Luke
13:10-17
Now he
was teaching in one of the synagogues on the sabbath. And just then there
appeared a woman with a spirit that had crippled her for eighteen years. She
was bent over and was quite unable to stand up straight. When Jesus saw her, he
called her over and said, "Woman, you are set free from your
ailment." When he laid his hands on her, immediately she stood up straight
and began praising God. But the leader of the synagogue, indignant because
Jesus had cured on the sabbath, kept saying to the crowd, "There are six
days on which work ought to be done; come on those days and be cured, and not
on the sabbath day." But the Lord answered him and said, "You
hypocrites! Does not each of you on the sabbath untie his ox or his donkey from
the manger, and lead it away to give it water? And ought not this woman, a
daughter of Abraham whom Satan bound for eighteen long years, be set free from
this bondage on the sabbath day?" When he said this, all his opponents
were put to shame; and the entire crowd was rejoicing at all the wonderful
things that he was doing.
Geoffrey Piper's Sermon on August 25, 2013
Today's gospel shows us two different approaches to observing the Sabbath:
We compare the leader
of the synagogue with Jesus of Nazareth.
Let’s
give the leader the credit due him. The leader of the synagogue is half right.
To our generation of Americans, who, like the desperadoes in the Treasure of Sierra Madre, declare:
“We
don’t need no stinking Sabbath!”... The synagogue leader is telling us the truth. We rightly need to observe a break in our work routine to reconnect with God, with our nearest loved ones, and with our own hearts.
We
should all be sure that we engage with God in a systematic pattern and rhythm
of life, ceasing from being productive in our worldly tasks, putting down our
tools, gathering, remembering God’s place in our lives, looking into one
another’s eyes, celebrating all that God does to make us new.
Jesus
is right: the Sabbath is not about being self-consciously inert, and a
self-appointed critic of all others around us who are not as mindful of our
meticulous inertia as we might be.
A
grandmother took her toddler grandson to the beach one summer day. While gram
settled on her beach chair, little Rupert toddled down to the water’s edge. A
sudden wave broke over the sand, knocking the little fellow over, and dragging
him out into the deep water. Grandma screams, and prays passionately to God to
save her grandson. An instant later, another large wave tosses the boy back
onto the sand, where Gram scoops him up and clutches him to herself. She looks the
toddler over, then looks back into the heavens and declares, “He had a hat, you
know…”
What
is it about us that refuses to see the good and glorious, but insists on
finding fault? We encounter this trait at work: a creative advertising agent
wins the big contract for his agency, and the boss notes that it took a couple
of days longer than he would have wished. We see it in our families: the
diligent student brings home four A’s and a B on the report card. The critical
parent withholds congratulations for the A’s and accuses the child of shoddy
study habits in bringing home the B. And obviously, as today’s gospel story
recounts, we see it in a religious community. New parishioners joining the
church may be ignored by long-standing members in the pews, but the office
staff will hear the complaint from the veteran member about the kind of
pretzels served for Sunday School snack.
Wouldn’t
you think the ruler of the synagogue might have been pleased with Jesus’ ad hoc
healing? Might he not have recognized the good work of God right before his
eyes? After all, the rest of the crowd, we’re told, was rejoicing at all the
wonderful things Jesus was doing.
So
what’s with this gloomy Eeyore? Why won’t he join the party? And more to the
point, what prevents any of us from rejoicing--or enables us to rejoice--at all
the wonderful things God might be doing in our midst day to day? Let’s look at two
religious hazards, Convention and Control. And then let’s consider the power of
Compassion to carry the day.
One
of the occupational hazards of the religious life is that we can worship convention. The rules, directions, and
ceremonies that are meant to lead us to fellowship with God can become ends in
themselves. Perhaps the ruler of the synagogue didn’t want his conventional plan
for the Sabbath Day service interrupted or upstaged by this itinerant guest
rabbi. He understood that the commandments, along with the footnotes of the
lawyers and teachers, were at the heart of Israel’s covenant with God. He
couldn’t see beyond the sets and props of the faith to the central drama of the
faith.
It’s easy for us, in the Christian liturgical
worship tradition, to think that we have fulfilled all righteousness by simply
going to church and reading the words of the prayer book. In churches with
great liturgical ceremonies, it is possible to focus so much on the performance
of the worship leaders, their clothing, and their ceremonial manners that we
miss connecting with God and refreshing our collective spiritual fellowship.
The
prophet, Isaiah, warns of the danger of honoring God with our lips when our
hearts are far from him. A good remedy for this is in our prayer of
thanksgiving from the morning prayer rite. The prayer asks God to help us to
demonstrate a genuine faith, genuine gratitude, and an authentic life of
service. I love the passage:
“…we beseech thee, give us that
due sense of all thy mercies, (in
other words, make us deeply mindful and appreciative of all you have done for
us)
that our hearts may be unfeignedly thankful (not merely an outward verbal show, but
springing from a truly grateful heart);
and that we show forth thy praise, not only with our
lips, but in our lives, by giving up our selves to thy service, and by walking
before thee in holiness and righteousness all our days…”
So we, worshiping
Episcopalians, have to find ways to invest our oft repeated texts with focused
souls, attentive minds, and sincere hearts, looking for intimate communion with
the Lord to whom our words are addressed.
A second impediment to
celebrating the works of God is our own desire to remain in control of our activities. The synagogue
ruler is described as “indignant” that Jesus introduced a new element to the
Sabbath worship service. It wasn’t in the script. Why couldn’t Jesus just do
his healing spectacle somewhere else, at some other time? Another possible
indicator at the ruler’s threatened sense of control is seen in that he kept
on addressing the crowd with his protest. He is seeking support for his point of view. He wants a following. He seems to be
afraid that the crowd’s celebration of Jesus’ action will mean a loss of
support for his program.
Are we susceptible to the
control hazard?
Let’s see… How might we feel
if, after a sermon, the priest spontaneously invited married couples to come
forward to meet with prayer leaders to clear away their accumulated relational
debris, and vocally forgive one another for all that was past?
Or if a prayer leader
spontaneously asked us to take the hand of the person next to us, and to lift
our personal prayer requests to God? We
squirm, don’t we, at the thought that a worship experience might draw us out of
our private, predictable, controlled spheres into an unscripted, corporate dance
with God’s Holy Spirit.
If you’re at all like me,
there is a little inner dialogue within that says, “Wouldn’t that be
something?”... and simultaneously, “Don’t you dare mess with our dependable
little liturgy.”
How did Jesus pray? “Not my
will, but yours,” good Lord. What if we prayed, “Come among us, almighty God,
with your power and compassion.”
Isn’t that what consistently
motivates Jesus to act, Sabbath day or weekday, in a crowd or one-on-one? Compassion…
“When Jesus landed and saw a
large crowd, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and
helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. So he began teaching them many
things…”
Trying to get away by himself
to rest, Matthew 14:14
When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, he had compassion on them and healed
their sick.
He
encounters a man afflicted by leprosy, in Mark 1:41 Filled with compassion, Jesus
reached out his hand and touched the man…"Be clean!"
Jesus comes across two blind
beggars... Jesus had compassion on them
and touched their eyes.
The power of Jesus’
compassion--his determined, irrepressible love for friends, strangers, fellow
Jews and unaffiliated Gentiles—consistently overrides social convention and the
religious customs of his day. He is resolute. If he has the power to make
someone’s life whole, or to deliver another from any kind of bondage, or to
make God’s power and mercy visible, he does the good thing. He is criticized
for it as often as he is cheered; he is blamed for grandstanding and misbehaving
as often as he is praised for revealing God’s love. He doesn’t take any public
opinion polls before he acts with compassion.
In our worship, in our
fellowship, in our service to one another, our community, and the world, can we
dethrone convention and control when they hinder Christ’s compassion? Can
compassion spark our courage, and then guide our actions in Christ’s name and
power? I hope, pray, and trust that we will do this because we see the blessed
rightness of it.
So I pray: Good God, help us
to see and to seize every opportunity to release one another from what pins us
down. Renew your Spirit, and instill your compassion in these hearts of ours,
and in our ministry together, for the glory of your name. Amen.