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SERMONS
The
Thirteenth Sunday after Pentecost
September 7, 2003
As
I am sure many of you did, I spent a good bit of this past spring
watching the war in Iraq on television. One of the things that struck
me repeatedly as I watched was the utter desolation of that part
of the world. The great majority of the land of the entire Arabian
Peninsula is desert in which little grows and where survival is
a constant concern for animals and for people.
Yet
the emptiness is not complete. For in some areas plants have been
built to turn salt water into fresh water. With a supply of water
for irrigation, crops can be planted in the desert. With adequate
water plants flourish under the bright, constant sun of that part
of the world. Land that was brown and barren becomes green and alive.
Life is brought forth out of death.
In
the chapter of the Book of Isaiah that immediately precedes the
passage we just read, the prophet was describing the vengeance that
the Lord would take on the land of Edom. This was a land just south
of the Dead Sea, and of the southern kingdom of Israel. The description
is reminiscent of those images of last spring from Iraq.
"For
the Lord has a day of vengeance, a year of recompense for the cause
of Zion. And the streams of Edom shall be turned into pitch, and
her soil into brimstone; her land shall become burning pitch. Night
and day it shall not be quenched; its smoke shall go up for ever.
From generation to generation it shall lie waste; none shall pass
through it for ever and ever.... Thorns shall grow over its strongholds,
nettles and thistles in its fortresses. It shall be the haunt of
jackals, an abode for ostriches, and wild beasts shall meet with
hyenas."
In
the passage that we did read, Isaiah described the way in which
the wilderness would be transformed in the day of the Lord. The
renewal of creation that would occur when the Lord returned to restore
his chosen people to the land of promise: the eyes of the blind
shall be opened; the ears of the deaf shall be unstopped; the lame
man shall leap like a hart; the tongue of the speechless shall sing
for joy; waters shall break forth in the wilderness, and streams
in the desert; the burning sand shall become a pool; and the thirsty
ground springs of water.
The
image is one of almost unstoppable growth. Of new sight and of new
sound. Of life bursting forth at the command of God. Of a flood
of creation to almost rival that story of the first creation. Of
life from death. An image of the final victory of the Lord over
those forces standing in opposition to him. Of the ushering in of
the kingdom of God.
This
is the image that the writer of Mark's gospel almost certainly had
in mind as he recounted Jesus' healing of the deaf man. The incident
took place in the region of the Decapolis, a gentile region east
of the Jordan River and the Sea of Galilee. A man who was deaf and
who had difficulty speaking was brought to Jesus. And he healed
him. A simple act. One Jesus seemingly performed several times a
day. And yet so much more. For this act was an act of the kingdom,
a sign of the end times. An indication that the reign of God was
already at hand, already breaking through. At the word of the Lord,
"Ephatha ... Be opened," the ears of the deaf were unstopped, the
tongue of the speechless sang for joy.
The
Lord said, "For as rain and snow fall from the heavens, and return
not again but water the earth, bringing forth life and giving growth,
seed for sowing and bread for eating, so is my word that goes forth
from my mouth; it will not return to me empty; but it will accomplish
that which I have purposed, and prosper in that for which I sent
it."
The
word of the Lord. Sounding the breaking in of the kingdom. Bringing
forth life, new life, where there was death. And once spoken that
word was not swallowed up by the silence, as so many of our words
are. Mark tells us that those who witnessed the healing were charged
to tell no one. Yet the more he charged them, the more zealously
they proclaimed it.
The
word cannot be contained. It cannot be controlled. It cannot be
silenced. We have been given that word. It has been spoken to the
church and to each of us as members of the body of Christ. But we
cannot hold it. We cannot keep it as our possession. We have been
given the word so that we may speak it. We have been given the word
so that we may proclaim it from the roof tops.
James
reminds us: "Be doers of the word, and not hearers only.... He who
looks into the perfect law, the law of liberty, being no hearer
that forgets but a doer that acts, he shall be blessed in his doing."
The
word compels us to action. It works continually to bring in the
kingdom of God, to call forth new life, to raise up the dead. And
it calls us who have experienced that new life, who are a part of
the kingdom, who have seen a glimpse of the glory of God -it calls
us to give ourselves over to it, to allow ourselves to be drawn
up into the kingdom, to be transformed.
The
task sounds overwhelming, beyond our capability. But the writer
Frederick Buechner has a suggestion. He say, "Don't try too hard
to feel religious, to generate some healing power of your own. Think
of yourself rather (if you have to think of yourself at all) as
a rather small gauge, clogged up pipe that a little of God's power
may be able to filter through if you can just stay loose enough."
We don't have to supply the water. Perhaps we can think of ourselves
as the irrigation pipes - small, a bit rusty, clogged up. But adequate
for the job, not of watering the entire desert, but just our little
corner.
And
we are not called to our task alone. We are called to work together
each of us helping the other. So that the desert may rejoice and
blossom with joy and singing.
David
Christian
The Chapel of the Cross
Madison, Mississippi
Isaiah
35.4-7a
James 1.17-27
Mark 7.31-37
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