirit of the Lord God is upon Me, because He has anointed Me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent Me to proclaim release to the captives and ... liberty to those who are oppressed” (Luke 4:18). He broke the bonds of death and destroyed the gates of hell. He loosed us from our sins and makes us free with the glad and joyful freedom of the sons of God. He has opened the door of our prison and blown away all the dank stench of death. He has set us free to breathe the bright air of God’s eternal world of light. No longer do men need to cry across the abyss to dead, dumb nothingness, no more die like a dog in a ditch. He has opened for us the door to the Father’s heart and home and given us the prayer of the children of God. “For you have not received the Spirit of slavery to fear, but the Spirit of adoption by which we cry, ‘Abba, Father’” (Rom. 8:15). We are not souls utterly alone in this vast corpse trench of a universe, abandoned or- phans to live in hopeless despair, not bundles of atoms waiting for final disintegration of the universe by blind unreasoning chance. A door has been opened for us— the door to the bright light of God’s eternal city, which “has no need of sun or moon to shine upon it, for the glory of the Lord God is its light, and its lamp is the Lamb” (Rev. 21:23). Our future is not blind, unreasoned chance, necessity, endless and chill, but the sweet order of the Father’s house, where our restless souls find