Proper 10 2015
I spent a year one summer, while I
was in college, laboring for a company that did masonry work. As a laborer, it
didn’t mean that I was laying block—I would have to work with them for quite a
while before they would teach me that. Instead, I got to do things like run a
mixer, walk a wheel barrow along planks of wood like an acrobat—I was even told
to toss a big masonry saw to my boss a couple of times.
Anyway, for all of the nifty power
tools and machines that they used, these masons also used something as simple
as a plumb line. This is simply a weight attached to a string, which is used as
a reference line to keep a wall straight as it’s being built, row after row,
block after block.
The importance of a straight wall
is more than a matter of aesthetics, though. The weight of the whole structure,
and its soundness relies upon the walls being able to support everything. And
because maintaining the vertical line isn’t easy, the plumb line is used to
keep each row aligned with all of its previous ones.
The plumb line, then (as anyone
might well assume), is an ancient tool. It’s relatively simple, and we see it
mentioned in today’s Old Testament reading. The Prophet Amos is given a vision
of God holding a plumb line next to a wall—an analogy that would have been
easily understood by the people of this time. And God explains that the
injustices that had been committed by Israel (and a number of other nations
besides) weren’t going to be overlooked anymore. The people (God’s People
included) were about to be held to the standard that God had set. And they
needed to get themselves ready…because God promised the judgment would be the
destruction of Israel and Judah, and that many of the people would be taken
into exile.
As you can imagine, Amos didn’t get
invited to many parties after this…
But the great thing about Amos, is
that he’s essentially a nobody—this is a guy who is not formally trained, and
instead comes charging into Israel straight outta the backwaters of Tekoa, a
nowhere settlement outside of Judea. He’s a shepherd by trade, and apparently
pretty good at caring for sycamore trees, but definitely not prophet stuff.
Only, well…God’s called him to be a
prophet because once again God had gotten
a belly full of the callousness; the greed; and the complacency of the
People of God. What’s more, Amos is made all the more indignant by the fact
that these “People of God” have taken for granted their identity as a Chosen
People. They seem to take for granted that everything will just blow over, like
it always does…they feel entitled to it, in fact—angry prophets and divine
judgement not withstanding… So, no big thing…
After all, they’d heard all of this
before: don’t cheat, don’t steal, don’t exploit the poor… It’s the same old
song and dance, and I’m sure that like a lot of us, these people who were
hearing Amos were thinking to themselves—“Well, that isn’t me, and, besides,
I’m not trying to hurt anyone. I’m a nice person who’s just minding my own
business, and taking care of mine…”
So, what’s the big deal, do you
think?
Rabbi Abraham Heschel points out in
his book The Prophets, “The things
that horrified the prophets are even now daily occurrences all over the world.
There is no society to which Amos’ words would not apply (3).” But he adds
ironically, “[The prophets] speak as if the sky were about to collapse because
Israel has become unfaithful to God (5).”
Rabbi Heschel even muses about
whether or not God’s anger and the prophets’ indignation isn’t a bit out of
proportion to the cause. He continues by asking, doesn’t it seem “incongruous
and absurd that because of some minor acts of injustice inflicted on the
insignificant, powerless poor, the glorious city of Jerusalem should be
destroyed…” and the people sent into exile (5)? He even goes so far as to call
the outbursts of these prophets hysterical, and their judgements bitterly harsh…
However, to be fair, I should
probably mention that Rabbi Heschel was very active in the Civil Rights
Movement of the 1960s, and was a fierce opponent of the war in Vietnam. So, it
should be no surprise that he answers these questions by saying: “…[I]f such
deep sensitivity to evil is to be called hysterical, what name should be given
to the abysmal indifference to evil which the prophet bewails (5)?”
In other words, if speaking out
against injustices (as God demands) is considered irrational or crazy…what can
we say for being calloused, apathetic, or even enabling the injustices in the
world? Y’see, the problem isn’t just the people who are perpetrators of evil
and injustice. Like Israel, we’re all rubbing our hands together waiting for them to ‘get their payback.’ But just as
incriminating, the problem is also that there are so many of us who have
allowed ourselves to become unaffected by such injustices and evil. What’s
more, we’re not really interested in responding to it, and becomes a guilt of a
different sort.
Now to be fair, I suppose we could
claim that things like injustice, and evil are really big and amorphous—how does
one even really dig-in, and try to take on such things? What would it mean to
challenge the systemic issues in our world like poverty, human trafficking,
war, whatever?
But, really, there are some
practical ways to respond if we’re paying attention. Groups like Episcopal
Relief and Development are great places to start if you’re looking for a
multitude of ways to support, or even engage the church’s work in responding to
any number of these things… So, while we can’t do it all, we’re certainly not
powerless to do something, and there are resources to help us, which means it’s
not perhaps as difficult as we might imagine.
Of course, there would still be
some who would ask (and fairly I think), why we should focus all of our efforts
on people who are far away when we have so many problems right here at home?
And as long as we don’t use it as an excuse to do nothing, I would say that
because we are such a wealthy nation, and because of the many amazing
organizations that work to address need and systemic change, it requires much
less effort to help and support their work.
But that’s to say we don’t have to
make it an either/or decision, and can offer our support in a number of areas.
And, like most things, if more people even contributed a little, a whole lot
more good can be done.
So, maybe some of us are thinking, “Well, I’ve
given to Episcopal Relief and Development, I’ve given to the food pantry over
the years…why do I need to hear about this stuff.” Well, we need to hear about
this stuff because giving once in a while doesn’t mean that we’ve committed to the work—it means we’ve
reacted to what’s right in front of us. Giving to the food pantry once in a
while, when we remember, doesn’t mean we’re actively addressing poverty and
hunger in our area… And I know, we’re all busy, and we’re all over-scheduled,
and life happens—all of which is fair, and true.
However, it’s because we’ve allowed
things like busyness, distraction, inconvenience, and all of these other things
to become a rationale for our comfortable consciences… So, while we may feel
justified by giving of our time or money at some point—we’re not considering
that the problems we’re trying to help address are on-going. My 5 bucks that
went to help end human trafficking, and my box of Mac and Cheese that I gave
some time, a couple of months ago, have both long since found their use, and
the problems still persist in spite of it. My conscience is satiated for a
little while, I get my altruism fix, but this is not the same thing as
responding to, or taking responsibility for the call of God to the People of
God.
Our new Presiding Bishop—Elect, Bp.
Michael Curry, said in his sermon at the close of General Convention that “we are the Jesus Movement…” He was
preaching on the Great Commission from Matthew’s Gospel, and he says the most
important part of that command is “Go.” The secret to building the Church is to
“go” where the people are…
He also talks about the trailer for
the movie Son of God that came out a
year or two ago—and how it shows this moment when Jesus tells Simon Peter (who
had been fishing all day with no success)…Jesus tells him to cast his net on
the other side of the boat.
Bp. Curry makes the point that
Peter, like the Church, needs not only to cast the nets where the fish are—but
also to quit thinking that the way he’s been doing things is the only way to do
it. But, I might even add that this could have been a much shorter story if
Peter had simply not responded to
Jesus… What if Peter (well within his rights) just decided to ignore Jesus, and
drop him off right back on the lake shore where he’d found him?
I’d imagine Peter might have lived
a quiet life of desperation just like anyone, and would have faded into
obscurity like any number of other people who pass through the Jesus story,
untouched…
And perhaps this is the real
danger—not simply evil people doing bad nasty things in the world—but instead,
the danger of our own indifference to it: the subtle seduction of settling. The
slow death that comes from not wanting to be inconvenienced. I’m being a little
ironic, but it’s a real danger, because it’s indifference, and the illusion of
comfort and entitlement that tempts us to be insulated in what makes us feel
safe. The danger comes, then, when we miss the fact that our inaction begins to
scandalize the very faith we claim to be true. In other words, what we preach
becomes empty because we have no action to support them as proof. So not only do
we fail to respond to Jesus’ call to go and change the world, we become foils
for what we claim the Church of God to be.
We read in Revelation that Christ
calls believers to be either hot or cold, but the lukewarm he will spit out…and
it seems to me that we live in an age of lukewarm. Lukewarm, as we know is not
really hot, and not really cold—it’s just enough of one to not be the other—and
today it would seem that the Church is about the business of being just enough
of some things, but still enough of some other things, that (well) no one can
accuse us of being too hot or too cold. And while we may feel like this is some
sort of balance or compromise, instead what we’ve done is perpetuated the idea
that religion is a heavenly thing which is of no earthly good. What’s perhaps
worse is that we’ve failed to acknowledge this as a danger, and somehow still
wonder why our pews are getting emptier, and the Church is no longer a sign of
hope and help in the world.
But, here again, the message that
Amos brought to Israel wasn’t just judgment about committing injustice and
evil—it was also about the indifference of the faithful people of God to it.
Wherever that places each of us, I
don’t know—but I will say that this image of a plumb line is a good one. As the
Church, our lives and work in the name of Jesus are the very materials upon
which the Church stands—and likewise become the structure upon which the future
Church is continually built. So, it’s not only our responsibility to build
well, but also to build in such a way that the Church can be supported. So, what
would the plumb line be for us as people of God?
The simple answer, I suppose would
be the old chestnuts: the Baptismal Covenant, and love God and love your
neighbor… But the less simple answer demands even more from us. How do we begin
to really live like any of this actually matters?
Unfortunately, the way to figure
this one out requires some real soul searching—and that is something not even
Jesus can do for us, but something we have to choose for ourselves. Finally, I
would like to leave you with one last thing—this is a poem which was written,
actually, by Rumi, a 13th Century, Muslim, Sufi mystic…
"What Jesus Runs Away
From"
The son of Mary, Jesus, hurries up a slope
as though a wild animal were chasing him.
Someone following him asks, "Where are you going?
No one is after you." Jesus keeps on,
saying nothing, across two more fields. "Are you
the one who says words over a dead person,
so that he wakes up?" "I am." "Did you not make
the clay birds fly?" "Yes." "Who then
could possibly cause you to run like this?"
Jesus slows his pace.
"I say the Great Name over the deaf and the blind,
they are healed. Over a stony mountainside,
and it tears its mantle down to the navel.
Over non-existence, it comes into existence.
But when I speak lovingly for hours, for days,
with those who take human warmth
and mock it, when I say the Name to them, nothing
happens. They remain rock, or turn to sand,
where no plants can grow. Other diseases are ways
for mercy to enter, but this non-responding
breeds violence and coldness toward God.
I am fleeing from that.
"As little by little air steals water, so praise
dries up and evaporates with foolish people
who refuse to change Like cold stone you sit on
a cynic steals body heat. He doesn't actually feel
the sun." Jesus wasn't running from actual people.
He was teaching in a new way.
-- Version by Coleman Barks
"The Essential Rumi"
HarperSanFrancisco, 1995
The son of Mary, Jesus, hurries up a slope
as though a wild animal were chasing him.
Someone following him asks, "Where are you going?
No one is after you." Jesus keeps on,
saying nothing, across two more fields. "Are you
the one who says words over a dead person,
so that he wakes up?" "I am." "Did you not make
the clay birds fly?" "Yes." "Who then
could possibly cause you to run like this?"
Jesus slows his pace.
"I say the Great Name over the deaf and the blind,
they are healed. Over a stony mountainside,
and it tears its mantle down to the navel.
Over non-existence, it comes into existence.
But when I speak lovingly for hours, for days,
with those who take human warmth
and mock it, when I say the Name to them, nothing
happens. They remain rock, or turn to sand,
where no plants can grow. Other diseases are ways
for mercy to enter, but this non-responding
breeds violence and coldness toward God.
I am fleeing from that.
"As little by little air steals water, so praise
dries up and evaporates with foolish people
who refuse to change Like cold stone you sit on
a cynic steals body heat. He doesn't actually feel
the sun." Jesus wasn't running from actual people.
He was teaching in a new way.
-- Version by Coleman Barks
"The Essential Rumi"
HarperSanFrancisco, 1995
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