This week's texts are pretty much about what happens what Bible is read out loud to people! Nehemiah 8:1-10. When I was discovering the life of faith in vibrant community during my college days, we sang “The Joy of the Lord is your Strength” (yes, this one) – clapping along to its chipper melody. The songbook had Nehemiah 8:10 in parentheses, which made it feel really biblical! I never looked it up though.
Context, context. Ezra, who seems like a deadly serious priest, somehow gets word out to the masses that there will be a public reading of Scripture. The Law, the Torah – and in the “seventh month,” Tishri, latter September for us, the ultimate high feast month, including the Feast of Tabernacles and the Day of Atonement. Not in the temple, but at the Water Gate (still being excavated, but massive!), facing across the Kidron Valley toward the Mt. of Olives. The hill must have formed a bit of an amphitheater, the stone wall of the gate a sounding board backdrop.
Preachers more clever than I might figure out what to do with the inevitable echo of "Watergate" from modern times, the Nixon break-in fiasco, and Monica Lewinsky's home in DC! Reading God's Word is the end to secrecy, infidelity, the truth coming out?
Had they not heard this text for some time? They
didn’t own Bibles; most were illiterate. Ezra reads – for hours, sunup until
noon. Clearly not the entire Torah, which would require more time. What
portions did he select? Laws about holiness? Probably. Stories of Adam and Eve,
or Abraham offering up Isaac just up that hill, or the parting of the sea, the
manna? The drama: they stand, they raise their hands, they bow, they weep.
We learn that “interpretation” was provided
as he read. Were the Levites translating into Aramaic for those who didn’t know
its ancient kin, Hebrew, any longer? Were some expository remarks prepared? I
wonder about a sermon where I simply read portions of the Torah to my people. Can
I trust the Scriptures, even or maybe especially the Law, to elicit that “joy
of the Lord” which is genuine “strength”? The Psalter is about joy in reading,
and our Gospel reading similarly depicts Jesus simply reading from such a
scroll.
Psalm
19 certainly finds immense joy in this Law! Psalm 19 is pretty
inviting for a sermon. I preached on it during our Psalm series in the Spring (watch here).
We begin with Creation, big creation, like from 15 billion years ago, inviting
us to be in awe, not because it’s photogenic, but because it reveals God’s mind
and heart. There’s music in the air… Ancient people believed the stars left
music in their wake as they streamed across the sky. Science says No, but then
we miss the awe, the joy. Paired quite naturally with this is the Psalm’s
pleasure, sheer delight in the Law. Not a burden, not to make us chafe, but the
marvelous gift of the God who created so we then can be created, re-created as
beautiful people in sync with God’s lovely, sweet ways in the world.
This law is “perfect,” reminding me of a lovely reflection from Kathleen Norris. She was asked by a priest if she'd pray for him. She fretted about whether she could do this well or not: "I realized that was my pride speaking, the old perfectionism that’s dogged me since I was a child. Well, or badly was beside the point. Of course I could pray, and I did. Perfectionism is one of the scariest words I know. It is a marked characteristic of American culture, a serious psychological affliction that makes people too timid to take risks and causes them to suffer when, although they’ve done the best they can, their efforts fall short of some imaginary standard. ‘Perfect’ isn’t about striving for impossible goals. It is taken from a Latin word meaning ‘complete, entire, full-grown.’ To those who originally heard it, the word conveyed ‘mature’ rather than what we mean today by ‘perfect.’"
1 Corinthians 12:12-31a. One of my main points in The Beauty of the Word is the reminder to us to preach not merely to individuals but to the Body, not focusing on the solo listener out there, but speaking to the Church as church. To me, that’s even more interesting that poking around the various gifts enumerated here by Paul. After all, his list isn’t exhaustive, but representative.
This Body, this coalescing and organizing of the gifted, is a supernatural entity, as Ben Witherington reminds us. “Diversity” can be one of those code words that divides us (as clarified beautifully in my podcast with Amanda Ripley on her great book, High Conflict). Whether we use the word or not, we recognize that diversity simply is. God made us with more diversity than we realize.
The Corinthians were confused about their
bodies. Paul counters by declaring You are a Body! Pagans used this image to
reinforce upper-class ideology; you’re part of the body, so stay in your place.
Paul does his theological origami on this image, lifting up the weakest members
as the key to the functioning of the whole!
Luke 4:14-21. Jesus taught in the synagogues around Galilee. You can see all the way across, with glimpses of little towns, some of them now excavated – like Magdala, where we can now visit the ruins of that synagogue where Jesus taught, and one Mary Magdalene heard him and traipsed off after him. We forget Jesus wasn’t some new thing. “Today Scripture is fulfilled.” God’s old thing continues, or climaxes, or is enfleshed in Jesus. But he’s a Bible guy, as in the ultimate expression of the whole book, and also as someone who knew the book and taught it himself. No wonder artists over the centuries have depicted him holding a Bible!
Jesus went to the synagogue – “as was his custom.” I will mention, but hopefully not nag, that Jesus and all people close to God through history have made it their custom to be in God the Father’s house. No single Sunday wins the day. Attending sometimes is an exercise in frustration. It was Sabbath. Jesus went.
No one there knew where he’d been, or what he’d endured. Church people might remember this when they see someone not entirely hospitable on the pew, or someone who is in a chilly mood. We are attentive to the ways people have been through a lot they’ve not shared with us (at least not yet) – and we welcome, accept, bear, love, and understand. It’s our custom, right?
Nazareth is where Jesus was “brought up.” I’ve often thought that the greatest proof that Jesus was really the one is that his brother James and his mother Mary wind up as disciples. If anybody knows you have feet of clay, it’s the family, the neighbors who knew you when you were a little kid, an adolescent. I might linger on this thought for a few moments… like those Gnostic gospels that narrate Jesus being picked on as a child, retaliating, and then relenting.
Imagine the drama in Nazareth: “He unrolled the scroll.” This would have taken some time – so is suspense building? It also would have been heavy, a physical challenge to unroll the thing to just the right location he’d chosen. The greatest of the Dead Sea scrolls is the complete scroll of Isaiah from roughly the time of Jesus! This artifact is 24 feet long, and 50 pounds in weight!
The lectionary lops off the important second half of the story – that the crowd nearly assassinated him for connecting the ancient text to the present day, and to himself! But the preacher can (and should?!) still go there.
This
is fascinating: the initial response of Jesus’ lifelong friends was that “all
spoke well of him.” “Isn’t this Joseph’s son?” – which has a touch of irony,
doesn’t it? Like, Yes, but… Jesus could’ve basked in their praise – but instead
went on a little rant about Elijah and Elisha in which he exposes the
lackluster faith in Israel, the homers, and how God sought out and healed the
despised foreigners instead.
No
wonder they got mad. The preacher might explore the ways we may not really want
Scripture to be fulfilled. We like to read it in a safe classroom, or hear
about it, or pick and choose moments in Scripture that pander to us. But the
fulfillment of the biblical vision? Scares the daylights out of us – and we may
recoil in rage.
Talk about physical strength: they grabbed not a heavy scroll but Jesus’ own body and hauled him out to the edge of town, ready to throw him off a cliff. When I take groups to Israel, we visit the “precipice,” an impressive dropoff with astonishing views. Reading well past the lectionary’s cutoff (which we should in this case), Jesus narrowly escaped (again!) – and in verse 30 we read the startling notice that “Passing through the midst of them, he went away.” The mob, about to hurl him off the cliff, still angry, stood helpless as he simply walked, not sprinting or desperately scrambling, among them, and safely home. Reminds me of the little noticed moment in Gethsemane when the soldiers stormed up to arrest Jesus. “When Jesus said to them, ‘I am he,’ they drew back and fell to the ground” (John 18:6). Jesus’ physical presence must have been something.
Back to Jesus’ reading from Isaiah: if we were like St. Francis of Assisi, we’d make this our to-do list. And Jesus’ reading also shows us how to be the Body in the Epistle reading. Jonathan Wilson-Hartgrove has reflected (in his book Reconstructing the Gospel) on Jesus' first sermon - and what it tells us about his priorities, and what ours probably should be too: "The Spirit of the Lord is on me, because he has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor, to proclaim freedom for the prisoners and recovery of sight for the blind, to set the oppressed free, to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor" (Luke 4:18-19).
Jonathan points out that churches, for some reason, ignore this mission, and
instead we build up and support "an institution where people like us show
up to receive spiritual nourishment. Whatever material ministry the church
engaged in was secondary... Works of mercy are imagined as auxiliary
ministries. But what if the church was something else? What if it was the
movement Jesus invited people into when he invited them to join together in
setting the oppressed free?"
His church
got out a map of Goldsboro (where he was a pastor) and drew a circle with a
2-mile radius around their building and said "This is where we're called
to set the oppressed free. Whatever is enslaving people, we commit to fighting
it by the power of the Spirit."
What if
your church, if my church, laid out a map and drew a circle with a radius of 2
or 5 miles, and asked this question: Who's oppressed, and why? And what
can we do (besides the frequent resort to blaming or ignoring)? What
enslaves people? Alcohol? Work pressure? Outsized expectations? Lousy work
environment? Racial prejudice?
And then we make it our business to join Jesus in his business of bringing good news to those places and to those people, to work for freedom and recovery. That, indeed, would be the reconstruction of the Gospel, the dawning of God's kingdom right here, where we live, work, and worship.
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