REMEMBER ME...

Sunday's Gospel Reading is part of the church's tradition about Jesus's last words on the cross. You find one statement in Matthew; one in Mark; three in John; and three in Luke. Sunday's Lukan passage is also the basis of Jacques Berthier's famous 1978 Taize hymn, "Jesus, Remember Me."

Many social scientists tell us the worst punishment for Filipinos is solitary confinement. Many Filipinos turn on radios and televisions when they are alone--not to listen or watch, but simply to create a semblance of community.  God did not create us to be alone. No one deserves to be alone. Worse, no one deserves to be forgotten.

This was the plea of the man who was crucified with Jesus: Remember me. We often forget that many people do not fear death. What they really fear is oblivion; that they will be forgotten; that no one will remember them.

God's gift of grace creates communities. And these communities of grace are founded on a shared commitment to memory and remembrance. God does not want anyone to be alone. God does not want anyone to be forgotten. 

God remembers. Always. 

You and I, as followers of Jesus are challenged to race against erasure and to dedicate our lives to celebration, to commemoration, to ritualization. 

And to remember. Always. 

*art, "Dismas," (Thomas Puryear Mims, 1906-1975), at the Benton Chapel (Vanderbilt University). Tradition names the repentant man crucified with Jesus as Dismas.

THE CHURCH IS NOT A BUILDING

Sunday's Gospel Reading reminds us of Herod the Great's major renovations on the Jerusalem Temple that, according to Jesus, was built from the offerings of widows and other very poor people. 

Jesus said, "Not one stone will be left here upon another; all will be thrown down!" And he was right. 

We are uncomfortable with a Jesus who speaks of doom, destruction, and death. We do not wish to see Jesus brandishing a whip while driving out those who were selling and buying in the Temple, including the moneychangers. We do not want to acknowledge that Jesus can be angry--and violently angry, at that.

We are so used to the Jesus we have created in our image. We are so used to the huge cathedrals and grand buildings we have created to make us comfortable when we come together in his name. We have even come up with the phrase "Sunday best", air conditioning, and exclusive seating inside these walls we have built as imposing monuments of our faith in God. Remember Jesus’s words, "Not one stone will be left here upon another; all will be thrown down." 

Friends, our comforts have made us forget that the church is not a building. It never was. It never will be. It has always been people: people who love; people who serve; people who offer their lives so that others may live, like Jesus did.

And when the cathedrals and buildings we've put up cease to serve their purpose, we should not be surprised when Jesus himself tears them down. 

*I took this photo of the Western or "Wailing Wall" in the Old City of Jerusalem last 9 August 2016. The wall is a remnant of the retaining walls Herod built for the Temple Mount. 

MOURNING HAS BROKEN

(In honor of those who survived and in memory of those who perished when Super Typhoon Haiyan/Yolanda hit the Philippines on 8 November 2013.)

Mourning has broken, like ev’ry mourning

Lives have been broken, thousands left dead

Praise for the singing, praise for the morning, 

Poor folk rebuilding, hon'ring their dead

Sweet the world’s caring, manna from heaven

Each other’s keepers, one body, one mass

Working together, welcome each morning

God recreating every new day.

Welcome the sunlight, rise from our mourning

Labor ‘til twilight, so children can play

Crucified peoples, God’s resurrection

Our liberation, three days away!

Mourning has broken, like ev’ry mourning

Lives have been broken, thousands are dead

Grace for our mourning, grace for each morning, 

Praise for the springing, life for the world. 

*NEXSAT satellite image of Typhoon Haiyan from the US Naval Research Lab (November 7, 2013, 2:30am)

THE ASSOCIATE PASTOR

Katharine Doob Sakenfeld, one of my teachers at Princeton, shared this story with me. It resonates with Sunday's Gospel Reading.

Now there were seven brothers who were all pastors. The first served as Administrative Pastor in a big church. A woman pastor served as Associate Pastor. The first brother died so the church appointed the second brother as Administrative Pastor. The woman remained Associate Pastor. The second brother died so the church appointed the third brother to take over. The woman remained Associate Pastor. The third brother died as well, and so in the same manner, all the brothers died. All were appointed Administrative Pastor. And the woman remained Associate Pastor. 

Finally, the woman also died. In the resurrection, which brother will she work with as Associate Pastor? 

Our faith communities affirm that everyone is created in God's image. We believe in the priesthood of all who believe. We declare that in Christ there is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female.

Yet women, in so many situations, remain subordinate to--or worse--property of men. They cannot be ordained in many denominations. Their salaries are 80% of men's, if not lower. And they are harassed in places and spaces that are supposed to be safe. 

Friends, you and I as followers of The Way, need to work harder to make sure that our faith affirmations become realities for women, children, and the most vulnerable among us. 

*Image from Shedarts Store, San Jose, CA. 

THE OTHER RICH YOUNG MAN

In the Gospel of Luke, we have “enemies who love:" those who serve the least, who take the side of those whose only hope is God, who completely subvert expectations. 

Historians tell us how so many in Occupied Palestine hated the Romans, the Samaritans, and tax collectors. But in Luke, the Roman Centurion, the Samaritan on the road connecting Jerusalem to Jericho, and Zacchaeus, the chief tax collector, are presented as models of faith. They are "enemies who love."

The Centurion not only loved the Jewish people and built their synagogue, he also loved his slave dearly and sought help from the Jewish community when the latter was ill and close to death. We all know about the Samaritan who was a neighbor to the Jew who fell into the hands of robbers.

Then, there is Zacchaeus in Sunday's Gospel Reading. There are two important things in the passage that many English Translations do not emphasize. Scholars have been raising these points for a long time.

First, he was young, not short. And he was a very young but very rich chief tax collector, not just your regular hated publican. The passage tells us how the people ostracized him. For them, he definitely did not belong. For them, he, most definitely, was not a child of Abraham. 

Second, the verbs in verse 8 are in the present tense. Even present progressive. Not future. Zacchaeus did not promise to give back half of his possessions to the poor. He did not promise to pay back those he has defrauded four times as much. HE WAS ALREADY DOING BOTH! He was already doing acts of justice which Jesus commanded the rich to do in order to enter the Kingdom of God. 

The Synoptic Gospels all narrate the story of the rich young man who could not follow Jesus's command to the wealthy. Zacchaeus is the other rich young man who could. And did. 

For Jesus, Zacchaeus was, most definitely, a child of Abraham!

Maybe there's still a path to salvation for the very, very rich old and young men in government who have defrauded the masses worse than Zacchaues did. 

*Art, "Zacchaeus welcomes Jesus," JESUS MAFA, 1973, Cameroon (from the vanderbilt divinity library digital archives).

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THE PHARISEE AND THE TAX COLLECTOR

Pharisees loved God and country. They were very religious, highly trained, upright, and totally against the Roman Occupation of Palestine. They were loved by the masses in contrast to the elitist Sadducees who belonged to the ruling class. Let us not forget that Paul, Nicodemus, Joseph of Arimathea, and Gamaliel were Pharisees. 

In Sunday's Gospel Reading from Luke, the Pharisee was telling the truth. Everything he said in his prayer was true. 

Tax collectors, like Zacchaues and Levi (aka Matthew), were probably the most hated people during Jesus’s time. They worked for Rome and were considered collaborators and traitors. 

In Sunday's lection, everything the tax collector said in his prayer was also true. 

Both men were truthful. What's the difference? 

The tax collector judged himself and found himself needing God's mercy. The pharisee judged the tax collector and found the tax collector needing God's mercy. 

Then and now, we all need God's mercy. Especially those of us who--like the pharisee-- think we do not. 

*art, "The Pharisee and the Publican," JESUS MAFA, 1973 (from the vanderbilt divinity library digital archives)

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THE PARABLE OF THE WIDOW AND THE UNJUST JUDGE

Homilies on this parable tell us that if we persist, like the widow, in prayer, pleading to God, then God, like the judge, will relent.

Dear Friends, let us stop imagining that the judge in the story is God. He is not. He is a judge that did not fear God nor respect people. Jesus calls him an unjust judge. He is like so many in the world's justice systems that serve the powerful, the propertied, and the privileged. 

And then there's the widow. Widows are among the three most dispossessed people in the Bible (along with orphans and refugees), crying out for justice like so many in Gaza, in the Philippines, in Myanmar, and other places today. 

Development aggression, militarization, large-scale mining, human trafficking, and the culture of impunity perpetuated by powers and principalities fueled by insatiable greed and lust for profit have produced thousands of widows. All crying out, all relentless, all persistent in their quest for justice. 

And the unjust judge relents. Not because he had a change of heart. The situation changed because the widow never gave up. Morning, noon, and night. Rain or shine. She was in his face. Standing her ground. She never lost hope. She fought for justice and justice prevails at the end. Then and now, widows who fight for justice never give up. 

Justice always prevails. This is why we should always choose justice. And always stand with widows and orphans and refugees and everyone whose only hope is God. 

Justice will always prevail. 

*Art, "Parable of the Widow and the Unjust Judge," from Art in the Christian Tradition, a project of the Vanderbilt Divinity Library, Nashville, TN. https://a.co/d/7ACdLTy

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