This sermon was heard at the Federated Church in Weatherford, Oklahoma on Sunday June 18, 2016, the Twelfth Sunday in Ordinary Time. Happy Father's Day.
1Kings 19: 1-4, 8-15a
Psalm 42-43
Galatians 3:23-29
Luke 8:26-39
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable to you, O Lord, our rock and our redeemer. Amen
Last week during the collection of the prayers, when the shooting at Pride in Orlando was mentioned, I had seen the headline on my internet newsfeed, but had not read the article. The headline was poorly constructed because the way I read it, it sounded like over fifty law enforcement officers had been shot and killed. I knew if I said this to Marie she would have been so very upset she would have been beyond consolation, so I kept it to myself. When it was mentioned in church I didn’t share my misconception and I’m glad I did not for all the right reasons. Then I found out what really happened, that was enough of an atrocity.
Marie and I have been living without TV for a little over two years now. There are some things each of us miss. She would love to see her favorite crime shows, but she’s been catching up on them between unpacking boxes. She has also been very patient waiting for me to get Starz so she can see Outlander. Me, I miss ESPN. I didn’t get to see my hometown baseball team in either of the last two World Series and I missed that. What I haven’t missed and will never miss is cable news.
News on television has quit being news. It has become 24-hour editorial. I’ll agree that every news outlet has an editorial bias, but we’ve gone way beyond bias and gone to a slant that makes the Leaning Tower of Pisa look vertical. What I’ve avoided on cable news I’ve gotten on the computer, and it’s 99.9% noise.
People yelling at each other, both literally and figuratively. It’s as if the loudest wins. Not the best or the smartest points take the day, it’s the loudest points that take it instead. Then comes the bickering. The infernal bickering between “friends” done in Hatfield/McCoy style. It’s when Gun Control folks look like they want to kill you that you know it’s getting real.
The problem with that though is that truth is never found in the noise.
Consider Elijah…
Just before our passage, Elijah had set the people to kill the 450 prophets of Baal who ate at Jezebel’s table. Of course this doesn’t make the queen happy. You know the saying “behind every great man is a great woman.” Considering we know the name Jezebel from scripture and the name Ahab from Moby Dick, I think I know which one has left a greater impression on our culture and on us.
Elijah might be mighty; he knows he has the Lord on his side, but he also knows when it’s time to pick up his cape and his staff and get out of Dodge. Jezebel gets the news and she gets… upset. She’s come after Elijah with both barrels blazing.
Reaching Beersheba Elijah leaves his servant behind and travels into the wilderness. He has made his way into places where people don’t go. He has evaded capture. He is where nobody will find him. He is safe. In his newfound safety he cries out, “I have had enough, Lord. Take my life.” More a cry of passive suicide than victory.
He has won! He has evaded capture. As long as he has water he can survive, but you know what, he is done. Elijah has had enough. Elijah is sick and tired of being sick and tired. He knows truth and light are on his side and there are 450 prophets of Baal enjoying their afterlife to prove it. The Lord accepted Elijah’s sacrifice while Baal has proven to be the lump of clay it is. His servant is faithful. His Lord is faithful. And Elijah is finished. Done. Kaput. He lay down, fell asleep, awaiting his fate.
Fate was not going to make a final stop under that broom tree, not today. Fed by an angel, Elijah travelled forty days and forty nights to Mount Horeb. Finding a cave to where he slept. The next day the Lord asked the simplest of all questions, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”
Elijah wasn’t shy either. Reading scripture, realizing this is a story, an oral tradition passed down from generation to generation long before it was written, I often wonder how this was told. What tone of voice was used? I imagine it could have been like Elijah was giving a report, like a branch manager to the CEO. But I also imagine a bit of whine in his voice, a prophet speaking to his Lord with more than a grain of “aren’t you paying attention to what’s going on with your people?
I can imagine Elijah starting with Hey, look here, “I have been very zealous for the Lord God Almighty. The Israelites have rejected your covenant, torn down your altars, and put your prophets to death with the sword. I am the only one left, and now they are trying to kill me too.”
The Lord, being the Lord, is of course the one to say, Relax, it’s going to be alright. “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.” Now Elijah knew two things about the appearance of the Lord. He knew: One, it was going to be impressive and Two, you can’t see the face of the Lord and survive.
So Elijah left the cave and went out to see the spectacle; and a spectacle he saw. There was a wind so great and powerful that it tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks. Then there was an earthquake. The ground beneath Elijah’s feet rumbled and rolled. The noise was great and frightful. Then came fire burning all that could burn and scorching all that would not burn. The crackling and popping and the sound of the air being sucked past him to fuel the fire would have been great and terrifying. Surely this impressive display of power is just the sort of impressive demonstration of the proverb “Fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.”
But the Lord was not in the wind.
Nor the earthquake.
Nor the fire.
Friends, I’m fifty-some years old. Some of you say, “That’s all?” The children think “Wow, people get that old?” Still, in those fifty years, which have been framed by the Kennedy assassination, urban riots, Watergate, the Charleston Nine, and the shootings at Pride; all around us we have been braced by the wind, felt the ground roll from the earthquake, and been singed by the flames. Our world has been stupid, I don’t care if you are conservative or liberal, left or right, rebellious or reactionary, progressive or regressive, Jew or Gentile, slave or free, male and female, our world has become less because people tend to listen to the noise when we should be listening to something else.
Elijah heard the noise, and he did not hear the voice of the Lord in the noise. He listened. He paid close attention. Then after the fury of the wind and the earthquake and the fire came a gentle whisper. When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave. Then the voice of the Lord asked him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”
Again, with the oral tradition I get to imagine the voice of the storyteller. I imagine a more reticent tone as Elijah repeats what he had told the Lord. In response, the Lord told him what to do. The Lord gave Elijah instructions and said “Go.”
In the words of Paul, there was a time when the nation of Israel lived under the custody of the Law, the Torah, until the faith could be revealed. The Law acted like a guardian taking care of the nation. Then the Christ came and we are now justified by faith and now that this faith has come, we are no longer under a guardian.
But we still tend to think and act like we not only need to but want to live under a legal guardian, and for some, any law will do. For some, bad law is better than no law at all. The perfect example of that are kids in gangs who live by a code we don’t understand.
So now in Christ Jesus we are all children of God through faith. We come to the font because we who were baptized into Christ clothe ourselves with Christ who is the living Torah, the living law. In this new way there is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus. We are not different; we are one in Christ. If you belong to Christ, then you are Abraham’s seed, and heirs according to the promise of God. We are heirs to what comes after the wind and the earthquake and the fire. We are heirs to God’s question, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”
Our world loves the wind and the earthquake and the fire, and we’ve got to stop paying attention to the noise that surrounds us and pay attention to the whispers from the voice of God in Christ. It’s time to stop arguing about the horrors of this world and if we can’t solve what’s going wrong surely we can be with the victims. We can offer cold water. We can hold a hand. We can shed a tear. There is no slave or free, for we are all brothers and sisters in Christ. There are no Jews or Gentiles—that would be people from our nation and people from other nations—there are only brothers and sisters in Christ.
This is the good news of Jesus Christ. The God who sent his Son to show us a better way, to be the better way, became the living Torah so we can live by faith and not under the law. This is the God who made Israel the children of God, a nation to be a blessing to the world. This same God sent his son Jesus so that we, the foreigners, the gentiles, can be part and parcel of that holy nation to be a blessing. This is what it means to be a holy nation, a Christian nation. It means that it’s time to listen for the whisper of God and be the heirs of what comes after the noise. Then “Go” where the Lord tells us to go; doing what the heavenly Father tells us to do.
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Sunday, June 20, 2010
Even in the Quietest Moments
This sermon was heard at the First Presbyterian Church in Berryville, Arkansas on Sunday June 20, 2010, the 12th Sunday in Ordinary Time.
1 Kings 19:1-15
Psalm 42 & 43
Galatians 3:23-29
Luke 8:26-39
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable to you, O Lord, our rock and our redeemer. Amen.
Marie has got me reading, "Eat, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert. According to the back cover, Gilbert’s tale is the story of how she left behind the outward marks of success and what she found in their place, "a balance between worldly enjoyment and divine transcendence."[1] One of the recurring themes of the book is prayer.[2] Throughout the text, Gilbert shares several of her prayers and God’s responses.
One example is when she is on her bathroom floor in the Manhattan apartment she shares with her husband and she prays, she begs, "Please tell me what to do" She repeats this prayer again and again. She finally hears what she says is her own voice, but a perfectly wise, calm, and compassionate version of her voice; a version of her own voice if it were filled with love and certainty. She hears this warm and affectionate voice say to her, "Go back to bed, Liz."
This voice, in five words, told her what she needed to know. It told her that there was nothing she could do about her situation at 3:00 in the A of M on that Thursday in November. In these five simple words this omniscient, intelligent voice told her that she was loved. In these five simple words, she knew that she would need all of her strength over the next few months, she knew she would need her rest.
The love of God as she understands God gives her the word, the answer to prayer in this most chaotic moment, "Go back to bed, Liz."
In the second part of her three part book, this dedicated student of yoga goes to India to an Ashram; a sort of monastery for yoga students. Like a monastery, the Ashram is not a tourist attraction. People come from all around the world to study and pray and serve. There is one chapel that’s open to the public, but the rest is for students. In that way, she says it’s more like a university than a chapel; it is for serious students, not casual visitors. In local terms, it’s more like Little Portion Monastery than like Throncrown Chapel.[3]
This is where she meets a man called Richard from Texas, and by her descriptions, Richard is all Texan. In a conversation one night about prayer, Richard shared, that at one time his prayer was always the same, "Please, please, open my heart. And please send me a sign when the event has occurred." Well, in Richard’s own words, be careful what you pray for. The author’s words are better than my recap, so in the words of Elizabeth Gilbert:
"After a few months of praying constantly for an open heart, what do you think Richard got? That’s right–emergency open-heart surgery. His chest was literally cracked open, his ribs cleaved away from each other to allow some daylight to finally reach into his heart, as though God were saying, ‘How’s that for a sign?’"[4]
Yep, how’s that? Signs, signs, oh how we look for signs. Sometimes the signs are as subtle as being told to go back to bed, sometimes they are as thunderous as open-heart surgery. Today, let’s look at some other signs.
Our reading from 1Kings has Elijah in some serious trouble, as is the way of the prophets. Elijah has just vanquished the prophets of Baal with a sword. He did what he was called to do by the Lord. Because of that, he was threatened with the same fate that befell the prophets of Baal. Why? Because Queen Jezebel was angry that’s what angry Queens do. As an Israelite, this may not have meant so much to King Ahab, but to Queen Jezebel, the one who was raised worshiping Baal, this was a huge deal and as we all know from thousands of years of experience, "If momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy."
So Elijah got up and fled for his life going to the southern end of the Kingdom of Judah to Beer-sheba. For those of us who don’t remember our Ancient Mid-East geography (let me raise my hand), the priests of Baal were killed in the neighborhood of the Wadi Kishon,[5] at the northern end of the northern Kingdom if Israel. Fleeing, Elijah went to the southern part of the Southern Kingdom of Judah. To flee Jezebel, Elijah went as far as he could go and still remain in the Holy Land.
Then he went one more day south.
Why did he go? Why did this hero of the Lord, this slayer of the prophets of Baal go so far away? He went to ask the Lord that he may die. He went south to declare he was no better than his ancestors and prayed that the Lord take his life. He prayed to die on his own terms. He was afraid and rightfully so. He got out of Dodge. I think he would rather let the Lord take him out than the Queen.
So when Elijah travels to the southern reaches of Judah and prays to die, the angel of the Lord appears telling him to get up and eat. The Lord then provided for Elijah’s needs for forty days and forty nights until he was ready for his next duty. In Elizabeth Gilbert’s words, the angel of the Lord told Elijah to get off the floor and go to bed.
The Lord asks Elijah why he was still there and Elijah protests. He reminds the Lord that Jezebel and the prophets of Baal have killed all of the other prophets of the Lord, and by the Lord’s help and protection, he put the prophets of Baal to the sword. He is a marked man and when it’s the Queen’s marking, peril isn’t far behind.
Now from the hand of the Lord, Elijah had received forty days and forty nights of food, water, and sleep, and still he still protests. (Of course, don’t we all protest the Lord now and then.)
So the Lord tells Elijah "Go out and stand on the mountain before the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by." Then he receives blessed assurance: "There was a great wind, so strong that it was splitting mountains and breaking rocks in pieces before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of sheer silence. When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood at the entrance of the cave."
Then there came a voice to him and asked, "What are you doing here?" Elijah protests one more time, actually, protest may be too strong. I imagine his protest is now more of an accounting of the last couple of months than shaking his fist at the Lord.
Elijah hears the rush of the great wind, a wind so strong that it split mountains and broke rocks. Then he hears the rumble and experiences the tremors of an earthquake. The fire follows with its burning light and searing heat. But the Lord is not in the wind or the quake or the fire. The Lord is not in any of this power, any of this destruction, any of this chaos. Then, then the sound of sheer silence falls.
When Elijah hears the silence, silence that can be heard, he wraps his mantle (his robe’s hood) around his face and went out, standing at the entrance of the cave. Then he is told that he has something to do, go to Damascus.
In all of the power and wreckage, Elijah does not find the Lord. Elijah finds the Lord in the still silence of creation in the midst of broken life. After this, he is given his next command, his next commission. Then this is not unusual. Our gospel reading vividly gives us the stillness of the Lord in the light of broken creation.
This is the sort of story that makes great movie. It begins with Jesus crossing over the sea to the country of the Gerasenes. It’s dramatic because it follows Jesus calming the storm. It’s dramatic because it is the first time the Good News is being taken to the Gentiles. It’s dramatic for what happens next.
Just as soon as the disciples get out of the boat, they are met by the man we call the Gerasene Demoniac. This man is infested with so many demons that they call themselves Legion. Based on the Roman Legion and its 1,000 soldiers, these demons consider themselves a vast and formidable force in this man’s body and soul. But this legion of demons knows one thing, they know that Jesus is Lord. Knowing they are to be exorcised, they ask not to be sent to the abyss.
So the legion of demons asks Jesus for permission to enter a nearby heard of swine. Jesus allows it to happen and the swine take a full gainer with a half twist down the bluff and into the lake. Since the Legion of demons meet their end in the sea this shows how the power of Jesus and how horrible the abyss must be as because demons were known to avoid water at all costs.[6]
We are told that this man was naked and lived at the city tombs. He did not live in a home and he was chained up like a dog; only to break his bonds and frighten everyone with his uncontrollable behavior.
Jesus hastens the man to change. In one fell swoop, the man is transformed from demon possessed to calm. He goes from the storms that raged in his mind and through his body to a man Luke tells us was in his right mind. He was possessed by a legion of demons, now he is filled with the grace and peace of Jesus Christ. This man is a new creation, a new creation in Jesus. From personal chaos, he hears the holy stillness of the Lord.
So what does he want to do, he wants what every good person who is personally blessed by the Lord should want to do. He wanted to follow, and he wasn’t planning to turn from the plow.
But this is not what the Lord has in mind. Instead, Jesus tells the man, "Return to your home, and declare how much God has done for you." Sound familiar? The Lord tells Elijah, Go, return on your way to the wilderness of Damascus." When he arrives at Damascus he is to anoint Hazael king over Arum. The formerly demon possessed man is told to return home. There he is to declare how much God has done for him.
In the midst of noise and terror; in the midst of unrest and fear; in the midst of all of the chaos that the world can give a human being, God is present. The signs of stillness, whether at the mouth of the cave as Elijah heard or in the tombs at Jesus’ side, the Lord is there with what is needed to be whole again. This is all the sign we need.
Then the Lord is there to show what we are to do next. Yes, there may be protest as our plans quickly become god’s chuckles, and the Lord shows us the way.
Dean of the Chapel at Duke University, The Reverend William Williman shares this story with Christian Century Magazine:
"This is really unacceptable," I told the first-year divinity student who had just informed me that she would once again not have her paper in on time. "You’re going to be a pastor. Pastors must be punctual. You can’t stand up on Sunday and say, ‘I had hoped to have a sermon for you today, but first one thing and then another came up. We’re going to break up into buzz groups instead of listening to me preach today.’"
"I agree with you," she told me. "I have few obvious gifts for ministry. I’m always late. I’m too old. I know I have no business being in seminary. I’ve told God that repeatedly. My being here is God’s idea, not mine."[7]
With wonder and joy, we are called by the Lord. We are not called in the wind, tremors, and fire that consumes this world. We are not called by the thousand voices that fill our heads with trouble and distress. We are called by the sheer silence Elijah hears. We are called by the still presence of the Lord. We are called to go, and return, just as both Elijah and this gentile hear. Even in the quietest moments, we hear the Word of God; loving us, empowering us, healing us, and sending us.
In the words of Paul’s letter to the Galatians, we are called to respond in the waters of our baptism, the waters that bring us together as a community. We are called not because it is the Law that brings us together to do what is right, or at least what’s not wrong. It is in Christ Jesus we are all children of God through faith, heirs according to the promise of God. Saved by grace through faith, we are called to respond the grace freely offered with thanks and discipleship, just as Elijah and the gentile do.
Willimon continues: Upon reflection, I thought [this seminarian] had it about right. We are in ministry, in service to God and God’s world, because we have been called and put here by a God who just loves to make something out of nothing.[8]
Eat, pray, love. In the presence of the God, Elizabeth Gilbert heard from the Lord while praying. Elijah and the Gentile man heard the God’s words too . Eat, pray, love. Pray, listen, and respond. Because even in the quietest moments, we hear the Lord cry out, the Lord our God who just loves to make something out of nothing.
Reference:
Cousar, Charles B,. Gaventa, Beverly R., McCann, Jr., J. Clinton, Newsome, James D., "Tests for Preaching, A Lectionary Commentary Based on the NRSV, YEAR C", Louisville, KY: Westminster John Knox Press, 1994, pages 391-40
Endnotes:
1. Gilbert, Elizabeth, "Eat, Pray, Love, One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India, and Indonesia." New York: Penguin, 2006, back cover Penguin Paperback edition.
2. Note: These lines were cut from the sermon: Gilbert prays to God, a god she describes as an experience of supreme love (page 14). While her description would not be good for a Trinity Sunday sermon, I would not say she is wrong. I would say it is incomplete.
3. Little Portion Monastery and Throncrown Chapel are two of the many spiritual sites in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. While Little Portion does have a conference center and hosts many workshops, the monastery is dedicated by the community to the Lord for worship and service. Throncrown Chapel is the dream of a man named Jim Reed. Designed by Arkansas Architect E. Fay Jones, the chapel has won many awards for its design of 425 windows and over 6,000 square feet of glass. The Little Portion Monastery can be found at http://littleportion.org/. Throncrown Chapel can be found at http://www.thorncrown.com/.
4. Ibid, page 139-140.
5. 1Kings 18:40.
6. Cousar et. al., page 398 .
7. Willimon, William H., "Summons to Ministry." Christian Century, February 21, 2001, page 7 as cited at HomileticsOnline.com, http://homileticsonline.com/subscriber/illustration_search.asp?item_topic_id=1653, retrieved June 15, 2010.
8. Ibid.
1 Kings 19:1-15
Psalm 42 & 43
Galatians 3:23-29
Luke 8:26-39
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable to you, O Lord, our rock and our redeemer. Amen.
Marie has got me reading, "Eat, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert. According to the back cover, Gilbert’s tale is the story of how she left behind the outward marks of success and what she found in their place, "a balance between worldly enjoyment and divine transcendence."[1] One of the recurring themes of the book is prayer.[2] Throughout the text, Gilbert shares several of her prayers and God’s responses.
One example is when she is on her bathroom floor in the Manhattan apartment she shares with her husband and she prays, she begs, "Please tell me what to do" She repeats this prayer again and again. She finally hears what she says is her own voice, but a perfectly wise, calm, and compassionate version of her voice; a version of her own voice if it were filled with love and certainty. She hears this warm and affectionate voice say to her, "Go back to bed, Liz."
This voice, in five words, told her what she needed to know. It told her that there was nothing she could do about her situation at 3:00 in the A of M on that Thursday in November. In these five simple words this omniscient, intelligent voice told her that she was loved. In these five simple words, she knew that she would need all of her strength over the next few months, she knew she would need her rest.
The love of God as she understands God gives her the word, the answer to prayer in this most chaotic moment, "Go back to bed, Liz."
In the second part of her three part book, this dedicated student of yoga goes to India to an Ashram; a sort of monastery for yoga students. Like a monastery, the Ashram is not a tourist attraction. People come from all around the world to study and pray and serve. There is one chapel that’s open to the public, but the rest is for students. In that way, she says it’s more like a university than a chapel; it is for serious students, not casual visitors. In local terms, it’s more like Little Portion Monastery than like Throncrown Chapel.[3]
This is where she meets a man called Richard from Texas, and by her descriptions, Richard is all Texan. In a conversation one night about prayer, Richard shared, that at one time his prayer was always the same, "Please, please, open my heart. And please send me a sign when the event has occurred." Well, in Richard’s own words, be careful what you pray for. The author’s words are better than my recap, so in the words of Elizabeth Gilbert:
"After a few months of praying constantly for an open heart, what do you think Richard got? That’s right–emergency open-heart surgery. His chest was literally cracked open, his ribs cleaved away from each other to allow some daylight to finally reach into his heart, as though God were saying, ‘How’s that for a sign?’"[4]
Yep, how’s that? Signs, signs, oh how we look for signs. Sometimes the signs are as subtle as being told to go back to bed, sometimes they are as thunderous as open-heart surgery. Today, let’s look at some other signs.
Our reading from 1Kings has Elijah in some serious trouble, as is the way of the prophets. Elijah has just vanquished the prophets of Baal with a sword. He did what he was called to do by the Lord. Because of that, he was threatened with the same fate that befell the prophets of Baal. Why? Because Queen Jezebel was angry that’s what angry Queens do. As an Israelite, this may not have meant so much to King Ahab, but to Queen Jezebel, the one who was raised worshiping Baal, this was a huge deal and as we all know from thousands of years of experience, "If momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy."
So Elijah got up and fled for his life going to the southern end of the Kingdom of Judah to Beer-sheba. For those of us who don’t remember our Ancient Mid-East geography (let me raise my hand), the priests of Baal were killed in the neighborhood of the Wadi Kishon,[5] at the northern end of the northern Kingdom if Israel. Fleeing, Elijah went to the southern part of the Southern Kingdom of Judah. To flee Jezebel, Elijah went as far as he could go and still remain in the Holy Land.
Then he went one more day south.
Why did he go? Why did this hero of the Lord, this slayer of the prophets of Baal go so far away? He went to ask the Lord that he may die. He went south to declare he was no better than his ancestors and prayed that the Lord take his life. He prayed to die on his own terms. He was afraid and rightfully so. He got out of Dodge. I think he would rather let the Lord take him out than the Queen.
So when Elijah travels to the southern reaches of Judah and prays to die, the angel of the Lord appears telling him to get up and eat. The Lord then provided for Elijah’s needs for forty days and forty nights until he was ready for his next duty. In Elizabeth Gilbert’s words, the angel of the Lord told Elijah to get off the floor and go to bed.
The Lord asks Elijah why he was still there and Elijah protests. He reminds the Lord that Jezebel and the prophets of Baal have killed all of the other prophets of the Lord, and by the Lord’s help and protection, he put the prophets of Baal to the sword. He is a marked man and when it’s the Queen’s marking, peril isn’t far behind.
Now from the hand of the Lord, Elijah had received forty days and forty nights of food, water, and sleep, and still he still protests. (Of course, don’t we all protest the Lord now and then.)
So the Lord tells Elijah "Go out and stand on the mountain before the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by." Then he receives blessed assurance: "There was a great wind, so strong that it was splitting mountains and breaking rocks in pieces before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of sheer silence. When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood at the entrance of the cave."
Then there came a voice to him and asked, "What are you doing here?" Elijah protests one more time, actually, protest may be too strong. I imagine his protest is now more of an accounting of the last couple of months than shaking his fist at the Lord.
Elijah hears the rush of the great wind, a wind so strong that it split mountains and broke rocks. Then he hears the rumble and experiences the tremors of an earthquake. The fire follows with its burning light and searing heat. But the Lord is not in the wind or the quake or the fire. The Lord is not in any of this power, any of this destruction, any of this chaos. Then, then the sound of sheer silence falls.
When Elijah hears the silence, silence that can be heard, he wraps his mantle (his robe’s hood) around his face and went out, standing at the entrance of the cave. Then he is told that he has something to do, go to Damascus.
In all of the power and wreckage, Elijah does not find the Lord. Elijah finds the Lord in the still silence of creation in the midst of broken life. After this, he is given his next command, his next commission. Then this is not unusual. Our gospel reading vividly gives us the stillness of the Lord in the light of broken creation.
This is the sort of story that makes great movie. It begins with Jesus crossing over the sea to the country of the Gerasenes. It’s dramatic because it follows Jesus calming the storm. It’s dramatic because it is the first time the Good News is being taken to the Gentiles. It’s dramatic for what happens next.
Just as soon as the disciples get out of the boat, they are met by the man we call the Gerasene Demoniac. This man is infested with so many demons that they call themselves Legion. Based on the Roman Legion and its 1,000 soldiers, these demons consider themselves a vast and formidable force in this man’s body and soul. But this legion of demons knows one thing, they know that Jesus is Lord. Knowing they are to be exorcised, they ask not to be sent to the abyss.
So the legion of demons asks Jesus for permission to enter a nearby heard of swine. Jesus allows it to happen and the swine take a full gainer with a half twist down the bluff and into the lake. Since the Legion of demons meet their end in the sea this shows how the power of Jesus and how horrible the abyss must be as because demons were known to avoid water at all costs.[6]
We are told that this man was naked and lived at the city tombs. He did not live in a home and he was chained up like a dog; only to break his bonds and frighten everyone with his uncontrollable behavior.
Jesus hastens the man to change. In one fell swoop, the man is transformed from demon possessed to calm. He goes from the storms that raged in his mind and through his body to a man Luke tells us was in his right mind. He was possessed by a legion of demons, now he is filled with the grace and peace of Jesus Christ. This man is a new creation, a new creation in Jesus. From personal chaos, he hears the holy stillness of the Lord.
So what does he want to do, he wants what every good person who is personally blessed by the Lord should want to do. He wanted to follow, and he wasn’t planning to turn from the plow.
But this is not what the Lord has in mind. Instead, Jesus tells the man, "Return to your home, and declare how much God has done for you." Sound familiar? The Lord tells Elijah, Go, return on your way to the wilderness of Damascus." When he arrives at Damascus he is to anoint Hazael king over Arum. The formerly demon possessed man is told to return home. There he is to declare how much God has done for him.
In the midst of noise and terror; in the midst of unrest and fear; in the midst of all of the chaos that the world can give a human being, God is present. The signs of stillness, whether at the mouth of the cave as Elijah heard or in the tombs at Jesus’ side, the Lord is there with what is needed to be whole again. This is all the sign we need.
Then the Lord is there to show what we are to do next. Yes, there may be protest as our plans quickly become god’s chuckles, and the Lord shows us the way.
Dean of the Chapel at Duke University, The Reverend William Williman shares this story with Christian Century Magazine:
"This is really unacceptable," I told the first-year divinity student who had just informed me that she would once again not have her paper in on time. "You’re going to be a pastor. Pastors must be punctual. You can’t stand up on Sunday and say, ‘I had hoped to have a sermon for you today, but first one thing and then another came up. We’re going to break up into buzz groups instead of listening to me preach today.’"
"I agree with you," she told me. "I have few obvious gifts for ministry. I’m always late. I’m too old. I know I have no business being in seminary. I’ve told God that repeatedly. My being here is God’s idea, not mine."[7]
With wonder and joy, we are called by the Lord. We are not called in the wind, tremors, and fire that consumes this world. We are not called by the thousand voices that fill our heads with trouble and distress. We are called by the sheer silence Elijah hears. We are called by the still presence of the Lord. We are called to go, and return, just as both Elijah and this gentile hear. Even in the quietest moments, we hear the Word of God; loving us, empowering us, healing us, and sending us.
In the words of Paul’s letter to the Galatians, we are called to respond in the waters of our baptism, the waters that bring us together as a community. We are called not because it is the Law that brings us together to do what is right, or at least what’s not wrong. It is in Christ Jesus we are all children of God through faith, heirs according to the promise of God. Saved by grace through faith, we are called to respond the grace freely offered with thanks and discipleship, just as Elijah and the gentile do.
Willimon continues: Upon reflection, I thought [this seminarian] had it about right. We are in ministry, in service to God and God’s world, because we have been called and put here by a God who just loves to make something out of nothing.[8]
Eat, pray, love. In the presence of the God, Elizabeth Gilbert heard from the Lord while praying. Elijah and the Gentile man heard the God’s words too . Eat, pray, love. Pray, listen, and respond. Because even in the quietest moments, we hear the Lord cry out, the Lord our God who just loves to make something out of nothing.
Reference:
Cousar, Charles B,. Gaventa, Beverly R., McCann, Jr., J. Clinton, Newsome, James D., "Tests for Preaching, A Lectionary Commentary Based on the NRSV, YEAR C", Louisville, KY: Westminster John Knox Press, 1994, pages 391-40
Endnotes:
1. Gilbert, Elizabeth, "Eat, Pray, Love, One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India, and Indonesia." New York: Penguin, 2006, back cover Penguin Paperback edition.
2. Note: These lines were cut from the sermon: Gilbert prays to God, a god she describes as an experience of supreme love (page 14). While her description would not be good for a Trinity Sunday sermon, I would not say she is wrong. I would say it is incomplete.
3. Little Portion Monastery and Throncrown Chapel are two of the many spiritual sites in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. While Little Portion does have a conference center and hosts many workshops, the monastery is dedicated by the community to the Lord for worship and service. Throncrown Chapel is the dream of a man named Jim Reed. Designed by Arkansas Architect E. Fay Jones, the chapel has won many awards for its design of 425 windows and over 6,000 square feet of glass. The Little Portion Monastery can be found at http://littleportion.org/. Throncrown Chapel can be found at http://www.thorncrown.com/.
4. Ibid, page 139-140.
5. 1Kings 18:40.
6. Cousar et. al., page 398 .
7. Willimon, William H., "Summons to Ministry." Christian Century, February 21, 2001, page 7 as cited at HomileticsOnline.com, http://homileticsonline.com/subscriber/illustration_search.asp?item_topic_id=1653, retrieved June 15, 2010.
8. Ibid.
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