The Lost Things and Broken Pieces


So, I am gonna ask a question here.
How many of you have seen the new Tinkerbell movies?

I figured I may be about the only one with my hand up. I figured that would happen.

So, there is a whole series of Tinkerbell movies, there are four main ones now, and I prefer this Tinkerbell over the Peter Pan Tinkerbell.

She still has the attitude.
She is still feisty.
She still has her temper, but she is not quite as jealous as she was.

You can actually understand her because she talks and it doesn’t simply sound like a bell ringing.

She has some (fairy) friends. She hasn’t made it to Neverland yet, instead she lives in Pixie Hallow with all the other fairies.

The first one talks about how fairies are born and created from the first laugh of a new born child. They arrive, sometimes created out of flowers that make their way to Pixie Hallow, and all the other fairies are gathered around to find out what type of fairy this new one is going to be. You find out what type of fairy you are by what talent is drawn to you. You could be an animal, garden, water, light, or fast flying fairy; you could work with the Pixie Dust tree; or you could be a Tinker.

Now, Tinkerbell belongs to the Tinkers and at first, she thinks this is cool, until she realizes she doesn’t get to go to the human world. Her job is to make stuff for the other fairies to use when they go to the human world. Well, she is NOT okay with this. She is determined that she will change her talent. She tries to be every one of the other kinds of fairies and, in true Tinkerbell fashion, it is a disaster each time.

She is mad.
She has lost her temper.

She is roaming around a part of Pixie Hallow she has never been before and she comes across some strange things. It turns out these things that came from the human realm. She calls them “lost things” and they are springs or gears from watches (etc.), basically broken bits and pieces of things we enjoy here.

She takes them back to her Tinker workshop and she starts using them to creating new things that do wind up helping the other fairies when it comes to painting lady bugs or butterflies and rounding-up the animals.

The lost things.

This made me think about our gospel today, because in our Gospel we have this miracle we all know. We all know this story. We’ve all heard it a million times in a million different ways.

Jesus takes a small amount of food, blesses it, and magically more than 5,000 people are fed. There are different ways that preachers focus on this text from the obvious connection to Holy Communion to Christ moved by concern and compassion to heal the sick, despite the fact that he really needs some alone time to mourn the loss of John the Baptist, asking how are we similarly called for our compassion to move us to similar action.

Those are great focuses and yet this week I found myself drawn to the broken pieces.

The broken pieces.

When we think about it our lives, who we are as individuals, as a society, as a world, is broken. We talk about this.

Facebook, this week, showed me some things I had shared in past years. One being a statement that the Church is not a museum for the good, but is meant to be a hospital for the broken. Also, another one that talked about losing our way and our path to anger, jealousy, and bitterness.

We’ve all be broken, whether it has been by lost or broken trust, whether it has been by abuse: emotionally, mentally, physically, and/or spiritually.

We’ve all be broken by our tempers and anger,

We’ve all be broken by grief over loss of loved ones, jobs, or anything else we held dear to our hearts.

We’re broken.

That is part of who we are and yet similar to the lost things that Tinkerbell collects God can take all those broken pieces and make something better and greater than we ever imagined possible. That is one of the key traits of our abnormal, extra-ordinary Triune God through the Holy Spirit working in, among, through, and despite that brokenness of our bodies, and our minds, and our hearts, and our spirits ultimately for God’s will, for the betterment of ourselves, our family, our friends, our community, our world but it defies logic.

The broken pieces.

My prayer is that during this next week and the weeks to come, we can think about the brokenness in our own lives and in our own world; the “lost things” that can be collected and through the power of the Holy Spirit lead us into a future that is better than we could ever even imagine. Not at our own hands, but at the hands of our God.

Scripture was Matthew 14: 13-21.
Originally preached on 6 August 2017 at Gloria Dei Lutheran in Kelso, WA.

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