As we head into Lent, I thought I'd commend to you a fabulous new book of Lenten sermons (beginning with Transfiguration Sunday!), Being Transfigured, by Chris E.W. Green, a sparkling theologian I admire immensely.
Such mountainous heights remind me of something I wrote in my book on hymns (Unrevealed Until Its Season). “Roger Scruton, philosopher of beauty, contrasts the serene beauty of a green meadow with a ‘wind-blown mountain crag… We experience the vastness, the power, the threatening majesty of the natural world, and feel our own littleness in the face of it.’ This we call ‘sublime,’ which isn’t super-beautiful, but a beauty that humbles, even frightens you a little. It’s thrilling and inspiring, but it underlines your finitude, your frailty.”
Isn’t God like such a sublime mountain crag?
We are in awe. We tremble a little, and wonder if it’s safe. You can’t just jog
to the top. You feel small, and yet drawn into the wonder. How perfect that so
many mountain scenes figure prominently in God’s revealing God’s mind and
grandeur to us.
Notice there are 6 days of waiting in a
cloud before the Lord spoke! Time. Sabbath timing. Such is Moses’ experience –
and his on behalf of all Israel, and of us all.
2 Peter 1:16-21. The apology here, “We did not follow cleverly devised myths” – which is what the Transfiguration sounds like! The claim from whoever wrote this epistle, not sounding late so much as the word of one of Jesus’ real disciples: “We had been eyewitnesses of his majesty.” Richard Bauckham’s extensive study of the Gospels indicates we have good cause to think of them as based on actual eyewitness accounts – which is a big deal, echoed in today’s text!
Jesus, in this eyewitness account, “was
honored by God the Father” with the voice from heaven: “This is my Son, my
Beloved,” a declamation God offered not once but twice: at the Baptism of our
Lord, and at his Transfiguration. We are told, at such magical, pivotal,
transformative moments, not merely to admire Jesus, but to “listen to him,” to
be attentive to him as to a lamp shining in a dark place (Psalm 119:105).
Matthew 17:1-9 is an endlessly great and generative text for preachers – but not if we have some moral take-away or point. In The Beauty of the Word, I suggest that preaching shouldn’t be so much about us, our faith, our life as disciples, but about God. The Transfiguration is the parade text: the Bible, and thus sermons, should be first of all about God, not us! The takeaway? This threesome are so overwhelmed by God’s unmitigated presence that their respond is simply “They fell to the ground in awe.” Period. I want to preach the sermon that causes my people to be in awe of God. Period.
Keltner points out that in gathering stories of awe from people of 26 cultures around the world, not one mentioned money, Facebook, a smartphone or consumer purchases. Studies show people with less wealth feel awe more frequently. Also, medically, awe evokes humility and joy – but also “regions of the brain that are associated with excesses of the ego, self-criticism, anxiety and depression, quiet down” when we experience awe. As we cultivate and find awe, we become more open to new ideas, more curious, and attentive to the strengths of other people.
In preaching, I wonder about the suggestion that any time anybody feels awe, they get a glimpse of what the disciples saw in the Transfiguration. It's a reach - but using the text to cultivate the habit of looking for everyday awe? Okay, enough Keltner for now!
Some other items worth pondering in our text for today: it was “6
days later,” just as our Old Testament text, Exodus 24, did not jumpstart until
six days, waiting for the Sabbath, had passed. The 6 days here are also after
the Caesarea Philippi conversation on Who Jesus is, and why he matters, all
that gloomy talk about Jesus suffering, taking up your cross, and more.
At such a pregnant moment, Jesus was
“transfigured.” The Greek is more interesting: metamorphothe – and yes, if you don’t know Greek, it looks and
sounds like “metamorphosis,” a crusty thing opening into a beautiful butterfly.
Amazing. Miraculous. Jesus happening.
His clothes dazzled, but so did his face,
shining so brightly, enacting that classic benediction from Numbers 6: “May the
Lord make his face to shine upon you.” It happened to these disciples, and
perhaps happens to those who are attentive, attuned to Jesus and his appearing.
“Suddenly” (!) Moses and Elijah appeared. Centuries old dudes! They may symbolize Law and Prophets. Or they are the two guys in the Old Testament who didn’t obviously die and get buried. They were the mountain men, like Christ, familiar with such mystical moments on this high place. They’d been on that mountain, they know its perils, the trembling before the mystery, surviving the annihilating presence.
They were “talking with one another.”
About… what…? We wish we knew! And we wish we could eavesdrop on that
conversation! Fair for the preacher to ask – and without attempting an answer. In
preaching we simply can reiterate Peter’s ridiculously wild understatement: “It
is good that we are here.”
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