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Sermon of July
9, 2006
"The
Walking Wounded"
Mark
5:21-43
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Rev.
David Bibbee
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At
the Church of the Brethren Annual Conference, I take in the action
from the mezzanine seats. Perched above the delegate body, I can see
who is waiting their turn to speak at the microphones. I can keep
tabs on our delegate's voting record. I can talk with friends I haven't
seen since the last conference. If I cannot find someone in the crowds
on floor level, I can spot them from above.
Last week in
Des Moines, I spotted some people I see every year, but hadn't noticed
before-- at least not like I did this time. Maybe its because their
number now includes people I know-former church leaders, professors,
pastors, and spouses. They were in wheel chairs and motorized carts
and had to use walkers. They cannot get around without assistance,
due to advancing age, or injury, or other chronic conditions. They
belong to a group we call, "the disabled."
They sat behind
the delegate section-a group unto themselves, but they were no different
than anyone else in the arena. All shared a common Brethren heritage,
and all were disabled. Every person was wounded by life. The only
difference was that their wounds were visible, while the rest were
concealed.
People outside
the church looking in get the impression that church folks are better
off. We seem happy. We seem to get along. We appear well adjusted
and all together. We do not seem to be afflicted with trials
and troubles to the same degree as others. This is the image Christians
want to project, and why not? Everyone in Jesus is a new creation.
We are not under the condemnation of the law, for in Christ there
is no condemnation. For freedom Christ has set us free. We have
something to cheer about.
Take a closer
look, however, and you will discover that neither the outsiders
nor insiders are all together. In fact, there are a higher
percentage of personal disorders in the church than in society in
general. We shouldn't be surprised. The church is not for the healthy
people.
When Jesus
was asked why he sat down to supper with sinners he said, "Those
who are well don't need a doctor, only those who are sick; I didn't
come to call the righteous, but sinners," (Mk. 3: 17).
Hospitals are not bothered by the presence of sick people. Hospitals
exist to care for the sick. The church should not be bothered by
the presence of far-from-perfect people. The church exists for broken,
wounded people who know they cannot manage themselves by themselves,
and who seek the healing grace of God.
In some churches
you do not ask questions. You do not voice uncertainty or honest
doubt. The disciple Thomas wasn't present for Jesus' first appearance
to the others after the resurrection. You recall that he didn't
believe a word of it. The only way he would swallow the story without
choking was to see Jesus himself and poke a finger in his wounds.
Thomas doubted, but he wasn't kicked out for it. Jesus didn't condemn
him. There was a place for him, just as there is a safe place for
us to question and wait for God's revelation.
On our church
sign we should display words from the hymn, Here In This Place--
"Gather us in the lost and forsaken, gather us in the blind
and the lame
" Today's gospel story begs questions. Why
is there sickness and suffering? Why are some healed and others
are not? Do we ask that our wounds be healed, or do we ask for the
grace to bear them for Jesus?
Our lesson weaves
two healing stories together. The people involved couldn't be more
different. Mark introduces us to Jairus, a synagogue ruler, and
a woman with no name. Jairus was prominent; she was unknown. He
was a person of privilege; she was dirt poor. Yet both believed
Jesus could help them. Jairus' twelve-year-old daughter was near
death. The woman had been hemorrhaging for twelve years, and spent
her last dime on doctors who couldn't help her. "Come, lay
your hands on my daughter and she'll be well
" Jairus
said (5: 23). "If I can just get close enough to touch his
cloak, I'll be well," the woman said (5: 28).
They
believed, but not everyone did. The woman touched the hem of Jesus'
clothes and was healed. Jesus experienced a transfer of power and
asked, "Who touched me?" The disciples were dismissive.
"Who touched you? Who didn't touch you?" Then came
word that Jairus' daughter was dead. "There's no point having
Jesus come now," they said. But Jesus told Jairus, "Don't
fear. Believe." Jesus arrived and said the girl was not dead
but asleep. The people laughed and were soon amazed to see her up
and ready to eat.
Not everyone
believed, but it didn't change the outcome. Steady, staunch, stubborn
faith helped the healing happen. Jesus didn't point to himself.
"Daughter, your faith that you would be well has made you well."
You know that
we tread on thin ice when it comes to faith and healing. Cruel things
are said to hurting people in the name of faith. "If you would
just have more faith, God will heal you." It's another way
of saying, "It's your fault. God won't honor your prayer because
you've got low inventory in the faith department." If it were
only that simple. I've known people with more faith than I could
ever conceive who have prayed for healing that didn't happen.
The further
I go, the less I know. Thirty years ago I thought I'd have it all
figured out by now. When it comes to vexing questions about why
things happen as they do, and why God permits evil to prosper and
allows the innocent to suffer, and why it seems that one bad thing
after another happens to some people, and why dear Christians with
so much to give to life are stricken in their prime, I find myself
giving a repetitive answer
"I don't know."
In her book,
Stumbling Toward Faith, Renee Alston observes:
"In
my journey toward God, on of the greatest things I have learned
is that there is much I do not know. Sometimes that really ticks
me off. Why is it that I don't know what's going on here? Why
isn't there some kind of answer for me? What kind of God lives
in these "I don't knows"? What kind of God keeps these
secrets?
If there
is anything I've learned about not knowing, it's that it reveals
the depth of my trust. Can I trust a God who will not explain
himself? Can I trust a God who leaves me not knowing his purpose,
his will? Can I trust something beyond the pat answers, the snatched
promises, the ways we quiet ourselves when the questioning grows
too strong?"
To admit "not
knowing" life's mysteries and God's ways is not an admission
of ignorance or of giving up and giving in. It can be a profound
expression of trust. When we trust in God's presence and power and
believe that finally, the outcomes will all be His, we can to relinquish
the need to figure everything out and be biblical and spiritual
know-it-alls. Remember the definition of faith in Hebrews 11-"Faith
is the assurance of things hoped for; the conviction of things not
seen."
There is a reason
the church has many hurting people. It's because we seek relief
and release from the wounded parts of our lives, or, failing that,
we know we are given the spiritual strength to prevail from Christ
and each other. The woman who touched Jesus didn't have a name,
but Jesus gave her one
daughter. She and Jairus were different
as night and day, but both belonged to the fellowship of brokenness;
both trusted Jesus; he met both of their needs and they discovered
they were brother and sister.
At Annual Conference
I was waiting for a pastor friend to show up at a designated time.
He arrived about an hour late with one of those, "Guess-what-happened-to-me?"
looks on his face. "I had an unexpected counseling session
with a homeless guy in the men's room," he said. "The
men's room?" I asked. "Yea-- the guy sat in the stall
next to me and began telling me all his troubles. His life is a
Greek tragedy."
As I thought
about it, it seemed to be a parable of ministry. We can't take away
the suffering of another without entering it. You cannot save a
drowning person without putting your life at risk. Jesus
healed by touching, being touched, and giving the life that was
in him all the way to the cross. He has chosen to heal through us
in tough places. It won't likely happen in a restroom stall, but
in hospital rooms and while waiting in line at the funeral home
to comfort the grieving. We can't help without being involved and
running the risk of being wounded ourselves.
Sooner or later
we will all get something. Sooner or later we all are in need of
healing."
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