As we are off lectionary, and doing a Bible characters series, I preached on Michal this past Sunday ("Michal: Why She's in the Bible") - reflecting on why and how the Bible invites us, by including this story, to listen to and share the hurt of those wounded by power and hypocrisy, and where our hope for joy actually lies.
We have a stunningly good film version of this moment
in the surprisingly outstanding “King David” starring Richard Gere. Mind you,
many have taken his dance as some sort of authentication of contemporary
worship. But is he really showing us the way? Or making a mockery of God? or
even both somehow? Michal could not have been the only one to notice the sexual
edge in David’s self-presentation.
I'd add: poor Michal. Typing this blog, her name gets auto-corrected every time to Michael.
I'd add: poor Michal. Typing this blog, her name gets auto-corrected every time to Michael.
The always wise and brilliant Robert
Barron made these observations – which are keen but not entirely sympathetic
toward Michal: “One can only begin to imagine the texture of her feelings at this
point in the narrative. She had witnessed the deaths of her father and brother;
her husband had married several other women and fathered children with them
while she remained childless… That she
gazes down from a window rather than participating in the celebration indicates
that she represents the past. From her height, she regards David with the same
haughty disdain that her father once showed to his rival… The prim,
downward-looking Michal aptly symbolizes the moral dimension that is
legitimately part of religion. She is a sort of ancient Israelite version of
Immanuel Kant, for whom religion was entirely a matter of morality… The
moralizing Michal might be read as the prophetic side of religion, and the
dancing David as the priestly side of religion, which refuses to be constrained
by reason alone.”
Michal as Immanuel Kant! If you can work
that into a sermon, let me know. The encounter between Michal and David is
terse, sarcastic, full of recrimination. Let’s not speak of the super-spiritual
David. Even his most spiritual moments are tinged with egocentricism and
misogyny.
The whole idea of the ark is fascinating,
and can lead the preacher to explore some theological and liturgical questions.
It’s not an idol, but it’s almost radioactive with divine intensity. It’s a box
that holds words – which tells us a lot about our religion, which is the Word
made flesh. The wooden cart with wobbly wheels – what an awkward but earnest
way to haul the epitome of God’s presence into the new capital city!
We get some theological weirdness: Uzzah
tries to keep the cart and its treasure from toppling over when the oxen
stumbled – and for this the Lord “smote” him. And this smiting made David
angry! The rawness of emotion is fabulous. David quite rightly is annoyed at
such a God – as we too should be. Gary Larson’s Far Side cartoon of God about to press the “smite” button
underlines the absurdity of envisioning God in this way – once more taking us
into that zone described well by Rowan Williams, that the Bible is what God
wants us to read, but that doesn’t imply God approves of everything every
biblical writer says.
This is an intriguing take: Rav Kook, the
20th century mystic, suggests that Uzzah should have steadied the
oxen (who were stumbling), not the ark – and sees in this a paradigm of those
who seek to change God’s word to suit challenges of the world instead of
seeking to right the problems in accord with the law.
Our epistle reading, Ephesians 1:3-14, is
sufficiently rich to supply you with stuff for a 52 week preaching series.
Although Nestle-Aland adds two periods to make it easier to read, the entire
passage, 202 words in Greek, is a single sentence – as if Paul just starting
gushing in a moment of inspired ecstasy and couldn’t put on the brakes. Markus
Barth calls this text a “digest of the whole epistle.”
Just a few items worth noting. Paul speaks
of “spiritual blessings” – which Gnostically-oriented American Christians may
find appealing. But Paul has something else in mind, as Barth points out: “‘Spiritual
blessing’ does not mean a timeless, otherworldly, abstract blessing. Rather it
describes changes effected upon and among people of flesh and blood. It means
history, decisions, actions, and suffering.”
Paul speaks of us as “chosen” – but chosen
for what? “To be holy and blameless.” God doesn’t choose us because we are holy
and blameless, but so we might become that. Maybe Wesley was right in urging us
on to perfection. The “seal” image is
worth probing: in ancient times, a seal was used to guarantee quality,
authenticity or ownership, and to prevent tampering, or forgery. I think I might tease a whole sermon out of
just that!
When
I wrote my book on The
Will of God, I got obsessed with Paul’s phrasing here – that God has “made
known the mystery of his will.” We think
God’s will is some mystery we can’t figure out.
But mystery doesn’t mean confusing or incomprehensible. Mystery is a wonder, beyond the simple facts
and rationality of things. And God hasn’t hidden this mystery, the way we hide
Easter eggs and make them hard to find. God has made that mystery known! Frank
Thielman’s commentary ponders “God’s gracious revelation to his people of
something they could not possibly know unless he had made it known” – and this:
“God made this mystery known because it gave him pleasure to do this.”
And finally: Paul’s best image of how we
find our place among Christ’s people is that God has “destined us for adoption.”
The Bible seems fixated on the idea that orphans should be cared for.
Kelly Nikondeha, in her thoughtful and theologically profound book Adopted: The Sacrament of Belonging in a Fractured World reflects on her own quest as a grownup to seek out the parent who gave her up for adoption: “We want that dark corner illuminated. We imagine our own transformation at the revelation of our true origin. What goodness might be unlocked, what possibility unleashed?” Isn’t church a question to discover our true origin?
Kelly Nikondeha, in her thoughtful and theologically profound book Adopted: The Sacrament of Belonging in a Fractured World reflects on her own quest as a grownup to seek out the parent who gave her up for adoption: “We want that dark corner illuminated. We imagine our own transformation at the revelation of our true origin. What goodness might be unlocked, what possibility unleashed?” Isn’t church a question to discover our true origin?
Nikondeha offers a picturesque
retrospective on what being adopted was about: “A woman scooped me out of the
white-wicker bassinet in the viewing room of the adoption agency and claimed me
as her own. Her physical emptiness prepared the way for my fullness.”
Then, pondering the woman who bore her, she tries to fathom if her giving her child up was a rejection? or rather a relinquishment? Some might rush to condemn a mother who “abandons” her baby. But isn’t there a wrinkle in the story – that a woman who did not have to carry the child for so long actually did, at considerable physical cost. What if being surrendered at birth was a loving relinquishment, not rejection, a humble acquiescence in the face of crushing circumstance? What does God relinquish for us – and we for God?
Then, pondering the woman who bore her, she tries to fathom if her giving her child up was a rejection? or rather a relinquishment? Some might rush to condemn a mother who “abandons” her baby. But isn’t there a wrinkle in the story – that a woman who did not have to carry the child for so long actually did, at considerable physical cost. What if being surrendered at birth was a loving relinquishment, not rejection, a humble acquiescence in the face of crushing circumstance? What does God relinquish for us – and we for God?
With adoption, we get a glimpse of a
different kind of belonging, not inferior, maybe superior, or maybe not.
Nikondeha wonderfully suggests that adoption is “like a sacrament, that visible
sign of an inner grace. It’s a thin place where we see that we are different
and yet not entirely foreign to one another. We are relatives not by blood, but
by mystery.”
And finally we come to Mark 6:14-29 –
which I will forego in preaching after seeing Alice Cooper play King Herod in
the live Jesus Christ Superstar on Easter Sunday… This chilling episode shows a
cruel yet henpecked husband, fearful of John the Baptist (not because of his
big following, but because Herod “knew he was a righteous and holy man”!), knuckling
under to his wife’s vicious fury. Our set of readings begins with a provocative
dance in Jerusalem; and then we end with another seductive dance at a birthday
banquet. Such religiosity, and such political chicanery: John the Baptist,
Jesus himself, and a holy horde of martyrs have shared in the same cruel fate,
and yet God’s truth is never vanquished.
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