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Sermon of February
1, 2004
"A Sabbath
Surprise"
Luke
4:21-31
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Rev. David
Bibbee
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When
I travel I look for towns with unusual names. Down the road
from Wartburg, Tennessee is a little municipality that proudly
displays its name on a billboard. "Welcome to Stupidville!
Population varies." I can't recall the state, but I
remember going through a town named, "Conception Junction."
We thought it best to just pass on through. North of Duluth,
Minnesota is a town called, "Twig." On the way
back from Canada this summer I think I'll visit Twig. The
women there are all probably tall, attractive, and wear
pajamas to church! One of these years I'm going to check
out Ding Dong, Texas and Toad Suck, Arkansas.
Particular
places have associations attached to them. For example,
what comes to mind when you hear Mayberry? Gary, Indiana?
Plains, Georgia? Auschwitz? Scharzeneau? Waco? Roswell?
Our associations with these places elicits responses from
pleasant to horrific. The residents of Dallas would rather
have you link their city with the Dallas Cowboys instead
of the Texas Schoolbook Repository from which Lee Harvey
Oswald assassinated President Kennedy.
I remember
Jim Garber's description of North Manchester, Indiana. He
said, "It is a nice place to live, but you wouldn't
want to visit there." Where you are from can either
be a source of embarrassment or a reason for pride. There
are some towns that aren't associated with anything because
nothing noteworthy happens there. Such was the case with
Nazareth. It had no historical significance. No one with
any notoriety lived there. Whenever Nazareth was mentioned,
someone was sure to say, "Can ANYTHING good come out
of Nazareth?"
And
yet, God who chose a stable as the birthplace for his son,
chose Nazareth as the place to rear his son. There he was
nurtured by Mary and worked side by side with Joseph. We
don't know when, but Jesus left Nazareth. Immediately after
his baptism and testing in the wilderness, Jesus traveled
through the countryside, teaching in the synagogues and
announcing that new thing that God was doing. The response
was enthusiastic, and word of what he said and did traveled
quickly.
From
Capernaum Jesus went back home. Nothing had ever generated
such excitement. His picture was in the paper; above it,
the headline: "Nazareth Native and Popular Motivational
Speaker to Address Community."
On the
Sabbath, Jesus went to the synagogue. It was filled to capacity
with people anxious to hear Jesus. The time came for the
scripture to be read, Jesus stood and was handed the scroll
of the prophet Isaiah. He read. "God's Spirit is on
me; he's chosen me to preach the Message of good news to
the poor...." As he read, there was whispering. "What
a nice boy he was. Never got into trouble. I used to babysit
him, you know." "Oh really?" another woman
said. "Well, I had him in the second grade. So respectful.
A straight A student. I could see back then.... he was going
to make a name for himself."
"You've
just heard Scripture make history," Jesus said. "It
came true just now in this place." At last, Nazareth
had reason to boast. They could tear down that dilapidated
sign that said, "You Are Entering Nazareth, Home of
Nothing Special," and put up another that said, "Welcome
to Nazareth: Home Town of Jesus." What a moment it
was. Everyone spoke well of him. BUT, it was all about to
change.
A few
years ago I was invited to speak at the 90th anniversary
celebration of my home church in Ohio. I don't recall what
I preached on that celebration Sunday. I'm sure I said something
about all they had done for me, their years of faithfulness,
why celebrations must focus the church on the future, and
why it must change if it is going to reach people in a new
era. I THINK that's what I said, but I'm not sure that's
what they heard.
After
the service a young woman said to me, "That was great!
You really tromped on some toes in there!" ("I
did?") "You told them what I've been telling them--
'If you don't change you're going to DIE!'" ("We
said that?") Now that I think about it, they weren't
as inspired as I had hoped. They were nice to me. I was
invited to the potluck and given a nice honorarium. No one
was visibly upset, but I haven't been invited back since!
I got off easy compared to Jesus.
He surprised
the home folks with his authority. They wanted him to stay.
They wanted Jesus' mission to put down roots. "Do here
what you did in Capernaum." They wanted exclusive rights
to God's blessings. They wanted to confine the wonders of
his love to the Nazareth city limits.
But
Jesus wasn't to be their "home town" boy. His
mission went beyond Nazareth and beyond Capernaum. It was
much larger than they imagined. It extended to Judea, to
Samaria, and unto the ends of the world."
When
the Pharisee prayed, "God, thank you that I'm not like
other sinners," Jesus let it be known he was on the
side of the sinners. When the elder brother threw a fit
because his Father threw a party for his "no good"
brother, Jesus declared he was on the side of all prodigals.
"I'm for the poor, the prisoners, the blind, and burdened."
His sermon soured in a hurry. As she left the building,
Jesus' second grade teacher was heard saying, "I never
did like the brat!" Then they took Jesus, the home
town boy, threw him out of town, and tried to throw him
off a cliff!
When
we sing, "Crown him Lord of all....," it doesn't
mean Jesus is only crowned Lord of the saints, or Lord of
believers, or Lord of the Church of the Brethren. He is
Lord of ALL, which means Lord over all people who are not
like us.
The
Cornerstone Team is visiting churches to study how their
ministries have shaped the design of their buildings. I
spoke to the receptionist of a church and asked if we could
schedule a time to visit their facility. She said, "We
can't do that!" Thinking she misunderstood, I again
explained the purpose of the visit and she replied, "We
don't want other churches copying our building." I
thought of saying, "Look, sister, we aren't interested
in stealing your blueprints, and we certainly aren't interested
in copying your hospitality!" I "thought"
of saying it.
This
encounter with the receptionist reminded me of the story
about a tourist who said to his guide, "You have a
right to be proud of your town. I was especially impressed
with the number of churches in it. The people here must
really love the Lord." His cynical guide replied, "Well,
they may love the Lord, but they sure as hell hate each
other!"
In a
little while we will sing, "For the love of God is
broader than the measure of our minds..." I must continually
remind myself of this fact. It is easy to impose limits
on God's love, especially when dealing with foul church
receptionists. It is easy to include only those who share
my values and believe as I believe. But God's inclusivity
gives me fits!
Jesus
loves the poor, the rich, the blind and sinners. He includes
the polluter who could care less about the environment when
there is a profit to be made. He includes the CEOs whose
greed ruined their companies and the financial future of
thousands of employees. He includes men who abuse their
wives and parents who neglect their children. He includes
the company you wish your children wouldn't keep. He includes
people who think nothing about smearing you to gain advantages
for themselves. He includes racists, pushers, and pimps
and people who could care less about him.
Jesus
isn't a citizen of our little Nazareths who judges those
on the outside. I heard it said that, "... some Christians
have the idea that they are to love the church and judge
the world. But what is needed instead are Christians who
judge themselves and the church and love the world."
"Don't think that I've only come for the righteous,"
Jesus said. "I've come to help those who are sick and
need it most."
The
Russian dissident, Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn has written: "If
only there were evil people somewhere, insidiously committing
evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them
from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing
the good and evil cuts through the heart of every human
being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own
heart?"
In those
Western "gun-slinger" movies there was a line
that often preceded the showdown. "This town ain't
big enough for the both of us." Nazareth wasn't big
enough for the town's grasp and Jesus' reach. God's love
and mercy cannot be tamed or contained, but is being taken
beyond Nazareth and beyond Elkhart to Judea and Samaria
unto the ends of the world.
From
WW II comes a story which I take as a parable of the power
of Jesus' inclusive love which points to our responsibility
as disciples to continue it. In the Algace Lorraine region
of France, three French freedom fighters came upon a country
church. They were bearing the body of a fallen comrade.
Approaching the church, they saw a little cometary out back,
and asked the priest permission to bury their friend. He
listened attentively and compassionately. As they finished
their story, the old priest just stood there looking across
the fields with tears welling up in his eyes. When he spoke,
this is what he said, "There is one question I must
ask you. Was your friend baptized into the Roman Catholic
Church?"
They
had no idea. Apologetically, the priest said, "I'm
sorry, but I'm afraid you'll have to bury your friend outside
the fence. Discouraged, they buried their friend as they
were told. Before they left in the morning they visited
the grave a final time. They were confused when they couldn't
find the grave. They searched the perimeter of the fence
and couldn't find a sign of it.
As they
searched, the old priest appeared. His burdened look of
the day before was gone. He said, "Boys, I spent a
long time last night praying about you and your friend.
I felt absolutely awful abut what I told you. So God woke
me in the wee hours of the morning and told me to work in
the cemetery. I moved the fence."
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