Sunday, November 25, 2018

Discerning Devotion


Scriptures:              Ruth 3:1-5, 4:13-17    Psalm 127    Hebrews 9:24-28     Mark 12:38-44



Kazuo Ishiguro’s 1989 novel, The Remains Of The Day – later made into a movie starring Anthony Hopkins and Emma Thompson – is about Stevens, the head butler at Darlington Hall.  The novel is set in England, covering a period beginning in the 1930’s.   Stevens is entirely devoted to serving his employer, Lord Darlington, to the exclusion of any other concerns.  His sense of identity comes from his own dignity and professionalism as a butler; at several points throughout the novel, Stevens mentions various characteristics which for him define a great butler.  A housekeeper, Miss Kenton, would very much like to strike up a relationship with Stevens, even marry him, but Stevens feels that his duties do not allow for a relationship.   During an important conference held at Darlington Hall, Stevens’ father had a severe and ultimately fatal stroke, but Stevens carries out his butler’s duties even as his father lay dying – something on which Stevens prides himself as one of his life’s great triumphs.  Stevens knew that Lord Darlington was involved in world affairs, and felt that by carrying out his duties with utmost dignity and professionalism, he was in his own way doing his small part to shape the world.  Alas, as the novel goes on, we learn that Lord Darlington was a sympathizer and collaborator with the Nazis, a stance which would come to bring disgrace and ruin upon him.  An American eventually comes to own Darlington Hall, and Stevens does what he can to meet his new master’s demands, but in his old age,  he is beginning to make small mistakes and miss minor details.  As he says, “I gave my very best to Lord Darlington, and now I find I don’t have much left to give.”  Stevens had devoted the best years of his life, giving up marriage and children, giving up even saying goodbye to his dying father, to serving a master whose life’s work eventually came to be known as a mistake and a waste, if not an act of treason.  Stevens’ devotion to his master was total, and it was totally misplaced.
Our Gospel reading today lifts up sacrificial giving, while warning against those who would take advantage of the generosity of the faithful.  Jesus has entered Jerusalem, thrown the moneychangers out of the Temple, and has gotten into several controversies with the religious leaders.    In today’s reading he begins by warning his listeners against the teachers of the law, pointing out their love for the privilege that comes with their position – wearing flowing robes, receiving deference from the people, sitting in places of power.  While they make lengthy prayers in public, Jesus says, behind the scenes, they devour widows’ houses.   Not that they behave as literal termites, chewing into the support beams and such, but they encourage widows to give far beyond their means, leading them to lose their modest homes.
And then, as Jesus sits opposite the Temple treasury, along comes a poor widow to prove Jesus’ point.  Scholars tell us that in the Temple were thirteen receptacles, called trumpets because they were narrow at the top and flared wide at the bottom.  These receptacles or trumpets had specific purposes – the annual Temple tax, sin offerings, offerings to pay for turtledoves, wood, incense, and gold vessels used in the Temple, etc.[1]  As various coins were deposited, they would resound off the metal at the bottom, and by the sound, onlookers could tell whether the donation was large or small.  Jesus watched a number of wealthy donors make large donations, as the coins deposited made a satisfying ringing sound.  (This may be part of what Jesus had in the back of his mind when he talked of the hypocrites who sounded a trumpet when they gave alms.)  And then along came a poor widow, whose tiny donation of two lepta made a barely audible “clink-clink”.    Although the widow’s donation really was tiny – according to one source, two lepta would have been enough to buy three grapes[2] – Jesus said that she gave more than all the others with their generous gifts, because they out of their surplus, while the widow gave all she had to live on, trusting that God would provide. 
From our reading it may be hard to tell whether Jesus admired the widow’s faith, or was angered by the system that took advantage of it – and it may well have been both.   It is striking that immediately after Jesus’ words, the disciples begin oohing and aahing at the magnificence of the Temple, and Jesus says that the whole thing would soon be coming down, with not one stone left upon another.  We know from history that Jesus’ words came to pass, as the Romans destroyed the Jerusalem Temple in 70 AD.
Of course, we can think of parallels in our own time.  We read of televangelists and megachurch pastors who are constantly soaking their viewers and congregants for love offerings and other special offerings, while living in luxury and opulence.  We may remember reading of Robert Tilton, when in 1991, an investigative report by ABC found 10,000 pounds of prayer requests thrown out without having been read, while the checks that accompanied those donations were carefully cashed.[3]  We may remember the air-conditioned doghouse and gold-plated bathroom fixtures of Jim and Tammy Faye Baker.  More recently, Louisiana televangelist Jesse Duplantis famously told his followers that he needed $54 million to buy a new jet for his ministry.  He has three others, all paid for by his followers, but told his followers his ministry would be impeded without this fourth jet.  These preachers promote a gospel of prosperity, teaching that wealth is a sign of God’s favor – which would have been news to Jesus, who once said that he had no place to lay his head, and to the disciples who left everything behind to follow Jesus - and that Christians should give expecting that God may give more abundantly back to them in return – which sounds a bit like giving to God as an investment.   It’s a perversion of the Gospel, encouraging people to give in order to manipulate God and force God’s hand.  Poor and desperate people – who struggle to eat and maintain a roof over their head, and surely don’t have jets or air-conditioned doghouses - give to these ministries hoping that God will reward their faith, but most times, somehow the promised prosperity never quite reaches them.  And beyond this, we’ve all looked at magnificent church buildings, whether at the Vatican or the Cathedral of St. Peter and Paul on the Parkway, and wondered how many poor people could have been fed with the money used to pay for the construction.
But condemning greedy televangelists – and grieving their misguided followers – is like shooting fish in a barrel.  We need to look to our own house.  I’m grateful beyond words that Emanuel Church’s building is beautiful, but modest and manageable, even with our small numbers.  We do have significant repair needs – part of a front wall supported with wooden braces, wiring in need of upgrade, oil tanks in need of replacement – and maybe someday, we can add that chair lift.  And we need faithful tithers and givers – to tithe is to give a percentage of one’s income, traditionally 10% - members and friends willing to give in a disciplined way, willing to give even if it means forgoing some luxuries, willing to give even when it pinches.  And God will bless such giving, as when the widow at Zaraphath gave Elijah a small cake made from the very last bit of flour and oil she had in the house, that she planned to use for a last meal for her and her son before they starved, and we’re told that the flour and oil did not run out for many days.  God is faithful, even when his would-be servants may not be. 
But as we support Emanuel Church, it’s helpful to consider what it is we’re supporting.  When you – when I – give to Emanuel Church, in broad brushstrokes, our offerings support the upkeep, utilities, and insurance on our building, maintenance of our organ, grass cutting for our cemetery, the removal of snow and ice from our sidewalks, and stipends for Risa and myself – and most of my pay goes back into the plate.   These are the material resources that are used by the ministry here.  We also have designated giving  - change jars to support the Bridesburg council of churches food cupboard and the ministries of the Pennsylvania Southeast Conference, and smaller amounts to support our own homeless outreach.   But, to quote the words of the song by Peggy Lee, “Is that all there is?”  When we come to Emanuel Church, are we only coming to see a building, to walk through a cemetery, to hear Risa’s beautiful organ music, to hear my not always beautiful preaching?  “Is that all there is?” 
I’m hoping when we come here, we find more than a building, a cemetery, and organ music, and the memories associated with all of these.  I pray that this is a space where together we meet God and God meets us, where we meet each other and share the love that God has given us.  I pray that this is a place where lives are transformed for the better, indeed where we all find the new life in Jesus Christ.  I pray this is a space where children can grow up surrounded by the love of God and the members of the congregation.  I pray this is a space where we are fed, so that we can go forth from this place to bring God’s love to our neighbors.  I pray this is a place where, surrounded by conflict and injustice, we are inspired to work for peace and justice, as part of the calling to which God calls us.  Our Conference Minister, Rev Worley, from time to time asks churches the haunting question, “If your church closed, would anyone in your neighborhood notice.”    I do think our neighbors would notice if we closed, and perhaps mourn our passing.  Of course, I hope and pray – and work – so that we will be open for many, many years to come.
Our Old Testament story from Ruth shows another way of giving to God.  Ruth was a poor Moabite widow – descended from Israel’s ancient enemies - who pledged herself to her Jewish mother-in-law, Naomi, saying, “where you go, I will go, where you lodge, I will lodge. Your people will be my people, and your God my God.  Where you die I will die, and there I will be buried.”  Ruth, an alien to the people of Israel, a stranger, a refugee, literally gave herself as a living offering to Naomi and to Naomi’s God.  (We should remember this story when we read inflammatory news accounts about immigrants and refugees.)  Ruth gleaned in the fields of Boaz, who took kind notice of her.  And as we read today, they were married, and the Moabite Ruth became an ancestor of King David.  Ruth’s self-giving was richly blessed.  And if our financial resources are limited, we can still give of ourselves, in terms of time and talent, if not in treasure.
Then [Jesus] called his disciples and said to them, ‘Truly I tell you, this poor widow has put in more than all those who are contributing to the treasury. For all of them have contributed out of their abundance, but she out of her poverty has put in everything she had, all she had to live on.’”  My prayer is that God may multiply our sacrificial giving, the few loaves and fishes we have to offer, to feed the multitudes hungry for a word of hope, hungry for human connection, hungry for an encounter for the divine.  May it be so among us. Amen.




[1] https://www.bible-history.com/court-of-women/the_temple_treasury.html
[2] https://christiananswers.net/dictionary/mite.html
[3] ABC news segment:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T6-gyIblb8Y


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