[Propertalk] 4 Lent b
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Bob
THE EPISCOPAL CHURCH OF ST. ALBAN, ALBANY THE
FOURTH SUNDAY IN LENT - B
NUMBERS 21:4-9
18th MARCH, 2012
EPHESIANS 2:1-10
PSALM107:1-3, 17-22
JOHN 3:14-21
Good news! God didn’t bring us to this point of time, and to this
place, in order to wipe us off the map. Not even to clip us up the back
of the head. God brought us here to be saved – and to be saved in the
most remarkable way – by inviting us to stare at the very thing of which
we’re most afraid, and learning to see it in a new perspective. In the
ultimate sense, nothing we see, or hear, or feel can hurt us. All we
need to do, then, is to alter our perceptions about what’s going on.
“These men were talking about the benefits of boxers vs. briefs. I
noticed that the guys who were wild and footloose liked boxers and the
ones who were more uptight liked briefs. And they got around to me and
they said, “Which do you like, boxers or briefs?”
“And I said, ‘Depends.’” 1
Aren’t words fun!
An author has just produced a book with the intriguing title “Your
Church is too Safe”. The subtitle tells what it’s really about. “Why
Following Christ Turns the World Upside-Down.” 2
Words – and pictures too – need careful study. We all know how things
can be manipulated so that it can seem from a picture that you and I
were hang-gliding over the Grand Canyon last week. In the same way, if
we’re not careful, words can start to lose their meaning and
understanding also.
It’s worth quoting from a review of that book about church and safety.
“Historian Daniel Boorstin documents a momentous shift that occurred in
North America in the nineteenth century: we stopped calling people who
went on trips travelers and started calling them tourists.
“Traveler literally means ‘one who travails.’ He labors, suffers,
endures. A traveler—a travailer—gets impregnated with a new and strange
reality, grows huge and awkward trying to carry it, and finally, in
agony, births something new and beautiful. To get there, he immerses
himself in a culture, learns the language and customs, lives with the
locals, imitates the dress, eats what’s set before him. He takes risks,
some enormous, and makes sacrifices, some extravagant. He has tight
scrapes and narrow escapes. He is gone a long time. If ever he returns,
he returns forever altered ….
“A tourist, not so. Tourist means, literally, ‘one who goes in
circles.’ He’s just taking an exotic detour home. He’s only passing
through, sampling wares, acquiring souvenirs. He tastes more than eats
what’s put before him. He retreats each night to what’s safe and
familiar. He picks up a word here, a phrase there, but the language, and
the world it’s embedded in, remains opaque and cryptic, and vaguely
menacing. He spectates and consumes. He returns to where he’s come from
with an album of photos, a few mementos, a cheap hat. He’s happy to be
back. He declares there’s no place like home.”
The reviewer went on, “We’ve made a similar shift in the church. At
some point we stopped calling Christians disciples and started calling
them believers. A disciple is one who follows and imitates Jesus. She
loses her life in order to find it. She steeps in the language and
culture of Christ until his Word and his world reshape hers, redefine
her, change inside out how she sees and thinks and dreams and, finally,
lives ….
“A believer, not so. She holds certain beliefs, but how deep down these
go depends on the weather or her mood. She can get defensive, sometimes
bristlingly so, about her beliefs, but in her honest moments she wonders
why they’ve made such scant difference ….
“You can’t be a disciple without being a believer. But—here’s the
rub—you can be a believer and not a disciple. You can say all the right
things, think all the right things, believe all the right things, do all
the right things, and still not follow and imitate Jesus.
“The kingdom of God is made up of travailers, but our churches are
largely populated with tourists. The kingdom is full of disciples, but
our churches are filled with believers.”
Ask yourself for a minute what each of us is doing here. You and I
should note that it doesn’t REALLY matter so much what brought us here.
What we do now that we ARE here, that’s the important matter.
The Hebrew people were on their way out of Egypt. They thought they’d
like their own freedom – to choose what to wear, when and where to work,
where to shop, what to grow; anything except working for those
Egyptians. No matter that they’d guaranteed meals, a place to sleep, and
a job, no matter that the bosses were pretty difficult with whom to
work. But they needed to get out of there. It’s just that they didn’t
count on the cost that the trip would take.
What were they looking for? Howard Johnson’s every thirty or forty
miles; Applebee’s poolside, with a liquor licence?
Neither of these could happen – getting to the place on which they’d
set their hearts was hard work, and dangerous too. Of COURSE they’d
encounter wild life; so what if they had manna for the five-hundredth
morning in a row? The food was keeping them alive and they WERE getting
closer to their goal.
Snakes, though – they’ve always been a source of trouble. You don’t
mess with snakes, even if they DO taste just like chicken!
The problem was that the people thought they’d be home free the minute
they cleared customs at the Nile. THAT’S why they left.
Some think it’s just the same at Church, or at school, or at home,
wherever we go. We’re ALWAYS travelling. Sometimes we’d just like to set
up camp wherever it’s comfortable and everything would come to us.
People would be nice and polite; no one would have troubles, or
disappointment, or discouragements. After all, isn’t that why we left
the various Egypts in our lives? We want to leave all the problems
behind us. We’re looking for answers. We’d like everyone to be pleasant,
for nothing to happen to our bank balances.
I’d have liked to have travelled to Lincoln City at the beginning of
last week and not have rain. But that wasn’t how it worked out. Not only
did I have rain, there were 87 mph gusts of wind, there was flooding,
and then on top of that
there was snow.
All other things being equal, you might have thought that all of that
rain would have turned the snow to wet mush. Morning light showed
differently, however. Five inches of snow – in an Oceanside community –
five inches of very wet snow, which bowed tree limbs down to the point
that they were snapping off like gun shots through the night. By morning
there was still no way out of town. I couldn’t escape. I couldn’t pack
to try to come back here – Cape Foulweather was closed just south of
Depoe Bay and Highways 18 and 101 were both closed to the north.
I didn’t have to do anything on Tuesday, so that was a plus. But I
wondered about Wednesday and appointments I had back here. I guess I was
a traveller last week, not a tourist!
When time came to leave on Wednesday I loaded the car and set out,
wondering what might lie ahead of me. One way or another, though, I had
to face whatever it was.
That’s the encouragement offered through the Scripture readings this
morning. We’re ALL going to have problems of one sort or another. That’s
life. Some may be small. Some may be more of an inconvenience than
anything else. We can always reschedule a meeting, if that’s what it
takes. Other things can be more challenging. It may be getting out and
about when it’s stormy and we’re not sure if we’re up to it. It may be
having a discussion with someone, a discussion which is painful and
which we’ve been postponing for a while. It may be having to make a
decision whose outcome is unknown – all that we have to go on is that
whatever’s happening right now is too uncomfortable, isn’t right,
lessens our dignity.
There ARE times when we DO have to pack quickly and get out of Egypt
and, yes, there ARE times when we’ll get away from the situation and
wish we’d never made that decision. But for our health, our sanity, our
spiritual survival, we DO have to make that decision. Note that I didn’t
say it would be for our comfort. Simply that we have to choose and work
through whatever consequences result. And this is something that we MAY
have to face more than once, maybe more often than we’d like.
Jesus wasn’t in a hurry to be crucified – but the way the idea of the
episode in Numbers is adapted in John’s Gospel suggests that Jesus
recognized that the important thing is commitment to what is right,
what’s in accord with God’s will, what provides the greatest help and
encouragement to everyone. Sometimes that’s incredibly difficult – but
facing that danger head-on, no matter how scary, facing it CAN and DOES
often help us first to analyse what’s happening, then what our feelings
are about the process, and also help us to go through with it. And the
really good news is that we never move past whatever makes us anxious,
nervous or frightened, we never take even the first step alone. Moses
was told to hold on to that staff on which the snake was hung. Jesus on
the cross had His arms held out. Both of then gripped the cause of our
discouragement and neither of them let go.
We’re encouraged this morning, then, to face up to whatever changes,
whatever difficulties, whatever anxious moments we may have, knowing
that not only did our spiritual forebears give us an example. So do our
sisters and
brothers beside us in the pew.
We’re given encouragement this morning to face up to any challenge that
lies ahead of us.
You and I are asked who you are, who I am – a tourist or traveller? a
believer or a disciple? We are to ask ourselves what these words mean to
us and, if we pick one and it looks a bit scary, then it’s probably the
right one for us. But then, we need to look again; to listen again; to
discover that God is holding that scary thought, that scary picture; and
God is smiling, God is beckoning us forward, offering us health, and
strength, and salvation as we continue our pilgrimage in the company of
the serpent.
Just think how we always used to believe, quite biblically, in fact,
that the serpent is the source of all of our troubles.
Maybe there IS something to snake handling after all! As those ads say
on TV about medication, however: “Ask your Physician – Jesus, the Great
Physician – ask your Physician first, though, whether you should be
trying this.”
NOTES:
1 – Via “A Prairie Home Companion”: 3rd March, 2012
2 Your Church is too safe: Why Following Christ Turns the World
Upside-Down” by Mark Buchanan Zondervan, © 2012. See review at
http://lists.christianitytoday.com/t/121571201/7738212/516313/0/
Robert P Morrison
Interim Vicar
The Episcopal Church of St Alban
PO Box 1556
Albany OR 97321 541-921-1076 (cell)
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