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Eighteenth
Sunday after Pentecost, Year B - October 15, 2000
"Radium
Faith!"
Hebrews
4:12-16
When
I was a young Sunday School student, we used to have an annual Christmas party.
After all the obligatory religious stuff was over - the evening finally
culminated in the moment we'd all been waiting for - the arrival of Santa
Claus! And into the hall Santa would bound, bells ringing, ho-ho-ho'ing,
looking a little bit like Jack Hildreth, the boys sixth grade Sunday School
teacher. But when we asked Mrs. Hildreth if it was Jack, she assured us that
Jack had had to - ah - run out - ah - to - ah - get some gas for the car. So we
knew it wasn't Jack. And Santa would have a big sack over his shoulder, and we
knew what was in that sack - cheaply made religious trinkets that were worth
about 2 cents each, but that probably cost a lot more at the local “Christian”
store. Well, my good friend Dennis Astrella – who didn’t go to church, but came
to the Christmas party every year – would join me in a mighty groan when we
unwrapped our Sunday School Christmas gifts and discovered how inferior they
were. Why, instead of overpriced religious gifts, Santa could have brought us
Matchbox Cars or something we actually liked for a lot less money! But, then,
we were only children, and what did we know?
But one year, Santa Claus hit a home run. When we
opened our Sunday School Christmas Party presents, there was a four or five
inch white plastic cross inside, and a tag that read "Glows in the
dark!" And it did glow in the dark - a bright greenish blue! Dennis
and I were ecstatic! We could use these glowing crosses to signal each other
from our upstairs bedroom windows! We could bring them with us under the covers
at night and, after lights out, read Mad Magazine, which our parents'
had banned for being a bad influence on our lives. And if they caught us, we
could tell them we were only praying.
But even more importantly, in those toss-and-turn
moments of laying awake at night, worried about this or that, suffering from
the great fears or concerns that come along in the lives of children, the
glowing cross on my nightstand became a comforting reminder that Jesus cared,
and was right there with me, as promised. "Lo, I am with you
always…" was the inscription on the base of the cross. Along with
another little tag that read, "Contains radium" - which is why
the cross glowed and is probably why I am the way I am today.
We Christians often find comfort in symbols that
remind us of the presence of Jesus. A finely carved olivewood Christmas crèche
we put out each year, with Jesus as the Christ-child in the manger, almost
inviting us to come and hold him. A silver crucifix from which the image of the
dying Christ projects God's amazing love for us, and for the world. A beautiful
ivory statue of the risen Christ standing in the garden, revealing himself to
be alive.
We take comfort in such images of Jesus. Even in
secular ways - like the beautiful mural of the risen Christ painted on the side
of the Hesburgh Library on the campus of the University of Notre Dame. With his
arms lifted to skies, those in the football stadium see the image of Jesus
signaling a score by the Fighting Irish, giving the image the name, "Touchdown
Jesus".
Now what interests me about the many places and many
ways we project images of Jesus, is that the place is almost always a safe
place - a bedroom, a church, a hospital, a personal space - and the image is
always gentle - a baby Jesus who loves us, a dying Jesus who loves us, a risen
Christ who loves us, and promises to be with us always. And yet Jesus' life in
the Bible is not like that at all! Jesus is seldom portrayed in safe, innocuous
settings. And Jesus' relationships with people in the Bible are almost never
portrayed as gentle, and easy, and comforting.
And all that gets me to thinking about what would
happen if we went out and put statues or images of Christ in the kinds of
places, and among the kinds of people Jesus actually dealt with every day. What
would happen if the message of those images was like the message Jesus actually
spoke? What an uproar we could create!
Why, can you see a statue of Jesus smack dab in
front of the New York Stock Exchange building on Wall Street? And, instead of a
figure with open arms saying, “Come to me all you who labor and are heavy
burdened…”, this Jesus is pointing his finger toward this worldwide symbol
of wealth, and the inscription reads, "It is harder for rich people to
enter the kingdom of heaven than for a camel to go through the eye of a
needle!" Why, that would turn an eye!
Or, how about a statue smack dab in the middle of
the stage of the next presidential debate? A figurine of Jesus looking at a
scroll of the ten commandments. And the one that's highlighted is the one that
says, "Thou shalt not bear false witness against your neighbor."
That would cause a stir as each of the campaigns accused the other of putting
it there!
Maybe you can imagine a giant sculpture of the
famous praying hands, placed at the main gate of a high school football field.
And the inscription on it says, "When you pray do not be like the
hypocrites who love to stand up in public to be seen by others, but go into
your room, and shut the door, and pray to your Father who is in secret; and
your Father who sees in secret will reward you." Oh my! Here in east
Tennessee you might be killed for something like that!
Or perhaps in the room where the various parties to
the violence in the Middle East will hold their summit this week, a plaque that
reads, "You have heard that it was said, 'You shall love your neighbor,
but hate your enemy,' but I say to you 'Love your enemies and pray for those
who persecute you…'"
What would happen if, in the courtroom where
divorced people go to fight each other by putting their children in the middle
of their mutual disdain, there was a statue of Jesus sitting there at the table
saying, "Woe to you - moms and dads -if you cause one of these little
ones to sin by teaching them to dishonor the other parent. It would be better
for you to tie a millstone around your neck and go jump into the sea."
But as fun as it is to imagine putting the real
Jesus and his real words into the midst of real life, I doubt any of these
ideas would work very well. For, in his day, when Jesus spoke these very words
in very similar settings, the people who heard him became very upset.
Eventually, they killed Jesus because he confronted them so directly. And then
- when he was safely dead - they memorialized him as a baby tucked away in a
manger, as a Savior nailed to a cross, and as a risen Lord ascended to heaven.
All images of a Jesus safely removed from life, wouldn’t you say? Why, they
made Jesus into a paper tiger, easy to love and accept. They made him into the
kind of Jesus comedian Tom Lehrer once described in the song - "I don't
care if it rains or freezes, just so long's I got my plastic Jesus, ridin' on
the dashboard of my car..." People then, and people today, would much
rather have that kind of Jesus, whose role it is to just quietly sit on the
dashboard taking care of us amidst the traffic jams of life, instead of a Jesus
who sits on the dashboard of our car shouting, "Hey! Slow down a little
bit! Stay in your own lane! Stop honking your horn at other people! It's
rude!"
Which brings us to our text from the book of
Hebrews. The author of Hebrews well understands that we Christians want little
or nothing to do with the Jesus who not only is quick to comfort the afflicted,
but also to afflict the comfortable. The one who is not afraid to look us in
the eye and tell us we're wrong. The one who calls into question our motives
and our values. The one who calls us to higher expectations than what we feel
are reasonable or even possible.
Oh, there is a part of Jesus we love for its
comfort. But there is another part of Jesus we are frightened of for it's
painful honesty. And just as we struggle with this confrontational Jesus, the
people of the early church did too. So the author of Hebrews addresses the
problem.
You'll remember how the author began the book of
Hebrews by saying that God has spoken to the world in many different ways, but
Jesus is the ultimate expression of what God has to say. Jesus is the living
word of God. And here in Chapter 4, verse 12, the author describes Jesus' role
in this regard. As God's word, Jesus is to be living and active in our lives,
sharper than a two-edged sword. Jesus is to perform a kind of delicate surgery
on us that divides soul from spirit, and joints from marrow - exposing our
deepest thoughts, our deepest intentions, the very core of our lives. And when
Jesus is done with us, we are laid bare before God, and our lives become
accountable to him. And when that happens, we discover the possibility to
change.
These are powerful words. They tell us that you
can't just have a relationship with Jesus in which he cares for you, but your
sin continues. You cannot take his name, and not live his life.
So when you become a follower of Jesus, you've got
to become willing to hear not only the good news about yourself, but the bad
news, too!
Some time ago, I heard the story of a fellow named
Michael. I’m not sure of the causes, but Michael grew up with a deep bias
against black people. And, without any ability to control it, Michael found
that whenever he encountered African-American people in the course of his daily
travels through a major southern city where he lives, he became filled with
inner rage. They made him feel uncomfortable. He saw them as intruding into his
world. He treated them abruptly, and sometimes very rudely.
Then, one day, through his church, Michael was asked
to help as a volunteer at an AIDS clinic. He didn't want to do it, but he did
because he felt he ought to. Besides, several of his close friends were the
ones who arranged it. So he went. He found caring for the people in this clinic
to be very difficult because of the terrible degradation of that horrible
disease.
And then, one night, Michael was asked to sit by the
bed of one of the patients who was approaching death. It was a black man. There
was an agony to the man's dying, and as Michael watched death draw closer and
closer, he unconsciously began to massage the patient's feet. As he did, a
deep, peaceful calm came over the man.
Michael says, "I was massaging his feet when
suddenly it hit me that this black man, was a child of God. I knew it sounded
weird. Normally, I would never say anything like that about anybody…and I was overwhelmed,
and felt like I was touching the body of a holy person. I was overcome by the
holiness of his body, of the body itself, of his being, and the holiness of my
connection to him. I truly believed that he was a child of God. And suddenly, I
knew how wrong I’d been. And I began to cry…"
To be a follower of Jesus is to be willing to let
Jesus show us where we’re wrong and need to change.
And when that happens, the author of Hebrews makes
us a promise. If we are willing to let the Gospel of Jesus expose our sin and
spiritual frailty, we will discover that we have a new resource. A priest, is
how he describes it! A priest who sympathizes with our weaknesses! A priest who
understands what it's like to be human! A priest who personally prays day and night to God on our behalf, asking God to give us
mercy, and grace to change!
And the priest's name is Jesus!
So when you let Jesus expose your life, you
empower Jesus to help change your life!
As this new week begins, I want to challenge you to
let your relationship with the Lord become more confrontational than ever
before. Ask him to expose those parts of your life that are not in the will of
God. Study the Bible to learn about God's high expectations, and to measure
yourself against them. And be sensitive to those experiences in life when Jesus
just seems to open your eyes - and you know that you need to change.
What the world needs in these challenging days are
not people whose faith consists of a loving God willing to let us remain in our
sin. But rather people who seek a God who can lead them from sin and into new
life - as parents, as spouses, as children, as neighbors, as citizens, as
Christian people.
You see, every cross needs a little radium in it -
to stir things up - and illuminate the way to life!