Reformation Day Observed – October 24th and 25th, 2025 – Matthew 11
In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit +
But to what shall I compare this generation? It is like children sitting in the marketplaces and calling to their playmates, “We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we sang a dirge, and you did not mourn.” Thus far our text this Reformation Day.
Reformation Day is such a wonderful day for a preacher. I mean, there are so many things that I could talk about today. It could be a day for a great, rip roaring historical sermon. It could be a day fantastic theology, diving on into the Epistle and the fact that we are saved by grace through faith. It could be a day for confronting struggle in the world – the kingdom of heaven has suffered violence – struggle abounds, but we are safe in Christ. John 8 is a optional Gospel – If the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed! I've done each of those before, and I'm sure if the Lord grants me the days, I'll do those themes all again. But there was something that struck me in Matthew as I was pondering, and so that is the angle for today. Today, we are going to talk about play.
Play? Yes, play. Did you note that when Jesus frames the discussion of this generation, the state of the world and the church of His day, He frames it under the description of play. Of playmates. Of people gathered together, and they should be footloose and fancy free, like kids simply at leisure having fun together. It's not kids with chores, having to whitewash the fence, milk cows, check out the new oxen, or any other dreadful excuse for why they can't come. Nope, kids in the marketplace, hanging out together, and playing.
Really, what better description of the Church could there be? I mean, I suppose you might say a party, a feast – since Jesus uses that theme quite often. Or maybe a marriage, that's one that comes up often enough. But really, those are both places of play. Of delight, of game, of enjoyment. Where people are brought together for joy and delight. And that is the Church – we are those called out of darkness, the darkness of this sinful world, into His marvelous light. And what for? To receive God's blessings of body and soul, to learn and love and receive love – that's the point. That's all play.
And the thing is, as Jesus sees it, there is a problem. The people of His generation – something is drastically wrong. They aren't playing. We played the flute for you, and you did not dance. The nice little jaunty tune, all light and airy came up, and they didn't dance. Why? Well, Jesus doesn't say – there might be many a reason why they are sitting there like bumps on a log – probably because they thought they were too cool for school, or they wanted to seem serious or self important, above this little kiddie stuff. So, Jesus offers a different song. We sang a dirge, and you did not mourn. Sometimes you need to be serious, okay. We can do serious too. We can do somber and deep... and yet, nothing. Still the refusal to play. Still just off on your own, refusing to join in, refusing to share. Not even tapping your feet to the beat, and looking down on the little losers and their silly games.
You know what one of the most misunderstood passages of Scripture is? Ephesians 5, where we are instructed that we are to be submitting ourselves to one another out of reverence for Christ, wives to your own husbands as to the Lord. Oh, Pastor Brown, I see you are wanting to live dangerously this Reformation Day – perhaps you're hoping to be burned at the stake yourself. No, not at all. We misunderstand. So often we think of the word “submit” as a word of power, of force, of making someone do what I want them to do because I'm in charge. Nope. Not the point. We submit to each other out of reverence for Christ – and that's not saying that the Church is to be a place where we beat each other until we say uncle. Rather this. To submit isn't to be forced to do something – it's to go along. It is literally to subordinate yourself to someone else, to say, “I'll just follow their lead on this.” In our love and respect for Christ, we follow each other's lead all the time. Your infant starts crying in the middle of the night, well congrats, you are following their lead and getting out of bed.
But to what shall I compare this generation? It is like children sitting in the marketplaces and calling to their playmates, “We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we sang a dirge, and you did not mourn.” Why? Why, oh people, aren't you following Christ's lead? Why, when He sets the tune, are you not singing along? Why are you off doing your own thing, insisting on your own way? Why aren't you playing along? Why aren't you playing nicely? That's the question, the lament of Jesus, here. I've given you every good thing, and yet you're not listening, you're not paying attention, you aren't singing along. But it gets worse. It's not just that you're passively not doing anything. You're actively opposing, you're complaining. For John came neither eating nor drinking, and they say, “He has a demon.” The Son of Man came eating and drinking, and they say, “Look at Him! A glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners!” John the Baptist came, and he was as straight laced and buttoned up as they came. You wanted someone to be serious about religion, about faith and behavior and morals – John was your man. Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand. But, they didn't. They complained. Okay, okay, maybe that preparation is too intense – too Lenty. Let's try Easter joy – Jesus comes, and there's forgiveness and restoration and joy and welcome... and still the complaints. Can't be serious, can't be silly – no matter what you still complain.
You know what the problem is – you just don't want to play, you don't want to play along with Jesus. And that's drastically sad. That's been the problem since the fall. Instead of delighting in the creation that Jesus had set up, instead of listening to His Word and following along, Adam and Eve started listening to the Devil. They started humming along to his twisted tune, and things went sideways. Now instead of just Jesus running everything for our good, we were distracted and dischordant and chaotic. Instead of simply being happy to play along, we wanted to make everyone do what we wanted, whenever we wanted, whether it was good for us or not, and our desires ran amuck. And Jesus warned us – Thou shall not – but we so often don't like playing by those rules, we know so much better, that's just silly, outmoded stuff. Love God and love your neighbor – bah, my neighbor is dumb and I don't like them. And from thence chaos and trouble ensue – and behold the history of the world, behold every issue great or small of the day – from Geo-politics to the smallest little familial spat. Oh, we will sing – we'll sing, “I did it my way” - and our cover versions of that overrated song are all lousy.
And now, Reformation Day. A day where once again we hear Jesus, where He says, “All that selfish stuff – that's silly. Come, it's all good, it's all good in Me, I have made it all good, I have done everything needed to make it good, you are welcomed, you are forgiven, you are redeemed, you are justified, and because I have lived, died, and lived again for you, you're bound for eternal life. Dances or dirges, I'm with you in them all, and they will all yield to Me. Come and play.” And so we are called to reflect – what have we been listening to? Who have we been listening to? Whom have we been shaping our lives according to? Jesus or someone else? Or something else? Or even just ourselves? Every proper Reformation movement in the Church is nothing other than the great call from the book of Hebrews – Come, let us fix our eyes upon Jesus, the Author and Perfector of our faith. And that's hard on us, on our sinful flesh. We love our own distractions, our idols, our wants and whims and our plans and plots. And Jesus pulls our eyes off of them, and He casts them down – not merely to punish, not merely to destroy – not like how we will trash and bully and break the things of our neighbors when we're in a pique – no, Jesus pulls our eyes off of our idols so that we will again see Him. Jesus pulls the fake frivilous false joys out of our hands so that He can fill us with a good measure of His blessing. Jesus rips open and breaks our shriveled little hearts so that He can fill them with Himself and heal them and make them beat strongly and fully again, following the joyous beat of His song of love and salvation and joy.
When the tune is a dirge, where we see the weight of sin hitting the world, hitting us – we mourn. There is a time to mourn, after all, in this fallen world. There is a time to repent, to be turned away from sin, even and especially the sins we like. And when the tune is that light and airy flute, calling out the song of salvation – you know it, the light pastoral tune, oh what a beautiful morning, this is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it, He's risen, He's risen, He's alive and I'm forgiven, heaven's gates are open wide and there's not a thing in the world that anyone, not even Satan and all the hosts of hell can do to stop that song because the kingdom ours remaineth – sing along. Don't worry if you're off key. It's not typically a solo you're called to sing, and the King of universe knows how to balance your flats with someone else's sharps and it all works out in the end, because that's what Jesus is doing, making it all work out again so that instead of being a miserable sourpuss you get heaven and resurrection.
John, in his first epistle, repeatedly uses the phrase, “Little children”. Sometimes I think he says it because he's getting old and everyone is so much younger than him. But you know, faith like that of a little child is commended, and often what we all need to remember is that we have been freed to simply be Children of the Heavenly Father, Jesus' little lambs. Our Heavenly Father has everything in control for us, our brother Jesus is looking out for us, and we are free simply rejoice and delight in all the good things He gives. John writes: “I am writing to you, little children, because your sins are forgiven for His sake. Again, John writes, “See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are.” Beloved in Christ, enjoy your play this week, and have a blessed Reformation Day. In the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit +