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Sunday, July 14, 2013

Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood

This sermon was heard at St. Andrew Presbyterian Church in Longview, Texas on Sunday July 14, 2013, the 15th Sunday in Ordinary Time.



Amos 7:7-17
Psalm 82
Colossians 1:1-14
Luke 10:25-37
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable to you, O Lord, our rock and our redeemer. Amen.

If you know the lyrics, sing along. If you don’t, then just hum. Nobody is going to mind.

It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood; it’s a beautiful day for a neighbor. 
Would you be mine? Could you be mine? 

It’s a neighborly day in this beauty wood; a neighborly day for a beauty. 
Would you be mine? Could you be mine?
Would you be mine? Could you be mine?

I’ve always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.
 I’ve always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.

So, let’s make the most of this beautiful day; 
since we’re together we might as well say:

“Would you be mine? Could you be mine? Won’t you be my neighbor?”
Won’t you please, won’t you please, please won’t you be my neighbor.[1]

New episodes of “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood” were shown on PBS stations from 1970 until 2001 and on National Educational Television two years before that. Reruns aren’t available on local stations, but they are through the PBS Kids web site.[2]

The show was characterized by its quiet simplicity and gentleness. Episodes did not have a plot, but they did have a theme. They consisted of Rogers speaking directly to viewers about various issues, taking the viewer on tours of factories, demonstrating experiments, crafts, and music, and interacting with his friends. The half-hour episodes were punctuated by a puppet segment chronicling occurrences in the “Neighborhood of Make-Believe.”

At the beginning of each episode, Mister Rogers enters his television studio house singing “Won’t You Be My Neighbor?” He hangs up his suit jacket, puts on a zippered cardigan, then takes off his dress shoes to put on his sneakers. One of Rogers’ sweaters now hangs in the Smithsonian, a testament to the cultural influence of his simple daily ritual.

Rogers covered a broad range of topics over the years, and the series did not shy away from issues that other children’s programming avoided. In fact, Rogers endeared himself to many when, on March 23, 1970, he dealt with the death of one of his pet goldfish. The series also dealt with competition, divorce, and war. Rogers returned to the topic of anger regularly and focused on peaceful ways of dealing with angry feelings.[3]

All of this happened in the context of Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood, a mystical place where the imaginary fourth wall of the television screen magically disappeared for a half hour and we were all welcomed into a world of peace and grace.

Considering Mister Fred Rogers was a graduate of Pittsburgh Theological Seminary and an ordained PC(USA) Minister, welcoming children into a world of peace and grace was his vocation as well as his passion.

So the expert in religious law came to test Jesus asking, “Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?” Jesus replies in true rabbinical fashion, asking a question when an answer is sought. “What is written in the Law?”

The lawyer answers this question by a perfect recitation from Leviticus and Deuteronomy[4] saying, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.” Jesus affirms the lawyer’s answer saying, “Do this, and you will live.” The experts in the law commonly accepted that observance of the Torah was essential to inherit eternal life.[5] So when Jesus and the lawyer agree on this point, they share the truth of thousands of years of tradition.

But the lawyer’s questions are more than an academic or rabbinic exercise. He wants to justify himself. So he asks Jesus another question, “Who is my neighbor?” This is an important question, more important than we may suppose. What gets lost in the translation of Leviticus is that the original command to love the neighbor specifies “your kin” and “any of your people.”[6] So the lawyer wants to be justified that by helping his family, his people, and his nation he will inherit eternal life.

Then Jesus tells the legal expert a story and asks him another question, “So which of these three, the Priest, the Levite, or the Samaritan, do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of the robbers?”

The lawyer answers, “The one who showed him mercy was a neighbor.” This must have been difficult for the expert in the law. He knew it wasn’t his people, the Priest or the Levite, but he couldn’t push the name of his dreaded cousin past his lips. Instead he says, “The one who showed him mercy was a neighbor.”

Saying this, the lawyer, the expert in the law tells the world that being a neighbor is about more than just being kin or members of the same nation. It has to do with action and mercy.  Being a neighbor now means more than it did in Leviticus. Then Jesus gives him his charge, “Go, and do likewise.”

Jesus shares the vision of inheriting eternal life written in the Torah with the lawyer.  Then he shows him that the Living Torah, the person and the work and the word of Jesus Christ, expands the Torah given to Moses. Justification by the Torah now means that loving God and loving your neighbor are inseparable.[7] Being justified means more than just taking care of business as usual.

The hardest part about this story is that the holy men in the parable, the priest and the Levite, were doing what they were supposed to do. They were going to work. They were doing what was right in the name of the Law. They followed the rules and abided by the regulations approved by the General Assembly, er, the Presbytery, er, the law handed down to Moses. They did the right thing in the eyes of the law, but doing what was right was no longer enough in the eyes of God.

To the Greco-Roman world, the cradle of Western culture, mercy was a character flaw; the ideal was justice. Since mercy involves providing unearned help or relief, it was contrary to justice. This unearned relief, we call it grace.

Sociologist Rodney Stark put it this way. “The notion that the gods care how we treat one another would have been dismissed as patently absurd. This was the moral climate in which Christianity taught that mercy is one of the primary virtues—that a merciful God requires humans to be merciful. Moreover, the corollary that because God loves humanity, Christians may not please God unless they love one another was something entirely new.”[8]

Mercy is the new benchmark in justification. Mercy is the new benchmark in being a neighbor. Mercy has a place in the administration of justice in the Christ’s kingdom and only the Samaritan acted in accord with the living Torah.

Only the despised Samaritan showed love in an act of mercy. Only the loathed foreigner connected loving God and loving your neighbor as the way to being justified. Only the reviled outsider saw his brother left beaten on the side of the road. Only the detested alien saw the way to justification through mercy. Only the abhorred stranger showed the divinely required attitude we are to share with one another.

An ancient rabbi once asked his pupils how they could tell when the night had ended and the day was on its way back. “Could it be,” asked one student, “when you can see an animal in the distance and tell whether it is a sheep or a dog?” “No,” answered the Rabbi. “Could it be,” asked another, “when you look at a tree in the distance and tell whether it is a fig tree or a peach tree?” “No,” said the Rabbi. “Well, then what is it?” his pupils demanded. “It is when you look on someone’s face and can see… your brother. Because if you cannot do this, then no matter what time it is, it is still night.”[9]

In the past month, there has been quite a commotion about Mr. Rogers. The people at Fox News found a 2007 article by Jeffrey Zaslow from the Wall Street Journal titled, “Blame It on Mr. Rogers: Why Young Adults Feel So Entitled” [10] At the center of the article was LSU finance professor Don Chance who observed a “culture of excessive doting” in 21st Century university students The article begins:

[The professor] says it dawned on him last spring.  The semester was ending, and as usual, students were making a pilgrimage to his office, asking for the extra points needed to lift their grades to A’s.

 “They felt entitled,” he recalls, “and it just hit me.  We can blame Mr. Rogers.”

Professor Chance notes Asian students, students who did not grow up with Mr. Rogers, accept “B’s and C’s as an indication that they must work harder, and that their elders assessed them accurately.” The article continues:

By contrast, American students often view lower grades as a reason to “hit you up for an A because they came to class and feel they worked hard,” says Prof. Chance. He wishes more parents would offer kids this perspective: “The world owes you nothing. You have to work and compete. If you want to be special, you'll have to prove it.”

If there is one thing I can agree with after working over ten years in higher education, it’s that there is a sense of entitlement among students. I have seen that sense of entitlement reinforced by some parents and grandparents who called to ask if there wasn’t any way I could give Junior one more chance. I don’t say that Professor Chance is wrong about that. I do say that his finger pointing is misdirected. I won’t say where it should be directed, but putting this on Mr. Rogers is wrong.

Looking at Mr. Rogers’ point of view, we need to remember that he was a Christian and a Presbyterian minister. He pastored children daily for over 40 years. He told children, the weakest members of any society, that in the eyes of God they are loved and have value. He told misfits they are loved. He told fat kids they are loved. He told bullied kids they are loved. He told poor kids they are loved. He told abused kids they are loved. Even if it is just in his neighborhood, they are loved.

He loves them. He is their neighbor. He invited children into that neighborhood daily not so that they could beg for grades from Professor Chance fifteen years later, but so that they could know grace and peace and mercy and love and hope. It’s true; this world isn’t looking to do them or anyone else any favors, but through Christ God offers us grace, peace, mercy, love, hope, and salvation. We are freely offered grace as a gift, not as payment for services rendered. If it were, it wouldn’t be grace. This is what Mr. Rogers offered his audience daily.

Gentleness, love, mercy, peace, grace; isn’t this what we want from our neighbors? It sure beats the scorn and ridicule, derision and division we see every day. We want people in our lives showing the fullness of God’s mercy to everyone, not just some.

We want to know what it is to receive divine mercy, God’s divine loving-kindness. We must realize that this mercy arises out of a mutual relationship one for another, not just as a winner-take-all justice the ancient Greeks favored.

If Professor Chance and Fox News want us to believe we have no value outside of what we can do for our economy and ourselves that is their business. It is after all the way of the world. On the whole though, I prefer to live a state of grace, a place where I know what is most important cannot be earned, it can only be given. A place where that grace is freely given, even if it’s just for 30 minutes a day with a man in a zip up cardigan.

Luke shows us the lawyer accepts Jesus’ revision of the Torah. He learns that the one who shows mercy like the Samaritan is the neighbor, not those who share family or heritage like the priest and the Levite. What might have started as a theological exercise between the lawyer and teacher becomes more when the Torah comes to life in Jesus Christ.

When the law comes to life, we can no longer answer these questions like we’re taking a college entrance exam. We now have to answer the questions with our hands even more than we do with our heads. Jesus commands us to be good neighbors; loving the Lord our God with all our heart, and with all our soul, and with all our mind, and with all our strength; and our neighbor as ourselves.  On this the words of the Law and the prophets hang.

This is our call, this is our vocation. It is no longer enough to do just what the written law tells us; now there is more. We are called to this new word of discipleship when Jesus charges the lawyer, “Go, and do likewise.” Or as Mr. Rogers once said:

When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.”

Friends in Christ, Mr. Rogers tells us, Jesus tells us, those who help are our neighbors. So, let’s make the most of this beautiful day; since we’re together we might as well say: Would you be mine? Could you be mine? Won’t you be my neighbor?

[1] Rogers, Fred, “It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood.”  Pittsburgh, PA: Family Communications, Inc., 1967.
[2] From the PBSKids.org websie retrieved July 12, 2013.
[3] Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mister_Rogers%27_Neighborhood, retrieved July 8, 2010
[4] Leviticus 19:18, Deuteronomy 6:5
[5] “Adlet and Blink,” Commentary section, from Homiletics Online, http://homileticsonline.com/subscriber/printer_friendly_installment.asp?installment_id=930000347, accessed June 10, 2007.
[6] Cousar, Charles B., Gaventa, Beverly R., McCann, Jr., J. Clinton, Newsome, James D., Texts for Preaching, A Lectionary Commentary Based on the NRSV, YEAR C. Louisville, KY: Westminster John Knox Press, 1994, page 427. 
[7] Kittel, Gerhardt, “Theological Dictionary of the New Testament, vol. vi, page 316
[8] Galloway, Paul, “How Jesus Won the West: Christianity became dominant because it offered better ideas and unexpected mercy,” The Lutheran, November 1998, 19.
[9] Thompson, Marjorie J. “Soul Feast” Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, 1995, 127.
[10] Zaslow, Jeffrey, “Blame It on Mr. Rogers: Why Young Adults Feel So Entitled.” Wall Street Journal, July 5, 2007, retrieved July 12, 2013.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Eternal Life--from A Service of Witness to the Resurrection for Betty Crittenden

This homily was heard at the clubhouse of Betty's apartment complex in Berryville, Arkansas on Thursday July 22, 2010.

Psalm 23
Titus 3:1-7
Psalm 121
Luke 10:25-37

The lawyer’s question to Jesus has been asked by humanity since the beginning of time. What must I do to inherit eternal life?

Often, all too often, when we read an obituary in the news paper it begins, “Our Sister left this world to be with her Lord…” Far be it from me to tell you that Betty is not with her Lord. In this service of Witness to the Resurrection we begin with this very truth. Yet I must let you know with all humility that Betty did not leave this world to be with her Lord. Betty has been with God long before she and I first met three years ago. Betty knew this quite well, quite well indeed: Eternal life begins while we are still here on earth. Eternal life begins with life in Christ and Betty knew this well; very, very well. She lived like she was a child of God.

She followed the law not just in word, but also in deed. She knew the words of scripture; she knew that she was saved by grace though faith. She knew for sure that a vibrant faith in the living God is about receiving and sharing God’s steadfast love, God’s good grace with those around her.

Betty loved the Lord her God with all her heart, and with all her soul, and with all her strength, and with all her mind; and she loved her neighbor as she loved herself. She demonstrated this through her volunteer work for people who needed what she could provide. With energy and imagination she served the Senior Center well through taking care of the Thrift Shop. She saw the store through three different locations, growing as it moved from space to space to space.

With the church, she helped package school supplies for children whose parents were hard pressed to afford school supplies. Betty and her siblings were raised in humble circumstances, so she knew what it was like to need things for school.

Yet while I say humble, I dare not say poor or impoverished. There is a spirit in her family, from her father who always worked hard to provide for his family to her mother who would tailor and refit WPA clothes handouts during the Great Depression so that her family would have properly fitting clothes. Finances were tight in the dust bowl of western Kansas, and there was eternal life.

Betty was fiercely independent; she could take care of herself as she helped take care of others. In her own words this didn’t set too well before she was school age when her older brother Richard was assigned by their parents to take care of her when they were playing outside. It also had its moments after Betty retired and she moved back to Dodge City to be with her sisters. I can only imagine what it was like when Betty thought she would be taking care of her youngest sister Sharon, and Sharon though the exact opposite. For them it must have been high drama, but I can imagine that for some around them it was pretty amusing.

Yet, Betty did not do these things that she may inherit eternal life. She knew the words of Paul to Titus when he said “when the goodness and loving kindness of God our Savior appeared, he saved us, not because of any works of righteousness that we had done, but according to his mercy, through the water of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit. This Spirit he poured out on us richly through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that, having been justified by his grace, we might become heirs according to the hope of eternal life.” She wasn’t like the lawyer who sought to justify himself. She was a woman who knew that it took being a part of the family to receive the inheritance. Betty served others because that is how she learned to serve God, responding to her salvation, not trying to earn it.

Jesus responded to the lawyer’s answer saying, “You have given the right answer; do this, and you will live.” By the grace and peace of our Lord Jesus Christ, in God’s love Betty lived the answer to this question and continues eternal life today.

She loved God and her neighbor. And we who are here today bear witness; her life has borne glorious fruit. By those she has loved and by those who love her, the fruit of her life continues to thrive and will continue to thrive far, far into the future.

The 121st Psalm is a psalm of trust and confidence in God; assuring pilgrims on the way to and from Zion of God’s constant protection. The question raised in the first verse “I lift up my eyes to the hills; from where is my help to come?” is answered beginning with “My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.”

She knew and lived the words of the Psalmist through her life and her acts. She knew the Lord kept her and keeps us all. The Lord keeps our lives from this time and forevermore. And she responded to the gracious love and protection of the Lord our God in acts of boldness, love, and mercy. She knew that it was up to her to share God’s love with the world. She knew this was God’s call in her life. She knew it was as important to share as it was to receive God’s grace, peace, and love.

Let me finish by sharing what Betty wrote the best advice she ever received. When she was young girl, she couldn’t have been older than nine or ten, one summer Betty and her brothers, and her sister; contracted mumps and chicken pox. As miserable as it was for her siblings, Betty had to be taken to Children’s Mercy Hospital in Kansas City from their western Kansas home. It took a while, but Betty mended. Just before she was discharged, the doctor gave Betty this advice, “From now on and for the rest of your life I want you to rest when you get tired, eat whether you’re hungry or not, and be a good girl.

Betty wrote that she seldom missed a meal but she had been tired beyond belief. She didn’t comment about whether or not she had been a good girl though.

Well, Betty might have seldom missed a meal but you couldn’t tell by looking at her. She also knew that sometimes the price of taking care of those you love is fatigue beyond belief. She also knew that none is good but God. Today, I say today as we come together to celebrate the life and witness the joy of the eternal life of Betty Crittenden; today I say yes, she was a very good girl.

She was a wonderful woman, sister, and mother. We celebrate the eternal life that she shared when she heard our Lord tell the lawyer “Go and do likewise.” We celebrate the example she set as a child of God who inherited life eternal as an heir to the kingdom, not as a hired hand. We celebrate the eternal life Betty lived and now continues to live in the name of her Lord.
Let us pray…

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Mister Rogers' Neighborhood

This sermon was heard at the First Presbyterian Church in Berryville, Arkansas on Sunday July 11, 2010, the 15th Sunday in Ordinary Time. If the church had a video projection system, I would have played this video before the sermon:



Amos 7:7-17
Psalm 82
Colossians 1:1-14
Luke 10:25-37

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable to you, O Lord, our rock and our redeemer. Amen.

If you know the lyrics, sing along. If you don’t, then just hum. Nobody is going to mind.

It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood; it’s a beautiful day for a neighbor.
Would you be mine? Could you be mine?
It’s a neighborly day in this beauty wood; a neighborly day for a beauty.

Would you be mine? Could you be mine?
Would you be mine? Could you be mine?
I’ve always wanted to have a neighbor just like you.

I’ve always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.
So, let’s make the most of this beautiful day; since we’re together we might as well say:

“Would you be mine? Could you be mine? Won’t you be my neighbor?”
Won’t you please, won’t you please, please won’t you be my neighbor.
[1]

New episodes of “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood” were shown on PBS stations from 1970 until 2001 and on National Educational Television two years before that. Reruns can still be seen on many PBS stations including the one I saw this morning on KAFT.[2]

The show was characterized by its quiet simplicity and gentleness. Episodes did not have a plot, but they did have a theme. They consisted of Rogers speaking directly to the viewer about various issues, taking the viewer on tours of factories, demonstrating experiments, crafts, and music, and interacting with his friends. The half-hour episodes were punctuated by a puppet segment chronicling occurrences in the “Neighborhood of Make-Believe.”

At the beginning of each episode, Mister Rogers enters his television studio house singing “Won’t You Be My Neighbor?” He hangs his suit jacket in a closet, puts on a zippered cardigan, and takes off his dress shoes to put on his sneakers. One of Rogers’ sweaters now hangs in the Smithsonian Institution, a testament to the cultural influence of his simple daily ritual.

Rogers covered a broad range of topics over the years, and the series did not shy away from issues that other children’s programming avoided. In fact, Rogers endeared himself to many when, on March 23, 1970, he dealt with the death of one of his pet goldfish. The series also dealt with competition, divorce, and war. Rogers returned to the topic of anger regularly and focused on peaceful ways of dealing with angry feelings.[3]

All of this happened in the context of Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood, a mystical place where the imaginary fourth wall of the television screen magically disappeared for a half hour and we were all welcomed into a world of peace and grace.

Considering Mister Fred Rogers was a graduate of Pittsburgh Theological Seminary and an ordained Presbyterian Minister of Word and Sacrament, welcoming everyone into a world of peace and grace was right up his alley.

So the expert in religious law came to test Jesus asking, “Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?” Jesus replies in true rabbinical fashion, asking a question when an answer is sought. “What is written in the Law?”

The lawyer answers this question by a perfect recitation from Leviticus and Deuteronomy[4] saying, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.” Jesus affirms the lawyer’s answer saying, “Do this, and you will live.” The experts in the law commonly accepted that observance of the Torah was essential to inherit eternal life.[5] So when Jesus and the lawyer agree on this point, they share the truth of thousands of years of tradition.

But the lawyer’s questions are more than an academic or rabbinic exercise. He wants to justify himself. So he asks Jesus another question, “Who is my neighbor?” This is an important question, more important than we may suppose. What gets lost in the translation of Leviticus is that the original command to love the neighbor specifies “your kin” and “any of your people.”[6] So the lawyer wants to be justified that by helping his family, his people, and his nation he will inherit eternal life.

Then Jesus tells the legal expert a familiar little story and asks him another question, “So which of these three, the Priest, the Levite, or the Samaritan, do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of the robbers?”

The lawyer answers, “The one who showed him mercy was a neighbor.” In saying this, the lawyer, the expert in the law tells the world that being a neighbor is about more than just being kin or members of the same nation. It has to do with action and it has to do with mercy. Being a neighbor now means more than it did in Leviticus. As a result, Jesus gives him his charge, “Go, and do likewise.”

Jesus shares the vision of inheriting eternal life written in the Torah with the lawyer. Then he shows him that the Living Torah, the person and the work and the word of Jesus Christ, expands the Torah given to Moses. Justification by the Torah now means that loving God and loving your neighbor are inseparable.[7] Being justified means more than just taking care of business as usual.

The hardest part about this story is that the holy men in the parable, the priest and the Levite, were doing what they were supposed to do. They were going to work. They were keeping their hands clean. They were doing what was right in the name of the Law. They followed the rules and abided by the regulations approved by the General Assembly, er, the Presbytery, er, the law handed down to Moses. They did the right thing, but by doing just what was right was no longer enough in the eyes of God.

To the Greco-Roman world, mercy was a character flaw; the ideal was justice. Since mercy involves providing unearned help or relief, it was contrary to justice. This unearned relief, we call it grace.

Sociologist Rodney Stark put it this way. “The notion that the gods care how we treat one another would have been dismissed as patently absurd. This was the moral climate in which Christianity taught that mercy is one of the primary virtues—that a merciful God requires humans to be merciful. Moreover, the corollary that because God loves humanity, Christians may not please God unless they love one another was something entirely new.”[8]

Mercy is the new benchmark in justification. Mercy is the new benchmark in being a neighbor. Mercy has a place in the administration of justice in the Christ’s kingdom. The ancient Greeks disagreed, but theirs is not the way to inherit eternal life. Our courts may disagree, but theirs is not the way to eternal life. The priests and the Levites met their obligations to the temple, but they didn’t act out of love. Only the despised Samaritan acted in accord with the living Torah.

Only the despised Samaritan showed love in an act of mercy. Only the loathed foreigner connected loving God and loving your neighbor as the way to being justified. Only the reviled outsider saw his brother in the man left beaten on the side of the road. Only the detested alien saw the way to justification through mercy. Only the abhorred stranger showed the divinely required attitude of mercy we are called to have toward one another. And all of this came from the mouth of a legal expert.

An ancient rabbi once asked his pupils how they could tell when the night had ended and the day was on its way back. “Could it be,” asked one student, “when you can see an animal in the distance and tell whether it is a sheep or a dog?” “No,” answered the Rabbi. “Could it be,” asked another, “when you look at a tree in the distance and tell whether it is a fig tree or a peach tree?” “No,” said the Rabbi. “Well, then what is it?” his pupils demanded. “It is when you look on someone’s face and can see… your brother. Because if you cannot do this, then no matter what time it is, it is still night.”[9]

Eternal life and mercy; peace and grace; isn’t this what we want from our neighbors? We want people in our lives who show what it means to demonstrate the fullness of God’s mercy. We want people in our lives who act in ways that benefit all of us, not just a specific few. We want to know what it is to receive divine mercy, God’s divine loving-kindness. We must realize that this mercy arises out of a mutual relationship one for another, not just as a winner-take-all justice the ancient Greeks favored.

You all might remember this story Marie Bolerjack told:

She, Austin and the kids were going from Mississippi to Oklahoma to visit family. It was the mid 1960’s and the boys were still quite young. Well, it was about noonish when they hit Little Rock and the kids were hungry. Austin and Marie didn’t want to pull off the highway in Little Rock, so Marie promised the boys that they would get some lunch as soon as they got past the city. Well, being the mid 60’s there wasn’t one or six fast food places at every exit, so they ended up traveling quite a way before finding a little diner. They got out of the car, and I bet the boys were cheering as they went to the door. By this time, it was a little after one in the afternoon, they went into the diner and Marie asked if they are still serving lunch. The black woman behind the counter said “Sure honey, have a seat.”

As the afternoon went on, one at a time, several people, all black, came into the diner. They walked up to the woman at the counter, whispered something, and left. After this happened two or three times, it occurred to Marie that they were in a café for blacks. Oh. “But you know,” Marie said, “nobody made us feel uncomfortable. We had a nice lunch and got back on the road.”

Hearing this story, and knowing the volatile racial climate of Little Rock in the 60’s, this story is amazing. Who is my neighbor? To the woman running this diner, her neighbors were a family from Mississippi traveling across Arkansas who needed lunch. Austin and Marie became her neighbors as soon as she helped them on the side of the road.

The lawyer in the story accepts Jesus’ revision of the Torah. He learns that the one who shows mercy like the Samaritan is the neighbor, not those who share family or heritage like the priest and the Levite. What might have started as a theological exercise between the lawyer and teacher becomes more when the Torah comes to life in Jesus Christ.

When the law comes to life, we can no longer answer these questions like we’re taking a college entrance exam. We now have to answer the questions with our hands even more than we do with our heads. Jesus commands us to be good neighbors; loving the Lord our God with all our heart, and with all our soul, and with all our mind; and our neighbor as ourselves. On this the words of the Law and the prophets hang.

This is our call, this is our vocation. It is no longer enough just to do what the written law tells us; now there is more. We are called to this new word of discipleship when he charges the lawyer, “Go, and do likewise.”

So, let’s make the most of this beautiful day; since we’re together we might as well say: Would you be mine? Could you be mine? Won’t you be my neighbor?

[1] Rogers, Fred, “It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood.” Pittsburgh, PA: Family Communications, Inc., 1967.
[2] KAFT is the Arkansas Educational Television Network/Public Broadcasting System affiliate in Fayetteville, Arkansas.
[3] Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mister_Rogers%27_Neighborhood, retrieved July 8, 2010
[4] Leviticus 19:18, Deuteronomy 6:5
[5] “Adlet and Blink,” Commentary section, from Homiletics Online, http://homileticsonline.com/subscriber/printer_friendly_installment.asp?installment_id=930000347, accessed June 10, 2007.
[6] Cousar, Charles B., Gaventa, Beverly R., McCann, Jr., J. Clinton, Newsome, James D., Texts for Preaching, A Lectionary Commentary Based on the NRSV, YEAR C. Louisville, KY: Westminster John Knox Press, 1994, page 427.
[7] Kittel, Gerhardt, “Theological Dictionary of the New Testament, vol. vi, page 316
[8] Galloway, Paul, “How Jesus Won the West: Christianity became dominant because it offered better ideas and unexpected mercy,” The Lutheran, November 1998, 19.
[9] Thompson, Marjorie J. “Soul Feast” Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, 1995, 127.

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Visions and Revisions

This sermon was delivered at the First Presbyterian Church in Berryville, Arkansas on the 15th Sunday of Ordinary Time, July 15, 2007.

Amos 7:7-17
Psalm 82
Colossians 1:1-14
Luke 10:25-37

May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable to you, O Lord, our rock and our redeemer. Amen.

The other night, Marie Jackson[1] told this story:

She, Austin and the kids were going from Mississippi to Oklahoma to visit family. It was the mid 1960’s and the boys were still quite young. Well, it was about noonish when they hit Little Rock and the kids were hungry. Austin and Marie didn’t want to pull off the highway in Little Rock, so Marie promised the boys that they would get some lunch as soon as they got past the city. Well, being the mid 60’s there wasn’t one or six fast food places at every exit, so they ended up traveling quite a way before finding a little diner. They got out of the car, and I bet the boys were cheering as they went to the door. By now, it’s a little after one in the afternoon, they go into the diner and Marie asks if they are still serving lunch. The black woman behind the counter says “Yes, take a seat.”

Today we read Luke’s account of “Jesus and the Lawyer.” This is also called “The Injured Traveler,” but usually it’s called “The Good Samaritan.” This story has been told so often by so many that the term “Good Samaritan” is known by people who have never seen a bible. People who hear this story are dared to imagine that in the light of a society that doesn’t care for the injured, the sick, and the poor; they are called to be caring and generous toward a stranger. But this misses the point of the story.

One of the common ways to understand the parables is to try to decipher the code, figuring out who God is and who we are in the story. But doing that with this story, we lose an important piece of it. The parable Jesus shares is important, but in Luke’s version, it is more important to focus on Jesus and the lawyer.

This reading has a strange format, it goes question—question/answer—answer. In Matthew’s gospel, this parable takes the usual question and answer format, but not in Luke’s. In Luke’s gospel, the lawyer asks “What must I do to inherit eternal life?” Jesus, like a teacher checking to see if a student has done the assigned reading asks, “Well, what is written in the law? What do you read there?” Jesus may be the teacher, but as an expert in the law, the lawyer ought to know the answer to this question too.

The lawyer answers this question in a perfect recitation from Leviticus and Deuteronomy[2] saying, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.” Jesus tells him that he has given the right answer. One thing trial lawyers learn is never to ask a witness a question that you don’t all ready know the answer. This guy must have been in class that day. Jesus affirms the lawyer’s answer saying, “Do this, and you will live.”

The question of inheriting eternal life was much discussed in the time before the writing of Luke’s gospel. The experts in the law commonly accepted that observance of the Torah was essential to inherit eternal life.[3] Using these commands from Leviticus and Deuteronomy to answer the question, the lawyer and the teacher agree that observing the Torah was the key to inherit eternal life. So when Jesus and the lawyer agree, they are sharing the truth of thousands of years of tradition.

But the lawyer’s questions are more than an academic or rabbinic exercise. He wants to justify himself. So he asks Jesus another question, “Who is my neighbor?” This is an important question, more important than we may suppose. What gets lost in the translation of Leviticus is that the original command to love the neighbor specifies “your kin” and “any of your people.”[4] The lawyer wants to be justified that by helping his family and his people he will inherit eternal life. So given the law of the Torah, his question is legitimate.

Then Jesus answers him with a question again. Jesus asks him, “So based on this little story, which of these three, the Priest, the Levite, or the Samaritan, do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of the robbers?”

I know what you’re thinking: I left out the most famous part! Don’t worry, I’ll get back to the parable, but I dropped it out here to show this odd Lucan pattern again, question—question/answer—answer. The lawyer asks, “Who is my neighbor?” and Jesus asks him back, “Who do you think was a neighbor?”

The lawyer answers, “The one who showed him mercy was a neighbor.” In saying this, the lawyer, the expert in the law tells the world that being a neighbor is about more than just being kin or members of the same nation. It has to do with mercy; it has to do with action. Being a neighbor now means more than it did in Leviticus. Jesus answers him, “Go, and do likewise.” Jesus shares with the man the vision of inheriting eternal life written in the Torah. Then he shows the lawyer that the Living Torah, the person and the work, and the word of Jesus Christ, revises the Torah given to Moses.

Vision and revision, we have a vision of what this parable means. We have a vision of what inheriting eternal life looks like. We have a vision of what justification and justice and security and peace look like, but in Jesus, all that is in our vision faces his revision.

Looking at the parable, we have a man, presumably a Jew since there’s no reason to tell the Lawyer a story about a foreigner. He is going from Jerusalem to Jericho and he is robbed and stripped; beaten and left half dead. Then a priest and a Levite pass by the man, they even cross the road before passing by him. It is easy to pass harsh judgment on these characters in Jesus’ tale. After all, they leave a half-dead man on the side of the road. But let’s not be so rash. It was illegal for the priest and the Levite to touch a dead man. They couldn’t even touch a dead parent without violating the law.

We cannot know for sure, but there is a fifty-fifty chance these men were going from Jericho to Jerusalem, possibly for some festival or observance at the temple. They had responsibilities. They had places to be and things to do. If they had touched a dead man, even to see if he had a pulse or a wisp of breath, they would have become unclean. If the victim were alive and bloody, as our traveler is, they still would have been ceremonially unclean and unable to participate in temple activities in Jerusalem.

Who hasn’t passed a car on the side of the road without helping because there was someplace else to be? I have. Yeah, I’ve stopped a couple of times and helped, but considering the hundreds of times I haven’t stopped, the math is hardly in my favor. The priest and the Levite weren’t being evil, they weren’t even being callus. They were just two guys doing what people do. Frankly, these two aren’t role models for the good neighbor award, but they are hardly the villains they are so often made out to be.

Then the Samaritan comes upon the scene. Often this is where the parable looses its edge. So far in the past, it is hard for us to know the hostility between the Jews and the Samaritans. There was bitter tension between these two peoples.[5] The Samaritans were a mixed race of people, Jews from the half tribes of Ephraim and Manasseh who were assimilated by Assyrian invaders over 700 years earlier.[6] They had opposed the rebuilding of the temple and Jerusalem.[7] They constructed their own place of worship on Mount Gerizim. In short, they were ceremonially unclean, socially outcast, and religiously heretical.[8] The Samaritans were the polar opposites of the priests and the Levites.

We have heard the story so many times that the true magnitude of the scandal is nowhere to be found. We boo the priest and the Levite, and we cheer the Samaritan like the audience of a puppet show. By the end of this story we all want to be the Samaritan. But time has taken the scandal from our reading of this story. The scandal is that no one hearing this story in its original time and place would have ever wanted to be the Samaritan, and suddenly the Samaritan is our neighbor.

We claim to live in an enlightened society, but being enslaved by sin and death and polluted by our own corruption,[9] we are unable to travel this lofty road. In Asia, the fate of the Samaritans has been the lot of Amer-Asian babies, especially those born since the 1950’s to American GI’s in the Korean and Vietnam Wars. The fate of the Samaritan is shared by mixed race peoples in the United States, especially those of mixed African and European descent.

The fate of the Samaritan is found in North America and Australia in the way the aboriginal population was and is treated by the European immigrants. The Indian Caste system created a caste of “untouchables” who are treated much like the Samaritans were treated by the Jews.[10] Those who come to the US today seeking a better life using the immigration laws from the 1620’s face the indignity of the Samaritan in America today while often being used as a source of cheap labor.

We are an enlightened society, we live by rules and laws, we live by a vision of the dream of “one nation under God, indivisible,” but under God, we are faced with the truth that our vision is subject to the revision of Jesus Christ. And we live as slaves to sin, a sin that threatens to divide us all.

So the Jackson’s go into a diner outside of Little Rock and Marie asks if they are still serving lunch and the black woman behind the counter invites them to take a seat. As the afternoon goes on, one at a time, several people, all black, come into the diner. They walk up to the woman at the counter, whisper a question, and leave. After this happens two or three times, it occurs to Marie that they are in a café for blacks. Oh. “But you know,” Marie says, “nobody made us feel uncomfortable. We had a nice lunch and got back on the road.”

Hearing this story, and knowing the volatile racial climate in Little Rock in the 60’s, this story is amazing. Who is my neighbor? To the woman running this diner, her neighbors were a family from Mississippi traveling across Arkansas who needed lunch. Austin and Marie became her neighbors as soon as she helped them on the side of the road.

The lawyer in the story accepts Jesus’ revision of the Torah. He learns that the one who shows mercy like the Samaritan is the neighbor, not those who share family or heritage like the priest and the Levite. What might have started as a theological exercise between the lawyer and teacher becomes more when the law comes to life in Jesus Christ. The question isn’t so much “Who is my neighbor?” as it is “Am I a neighbor?”[11] When the law comes to life, we can no longer answer these questions like we’re taking a college entrance exam. We now have to answer the questions with our hands even more than we do with our heads. Jesus commands us to be good neighbors when he tells the lawyer, “Go, and do likewise.”

[1] This name has been changed.
[2] Leviticus 19:18, Deuteronomy 6:5
[3] “Adlet and Blink,” Commentary section, from Homiletics Online, http://homileticsonline.com/subscriber/printer_friendly_installment.asp?installment_id=930000347, accessed June 10, 2007.
[4] Cousar, Charles B., Gaventa, Beverly R., McCann, Jr., J. Clinton, Newsome, James D., Texts for Preaching, A Lectionary Commentary Based on the NRSV, YEAR C. Louisville, KY: Westminster John Knox Press, 1994, page 427.
[5] Craddock, Fred B., Interpretation, A Bible Commentary for Teaching and Preaching: Luke. Westminster John Knox Press: Louisville, KY, 1990, page 150-151.
[6] Samaritans, Interpreter’s Dictionary of the Bible. 21st Printing, 1992, Buttrick, George A., Editor. Nashville: Abingdon Press, 1962, electronic version 2002.
[7] Ezra 4:2-5, Nehemiah 2:19
[8] Craddock, Ibid, page 150.
[9] Calvin, John, The Institutes of Christian Religion, Volume 2. Battles, Ford Lewis, Translator. The Westminster Press, 1960, AGES Software Version 1.0, Albany, OR, 1998, page 111.
[10] The Caste system has largely become a thing of the past, especially in the cities, but this does not mean that vestiges of it do not continue. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_Caste_System, accessed July 14, 2007.
[11] Halverson, Richard C., Animating Illustrations section from Homiletics Online, ibid.