(Scriptures: 2
Samuel 18:5-15 Ephesians 4:25-5:2 John 6:35-51)
“I therefore, the prisoner in the Lord, beg you to lead a
life worthy of the calling to which you have been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing
with one another in love, making every effort to
maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.”
Ephesians 4:1-3
We’re now in mid-August, and for students, the summer break
is waning fast. Lots of merchants are
offering back to school sales. Some
churches do a special service for students – which I think I’d like to try here
– called the “blessing of the backpacks”.
Of course, many who graduated high school in the spring are going to
college, and will be living away from home.
The students look forward to greater independence, but parents worry –
will my son or daughter be ok? Will they
know enough to stay out of trouble, to avoid bad influences? Many parents are giving their son or daughter
a talk to remind them: “Remember what we’ve taught you. Remember who you are.”
“Remember who you are.” Today’s reading from Ephesians can
be summed up in those four words – “Remember who you are.” Over the past several weeks, the Epistle
readings have been from Paul’s letter to the church at Ephesus. A mixed congregation of Jews and gentiles,
Paul wrote them urging unity. He wrote
to praise the congregation for their faithfulness, reminded them of all God has
done for them through Jesus Christ, reminded them that, through Christ, the
dividing wall between Jew and Gentile had been torn down – and it was high time
for the folks at Ephesus to start living that way. Last week’s reading began with the words, “I
therefore, a prisoner of the Lord, beg you to lead a life worthy of the calling
to which you have been called.” In
today’s Gospel reading, Paul goes into more detail about what it means to lead
such a life, what it means to “remember who you are.”
Paul gets down to cases:
“Let us speak the truth to our neighbors, for we are members of one
another. Be angry, but do not sin; do
not let the sun go down on your anger and do not make room for the devil.
Thieves must give up stealing; let them labor and work honestly with their own
hands, so as to have something to share with the needy. Let no evil talk come out of your mouths, but
only what is useful for building up. Do
not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with which you were marked with a seal for
the day of redemption. Put away from you
all bitterness and wrath and anger and wrangling and slander, together with all
malice. Be kind to one another,
tenderhearted, forgiving one another…..”
These words sound almost impossible, but then Paul reminds us why
forgiveness is so important – “forgiving one another as God in Christ has
forgiven you.”
"Remember who you are."
Paul’s words give us picture of what it is to live a life worthy of the
calling to which we have been called. A
whole sermon series could be preached on each of these injunctions – speak the
truth to one another, do not let the sun go down on your anger, labor and work
honestly with your own hands, let no evil talk come out of your mouth, and so
on – but for today I’ll spare you the sermon series – and you’re welcome. Instead, I’d like to focus on the importance
of remembering who we are, of living lives worthy of our call as Christians, in
a world which preaches the exact opposite – and in God’s name.
“Be angry, but do not sin; do not let the sun go down on
your anger and do not make room for the devil”
We live in a society which continually seems to grow more divided, more
angry, Talk radio and TV commentators stir up resentment, distrust, and hatred,
and get paid big bucks to do it. They
laugh at their audience behind their back, all the way to the bank. Our country’s anger has given the devil lots
of space, and the devil has stirred up lots of trouble. The shooting in Aurora CO, followed by the
shooting in a Sikh Temple in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, didn’t happen in a vacuum –
when radio, TV and entirely too many TV and radio preachers are filling the air
with hate and mistrust 24/7, it’s inevitable that some number of mentally
unstable individuals will lose their precarious grip on reality, and lash out
in violence. Amid the constant drumbeat
of resentment, resentment, resentment – it’s essential that we remember that we
remember the calling to which we’re called as Christians, the calling to be
peacemakers and to love our enemies. It’s essential that we remember who we
are.
You don’t have to drive to Colorado
or hang out at Sikh houses of worship to see this sort of thing play out. Plenty of trouble stirring right here in
Bridesburg. Exhibit A, the kerfuffle
over the food cupboard sponsored by the Bridesburg Council of Churches. I know that Bridesburg is a proud
neighborhood, a “family first neighborhood” as the banners say, a neighborhood with
a strong effort of standing on its own two feet. The cherished images we have of Bridesburg
don’t include visions of hundreds of people waiting in food lines – having food
lines winding up and down Kirkbride Street
seems like something out of some old newspaper clipping about the Great
Depression. It’s a shock to realize that
people here, in Bridesburg, in our neighborhood, right now, are hurting. There
are lots of factors contributing to those food lines. Some are personal - doubtless in many cases
there are stories to be told of marriages and families falling apart under the
strain of unemployment, of people numbing themselves with drink or drugs to
make the pain go away. And there are
national and international forces at work - the diminished power of organized
labor, economic policies that reward corporations for sending jobs overseas,
predatory lenders foreclosing on mortgages and throwing people out on the
street, 30 years of political efforts to destroy the social safety net, on and
on. But Wall Street bankers and multinational
corporations and political leaders at all levels of government seem abstract,
faceless, too remote from us even to hear our anger, let alone to be threatened
by it. It’s much easier to blame the
victims, to take out our frustration on the folks in the food lines, blaming
them for their own problems. Far easier
to call the folks in the food line a bunch of drunks and junkies and scam
artists, accusing them of driving long distances to invade our neighborhood,
hog our parking spaces, trash our sidewalks, peer in our windows, and drive
home with our charitable donations.
So when our neighbors in Bridesburg start talking like this
– and they do, and they will - we need to remember who we are – followers of
Jesus Christ, who could have been born into a prominent Roman or Jewish family,
but instead was born into a poor family, who could have courted favor with the
rich, but instead chose poor and working class persons as his disciples, whose
mission it was to preach good news to the poor and liberation to the captive,
who told the rich young ruler that before he could follow Jesus he would have
to sell all he had and give it to the poor, who, in the words of the
Magnificat, “filled the hungry with good things and sent the rich away empty.” Yes, many
of the folks who come to the cupboard are dysfunctional, drunk, obnoxious. Yes, it’s inconvenient having them all
standing on Kirkbride Street, some of them three sails to the wind by 10 in the morning, with their trash and
their loud talk and their old rattletrap cars hogging up all the parking. But life is inconvenient for them as
well. It’s inconvenient for them to be
in poor, inconvenient for them to be unemployed, or perhaps working multiple
dead-end jobs that don’t pay a living wage, inconvenient for them to be
alcoholic or addicted, inconvenient for them to have children they can’t
support, inconvenient for them to have to stand in line for hours and depend on
the kindness of strangers, however good natured or well intentioned. The poor
in those lines at the cupboard are the poor for whom Christ died. The poor in those lines at the cupboard are
those of whom Christ spoke when he told those at his right hand, whatsoever you
have done unto the least of these my brothers and sisters, you’ve done it unto
me. When Jesus fed the five thousand, he
didn’t tell the disciples to administer breathalyzer tests or drug screenings
or asking the folks to show photo IDs or copies of utility bills to prove they
were local and lived in the right zip code.
Christ just fed them – just as God causes rain to fall on the good and
the bad, and sends blessing on the just and unjust. If we are to call ourselves followers of
Christ, we can do no less.
Jesus Christ said that the second great commandment, after
love of God, was love of neighbor. The
love of which Jesus spoke didn’t necessarily depend on liking our neighbor. Rather, the love of which Jesus spoke was
solidarity, standing by one’s neighbor whether you like your neighbor or
not. Like members of a labor union
realizing that an attack on one member is a threat to all.
The powers and principalities, those who practice spiritual
wickedness in high places, specialize in the game of divide and conquer. They set native-born against immigrant, white
against black against Hispanic against Asian, set Christian against Jew against
Muslim, set men against women, set straight against gay, set employed against
unemployed. They specialize in pointing
out the person here and there who cuts corners to get some extra food stamps or
other public assistance – and confabulate all manner of stories about welfare
queens. While they’re pointing over
there – “Look at that welfare cheat” - all the while they’re picking our back
pockets by passing laws that favor the rich and make life difficult for the
rest of us.
Bridesburg has a strong ethic of “sticking together”. And this is what Jesus calls us to do – stick
together – only we need to widen the circle, be willing to stick together with
a wider range of people, be willing to practice solidarity with all our
neighbors, not just a few. We need to
stick together, to practice solidarity – with the poor when they’re being
abused, with the unpopular when they’re being shunned. We might remember that most of us are
ourselves just a few paychecks or pension checks away from going hungry. We reap what we sow – and the solidarity we
practice may be the solidarity that saves us when the chips are down.
“I therefore beg you to lead a life worthy of the calling
to which you have been called, with all
humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, making every effort to maintain the unity of the Spirit
in the bond of peace.” May we at Emanuel
Church always lead lives worthy of the calling to which Christ has
called us. May we always remember who we
are – and may we always remember whose we are.
Amen.