Where Are You On Your Walk?

1 John 3:16-24

            Where do Jesus Christ and pop-culture meet?  The college sociology major in me likes to constantly dance with my interpretations of the Bible.   I seem to always be watching for signs and waiting on revelations as I consider popular phenomena.  I stay especially alert to the entertainment industry and how mass media influences the mainstream of our American culture.  As an individual person, as a parent and as a pastor, I want and need divine direction about how we friends of Jesus might faithfully respond to various trends.

             Sometimes I quite happily involve myself in the latest entertainment boom.   My recent fascination with all things related to The Hunger Games trilogy of books and their first movie adaptation is a good case point.   At other times I avoid like a plague whatever happens to be what all of the buzz is about … as in my absolutely avoiding anything and everything related to “The Jersey Shore” reality television spectacle.   And then there are the times when, like a fish suddenly snagged in a drag net, I unexpectedly find myself completely caught up.  

            I confess that there is one continually popular entertainment trend I never imagined I’d ever feel called to address in a sermon.   Yet I’m currently caught up in it, right along with my immediate family.  So please listen and process patiently as I attempt to have today’s Bible passage speak to it, even though the trend of which I am speaking has to do with … zombies!

            I’m making mention of these totally made up monsters of the human mind because in various art forms they are a deep gold mine for the entertainment industry.    Time and time again, people gladly pay to have this ghoulish experience.   

            On the silver screen, this genre was kicked off by the great Bela Legosi’s 1932 film, White Zombie.  It took a defining turn in 1968 with writer-director George Romero’s 1968 Night of the Living Dead.   And more recently, the action-comedy Zombieland gained a considerable audience.  

            Beyond film, folks were singing and dancing with the undead by way of Michael Jackson’s very successful 1982 music video for the song “Thriller.”   

            These days many personal computer owners are being entertained by a popular game application called “Plants and Zombies.”  

             And in the past two years, one of the hugest television hits of all time has been an apocalyptic themed series titled “The Walking Dead.”  

            There are lots of positive, pleasant and fun ways to relax, to temporarily escape the daily grind and woes of the world.   What is it that draws so many people to sidle up to this eerie stuff?  Why are so many rather regular folks driving the demand and making zombie productions very popular and profitable? 

            Lots of well-qualified people of various academic fields have studied this and continue to do so.   I speak from my particular nook, the one that has biblical faith in one hand and real world curiosities, trends and truths in the other.   Here’s my conclusion so far.    I don’t think that the cultural zeal for zombies is primarily about a need to be captivated by cold creepiness, gross gore, and horrifying notions of death.   I believe a lot of people pay for, watch and get caught up in all this because of a much less morbid, more positive, and deeply human need.  I think it a good deal about people yearning to be engaged in a dramatic fight to hold onto indomitable, against-the-odds hope in this world.  Nobody wants the terrifying and utterly pointless zombies to win in the end.  We want the best characteristics of our humanity – our inborn love of life and need to protect it, our fervent belief in brighter tomorrows and eternal peace, the beauty and strength of family bonds and friendships -- to absolutely prevail against what can seem like undying desperations and desecrations.     

            Every day, there are a great many realities in this sin-saturated world that can add up to a person feeling far from fully alive, trapped by a sense of dread existence, arrested in any excitement or hope for the future, imperiled by truly monstrous things that want to consume them.   It’s liberating and energizing to escape such realities, however briefly, by imaginatively conquering them in the fictional form of defeated zombies.

            So, people of biblical faith, how might we respond to this profitable pop-culture phenomenon and what it may more profoundly be telling us about the human hunger for indomitable hope?   We can try to ignore it, though from a market perspective there aren’t any indicators it’s going away.    We can choose to dismiss it as mostly mindless entertainment, or conversely, to condemn and try to censor it.   Or, as I’ve been suggesting, we can pay attention and focus on its popularity being at least partly the result of the human need to fight for hope in the face of great fear – fear of a meaningless life, death, and afterlife.   There is a strong root reason why The Walking Dead television series resonates so strongly with me and millions of viewers.  The title doesn’t actually refer to the zombies, but to the survivors struggling to hold on to the best of their humanity -- including faith, hope and love – in the midst of all a horrifying reality trying to consume it.

            1 John reminds us what we friends of Jesus have to offer people who feel constantly pursued by fear and are yearning to escape deadly despair.    It reminds us of the good news that no matter how dreadful, how conflicted, how heart-condemning and utterly hopeless life can seem at times, Jesus – God in the flesh -- suffered it all and came through it all and conquered it all with love and light and true life.    His rising from the grave was the profound polar opposite of a morbidly entertaining fiction – it miraculously embodied all human hope for good, abundant, purposeful life here and in the hereafter.   We are people of His resurrection.  With faith, hope and love, we strive to positively influence others and the greater culture we live in as we follow our Risen Lord’s footprints in this too often terribly grave world.

            Believing in Jesus Christ has this very practical consequence.   We should not confess His name and say we belong to Him but then live as though we aren’t paying diligent attention to His holy example.   Our faith should not be so half-dead.    And, further, being Christian is first and foremost not about future survival beyond the grave … it’s about living every day with the durable responsibility of loving one another.   It’s about daily demonstrating our “crossover into life that is real and indestructible.”[i]   

            This means, 1 John reminds us, we are to lay down our lives for one another in the name of our Lord.   There is ample historical and for many of us personal witness to people who have done this unto death.   Selfless, heroic action is what we most think of when we read and hear this commandment to “lay down our lives.”    But the focus here in 1 John is on being alive, fully alive in the Risen Lord, and making smaller, practical, life-affirming, doing-as-Jesus-taught-us sacrifices.   It is, as one of my favorite scholars has written, “obviously not about vicarious sacrifice, but love which goes the whole way in the interest of others.”[ii]

            Our Scripture lesson this morning also reminds us that God knows everything about what’s on our hearts.   So ask your heart a question that God already knows the answer to, but perhaps you need to hear today.    Where are you on this walk of faith?  Are you sort of lifelessly lumbering along?  Are you constantly craving things to consume that don’t actually feed your spirit, help your neighbors out, and glorify God?    Or is every step an Easter one striving to walk in faithful truth and action?   Are committed to keep walking to all the grave places with the real love, light, and life of Christ?   Amen.

           

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[i] New Interpreter’s Bible commentary on 1 John

[ii] William Loader, First Thoughts on Year B Epistle Passage from the Lectionary, April 29

Got Room for a Pep Talk?

Psalm 4

            Think back to an experience in your life when you found yourself in a “tight spot.” Or maybe take a moment to reflect on how you find yourself to be in one right now.    We can locate ourselves in such a circumstance for any number of reasons – sudden or ongoing financial difficulty, having to make a tough personal or work-related decision, enduring the heartache of a strained relationship with a loved one or friend, not managing to take care of yourself well, feeling time-crunched with too many to-do’s, and the like.  

            We can also come to feel ourselves in tight spots with God.    How does this happen?    I find it’s when you find yourself pinched by doubts and desperations because deep down you are uncertain about just how trustworthy and reliable the Almighty is.   I find it’s when you just aren’t fully convinced God is listening and loving and leading … when the Good News of Jesus Christ feels like ancient news instead of the current headline your heart needs.  Consequently, you rehearse faithful beliefs and lift up good sounding prayers while simultaneously sinking further into sin-enticed self-reliance, skepticism and, at worst, self-destruction.  

            One pastor has written about how literally being in a tight spot helped him to see the tight spot he’d been experiencing with God.   It happened about five years into his being the pastor of a brand new church development.   These five years of upstart ministry had been full of very long work weeks, of not taking days off or vacations, and of sadly coming to rely on sleeping pills.      All the while, he’d been teaching and preaching the Bible, including all those guiding passages that exhort trusting and resting in the gracious power of the Lord.  

            The stress simply burst in the middle of one particular night.   He awoke in a start with a strange sense that God had been laughing at him.    Shaken, he wondered what this unsettling experience was all about.     

            He wasn’t able to gain helpful insight about this until some space of time later when he was helping move his family into a new home.   That’s when he found himself in a physical tight spot while trying to move a very heavy desk.    By himself.   To little success.  

            So his four year old son came along and offered to help his daddy.  After a few minutes of attempting to push and pull together, and not getting very far, the boy came to a conclusion.  He blurted out, “Dad, you’re in my way!”    The pastor papa couldn’t help but laugh at this, at the cute way his son believed he could handle the burdensome work better all by himself … without the assistance of his stronger, wiser father.   

            In the middle of this amusement, he was suddenly loosed from his spiritual tight spot.   He became convicted and inspired about why he’d sensed God had been laughing in the middle of the night.    He’d been a child of God too narrowly focused on his own capacity to move along all the weighty matters, all the pushing and pulling pressures of that new church development.  He hadn’t been truly trusting in the Lord as his helper and his true strength.   

            Of course I can’t say whether or not God was actually laughing.   I suspect it was just this person’s Holy Spirit empowered way of working out how foolish he’d been for not giving God more of his burdens, not more fully practicing what he preached.   However it happened, it is an illustration of how our experiencing a spiritual tight spot can inspire us to become deeply engaged in inner dialogue with ourselves and with God concerning how well we are following our faithful convictions.     Eventually, the fruit of this self and sacred reflection may spill out in things we choose to speak and write about.  That’s how I came upon reading this desk-pushing pastor’s story.[i]   And this is also how most all my song lyrics and sermons come about.   Tight spots with God can graciously turn into truly expansive spiritual growth.

            What we have in Psalm 4 is a long ago conversation of this very sort.   And it’s a model one for all us at that.   As one scholar has noted, “the Psalmist’s self-doubt emerges in the face of conflicting beliefs” but then turns this into a “pep talk” in which “the Psalmist hears out loud his own convictions” and “models for us a way out of distress by articulating who God is and how God is for us.”   

            We read in this Scripture the tight-spot of doubt about whether or not God will answer when called upon.  We read the tight-spots shame, dishonor, and vanity can cause.  We read the tight-spot of despair concerning whether the good light of God will shine again.      For each of these familiar-to-us tight-spots, the Psalmist reports the good news that God does not abandon us because of our questioning and doubting and distrusting.   Instead, God graciously gives us room.   

             Let’s really appreciate the breadth of what this means.  The original Hebrew language word for “room” literally translates to mean “space.”   But not just space as in to politely move one seat over on a bus.    It means space as in “to release from a tight noose at the neck.”[ii]    It’s life-saving space that God gives us.    To further accentuate this dramatic point, the word we translate in English as “distress” literally means “narrow” as in “a constricted larynx.”[iii]     One fresh contemporary way of translating Psalm 4, verse 1 is to say to God, “You gave me breathing space when I was suffocating.”   

            What an amazing word to us this is.   Who doesn’t want and need room to breathe, to be, to process, to not feel judged and pressured when our faithfulness feels constricted?   We want and need this from one another, and at our core, we sure do deeply want it from God.   Psalm 4 acknowledges and celebrates that our Lord is willing not to micromanage, to let us work out all our insecurities.[iv]

            One very good and glorious reason God allows this is so that we will become open to greater gladness.   This Psalm preaches that this is gladness greater than any material good could ever inspire us to have.   Back in the Psalmist’s day, this meant even the gladness brought about by a great harvest and an abundance of wine.    Doing an inventory of spiritual gladness, of that which you are soulfully grateful for, of all the times when God not only tolerated but gave you great room to work through a spiritual tight spot … this really helps build up tremendous faithful trust.  

            When I went through a two year training program in the art of spiritual direction a couple years ago, I was taught to practice something called The Prayer of Examen.   This is a time-honored way of praying that is credited to Ignatius of Loyola around the turn of the 16^th century.   When practiced daily, it can increase our trust that God is with us, giving us room to grow, and opening us to greater gladness.    

            I’m happy to meet, discuss and help practice this in more detail anytime asked to do so, but for these concluding moments in the pulpit, let me quickly explain the process of this formative prayer.[v]   

            The overall goal of this practice is to become more aware of God’s presence and the Holy Spirit’s movement throughout the day.    This is done by intentionally making time to review the past 24 hours of your life in a special, simple way.   You begin by calmly reminding yourself that God desires to be present to you in all and through all.   Next and as objectively as possible, consider all the events and details of the day.   This opens up an opportunity to not let anything slip away from memory as well as welcomes you to key in on where you believe God’s been active.    Be sure to review what has inspired you to feel thankful throughout the day, and especially thank God for goodness and generosity.       Once reviewed, conclude by responding.   This can be done through prayerful conversation, journaling, or whatever best works as your process.  The goal of responding is to note concerns, ask God for guidance, ask for forgiveness, resolve to make changes, and the like.   

            As it goes with any kind of exercising, I’ve had only moderate success in disciplining myself to this life-enriching, faith-edifying practice.    But I know it yields great blessing and peace of mind, the kind needed to sleep at night.    Like Psalm 4, this way of praying does have a way of becoming a pep-talk … it’s just that we have got to make room for it the way God gives gives us room to breathe and to be glad through all the tight-spots we can find ourselves in.   Amen.   

           

           

           

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[i] http://www.preachingtoday.com/illustrations/2011/september/2091911.html

[ii] http://www.workingpreacher.org/preaching.aspx?lect_date=4/22/2012&tab=5

[iii] ibid.

[iv] ibid.

[v] base on the excellent summary available to you at http://marshill.org/pdf/sp/PrayerOfExamenLong.pdf

But Go, Tell!

Mark 16:1-8

Easter Sunday 2012

            O happy day for us all!   O family day!  O faithful day!   It’s so good to be gathered here as God’s beloved and forgiven children on this especially sacred day of worshipping our Lord Jesus Christ.   It has been quite a journey over the past several weeks.   We’ve journeyed through all of the repentant solemnity of Lent.  We’ve contemplated the inner-anguished, other-focused passion of Jesus at the Last Supper and on Good Friday.   Blessed be, now we’ve arrived here, entered into the uplifting and miraculous joy of Easter once again.   With all the beautiful, powerful, God-glorifying reminders of our Lord’s redeeming love that this day hosts, I have to wonder what we are all going to do in the days and weeks and months to come to keep up this faithful celebration …

            One thing I’ll be doing in the coming days and months – as will a good many of you, I trust – is celebrating the new major league baseball season that has just sprang into action.    Belonging to and following  Jesus while also being fanatical about the Philadelphia Phillies is part and parcel of who I am this time of year!    Being a Christ-believer and being a baseball fan of any team are not mutually exclusive activities.   In fact, I find baseball can teach us a thing or two about our walk with and celebration of the Risen Lord.   

            Consider this example from the 2011 movie, “Moneyball.”   It’s not a documentary, but it is based on the real tale of the tight-budgeted 2002 Oakland Athletics.    In their aftermath of a 2001 playoff loss to a great championship team with a seemingly unrestricted budget and a very famous name, a few of the A’s star players joined other organizations.   Faced with very little money to lure bonafide baseball stars to keep the team competitive, the team’s General Manager Billy Beane turned to a radical statistical analysis of essentially no-name talent to rebuild. 

             It’s not the success-on-a-shoestring-budget theme that has drawn my faithful attention for this Easter morning, however.    What stands out is the scene in the movie when Beane, played by Brad Pitt, is being shown a minor-league game video by a Yale graduate he’d hired, played by Jonah Hill, to help with the analysis.   In it we see actual baseball footage from a burly minor-league player named Jeremy Brown.   We watch him swing the bat, hit the ball, and Mack truck his way toward first base.  He reaches the bag, and then turns the corner to run for second base.   That’s when he takes a huge and hugely embarrassing tumble.    He then quickly scrambles on hands and knees back to touch first base in order to be called safe.   It is, as we hear in a line from the movie, “all of his nightmares coming to life.”   

            Just as some relief seems to settle in, the opposing team’s smiling first baseman leans down to try to tell him something and his first base coach does the same in a wild-arm motioning way.    It takes him a few seconds, but the he is able to receive the good news message that these two were eagerly conveying to him.    From the moment he put the ball into play, he’d totally missed something big that happened.     He’d hit a homerun and hadn’t even realized it!    With this good news fully received, he then gets up, strides into a classic dinger trot, and with a sheepish sort of grin and a couple arm pumps, crosses home plate to the cheering arms of his teammates. 

            This is a compelling, heartwarming scene to watch.  It’s a grand moment of joyous, victorious achievement.    Yet it was almost undone.   It was almost undone by that all too human lack of awareness, stumbling and scrambling.    In the movie, this scene functions as a metaphor lesson about leadership and how to successfully play a game.    For us, for us present-day real-world followers of the Risen Christ, I suggest it’s a metaphor lesson about discipleship and how we should live out the real and relevant Good News of this holy love in our world.

            Let’s go back to our Easter morning play by play from Mark’s always-in-a-hurry-to-get-to-the-big-point Gospel.    Did you notice the all too human lack of awareness, stumbling and scrambling in this biblical scene?  Did you pick-up on the rather nightmarish human response to what should have been a fully noticed and joyfully responded to dream come true? 

            Three steadfastly loving companions of Jesus had decided, or been assigned, to properly attend to his lifeless body in the tomb with anointing spices.  They went even though they had no clue about how they were going to get beyond the boulder that sealed the grave.    As we reflect on this conundrum, we should wonder why they were not remembering Jesus’ own direct words and promises about his rising again (please re-read Mark 8:31 on your own).    He’d certainly suggested that boulders and death itself were no obstacles to this.  After witnessing his execution, were they so drenched and drained in sorrow and despair that they were not able to trust in Jesus’ promised word?   Where was their faithful expectation of Good News being fulfilled?  

            We might think they were reminded of this upon their arrival, as they saw the boulder had already been absolutely rolled away.    Mark doesn’t tell us their reaction.   He only mentions that a mysterious, white robed young man greeted them.   The description of him does inspire us to think about an angel.    This bright figure then speaks very matter-of-factly, saying, “Do not be alarmed; you are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified. He has been raised; he is not here. Look, there is the place they laid him.”    If you are at all visual and imaginative like me, at this point in the reading you actually find yourself looking at an empty space inside a cave of some sort.    Jesus’ loved ones are then suddenly and swiftly told not to keep staring, not to stop and stay there in the vacant, conquered tomb.    In a tone that suggests they really should have realized this, they are told to get out and go tell the Good News of Jesus fulfilling His promise to rise and go on ahead of them all.    Hovering above or beside them, however it was, the herald was commanding and clear – “But go! Tell!”   

            However, seems the angelic coach could not inspire them to get up, get out and get ahead to catch up with their Risen Christ.   These understandably sorrow-filled, shocked followers of Jesus could only tumble in faith and then scramble back to first base.   Back to a place they could grasp better.  Back to where they could call themselves safe.  

            What is it about sitting with our errors and misperceptions that can feel more secure than taking risks and moving forward as God calls us to do?    

            Maybe they just couldn’t believe their eyes … there in that body-less tomb and all.  Maybe they just couldn’t believe Jesus was true to His Word … his being the Son of God and Savior and all.   Maybe they were petrified by what Easter truly means … the world having changed forever and for the better that day and all.   Maybe they just didn’t fully realize and accept what Jesus had done for them … the victory over sin and sorrow and death and sin-induced stumbling and scrambling and all.  

            That’s what He did, though.  For them, for us.    Jesus may have physically, humanly stumbled on the way to the Cross, but his holy, liberating love played safely through the divine plan.   He did so for the sake of opening all paths to forgiveness and reconciliation with God and with one another.    He did this so we would radically believe and diligently follow His life-winning love all the way home to heavenly life here and beyond.     

            Faithful friends, it does not matter how many times we may not be fully aware of this, how many times we stumble and scramble backwards in our sin.    The holy truth never changes that Jesus has gone ahead of us, has secured our spiritual sanctity, and is always waiting on us to follow Him in a victorious trot.  

            It’s a significant part of my calling to be like the encouraging, reminding, sending voice in the empty tomb and to be like the coach telling you the homerun – the resurrection -- has happened.    It’s also a significant part of your calling as Christians to do the same for one another.      The journey with Jesus, the mission of calling ourselves and others to the safe home of God’s goodness and grace, will continue in the next 364 days and beyond.  We all just have to work on keeping ourselves aware and actively engaged in our life together as Resurrection people.

            This life was beautifully described long ago by St. Augustine.   He was a church leader back in the late 4^th and early 5^th centuries, in a place that is modern day Algeria.   Humorously enough, back then it was called … ready for this?   Hippo.    Augustine of Hippo has given us encouragement in Christ to see life in a new way.   Pay attention to the movement mentioned in the following quote from his book The City of God – “We shall rest and we shall see, we shall see and we shall love, we shall love and we shall praise, in the end which is no end.”    A more contemporary writer reflects on this and adds, “Within the resting, seeing, loving and praising there is an inexhaustible adventure of new and ceaseless discovery.  Such is the heaven for which we were created.”[i]

            Such is the heaven for which we were created, have been redeemed, and are now sustained in the Holy Spirit.   O happy day for us all!   O family day!  O faithful day!   Jesus is Risen!  We are forgiven!  Forever loved!   Amen.  

           

           

           

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[i] Michael Ramsey, Be Still and Know, p. 122.

Fooled ... at First

John 12:12-16

Palm Sunday 2012

                I’m being cautious this morning.  Very cautious.  I want to make extra sure everything that’s happening in this worship service is pretty much going as planned and expected.   On any Sunday and on any day of the week all sorts of variables can come into play and mix things up.   It’s not that I’m usually caught too off-guard by unplanned occurrences … it’s just that today I know to be even more alert to anything seemingly out of place.    After all, today is, as I’m sure you realize, not only Palm Sunday but it’s also … April Fools’ Day!

            My awareness of the need to be extra cautious today was raised higher this past week when a fellow Trustee of Camp Johnsonburg told me about something he was involved when he was younger at his home church.   It was a Sunday, it was a scheduled day for celebrating the sacrament of the Lord’s Supper, and it was April 1^st.   Knowing a fairly rare opportunity was at hand, he and a friend began thinking about how leftover rolls from church dinners were kept in a freezer.    Can you guess where this is going?   

            The service started.    The moment to celebrate the sacrament arrived.   The pastor spoke words of institution, “On the night of his arrest, Jesus took the bread and …”    And as the pastor reached down to pick up the soft loaf of bread he expected to be sitting there, he instead took hold of a mostly frozen bit of baked dough.    As my friend tells it, there was quite a curious look on the pastor’s face as he struggled to break it!     Afterwards, the boys fessed up and said, “April Fools’!”    Fortunately, the pastor took this innocent enough church prank lightly, told them they’d gotten him good, and the story became one they all have shared in the years since.  

            Whether a person responds to an April Fools’ joke – and any prank on any day – in a positive or negative way is certainly determined in part by their personality.    For example, despite all my punning around and love of being a goofball a lot of the time, it mostly all gets set aside when it comes to being in worship and my solemn respect for sacramental ritual.   So I may well have been unable to take a chilled chunk of holy host very lightly!      

            I believe what this sort of fun, foolish business most comes down to in the end is how well each of our personalities can tolerate tweaks to our expectations.    As we enter into all our life experiences, we bring with us culturally conditioned expectations.  These come about as the result of our sense of self and the influence of our families, our social circles and the general culture in which we live.    So it’s surprising or shocking when we see, hear and have things unfold differently.     And depending on the circumstance and the degree of shock or surprise, we can find ourselves quite vulnerable to being left feeling embarrassed, foolish. 

            The way the Gospel of John bears witness to the very first Palm Sunday, it seems one group of folks that historic day were left feeling a bit fooled.    Expectations of Jesus were high amongst many faithful Jews as Jesus entered the gates of Jerusalem to fulfill his holy purpose on earth.   These expectations should have first and foremost been based on all the powerful teaching and healing those following Him had heard and witnessed.   But ironically enough, the ones who should have understood this the most – Jesus’ disciples, his closest friends – were apparently the folks whose expectations went bust.    One particular decision He made revealed something to them that was in high contrast to all the frenzied, faithful fanfare of those moments.    As the joyful, desperate cries of Hosanna were lifted up along with palm branches, as this petitioning for salvation and heralding of Jesus as royal king reached a tipping point, Jesus responded in a curious, seemingly foolish way.    He found and sat upon a small donkey. 

            By and large, the mass of Jewish faithful gathered there had not come to welcome this holy man with the awe-inspiring, populist, revolutionary reputation, entering the great sacred city settled on the simple back of a young, not very highly esteemed creature.    They had different hopes, bolder expectations.    Born from a long history of suffering oppression after oppression as a people, they expected Jesus to be astride a strong warhorse.   They expected Him to symbolically serve notice that a physical war with the occupying Roman Empire was imminent.   So what in heaven’s name was Jesus’ doing on itty bitty donkey back?   Was he pulling some kind of holy prank? 

            What kinds of expectations do you have of Jesus?   About His kind of power?  Are they ones that lead you to believe He will never disappoint, never be anyone or do anything other than what you want, what you desperately need and possibly demand him to be?  

            The disciples should have known.  They should have immediately understood why Jesus found a little donkey to carry him toward the coming crucifixion, to the awful climax of his holy incarnation.    They’d been journeying, listening, learning directly by his side.  They’d been participating in his peaceful, prayerful solidarity will all sorts of sin-suffering people – be they Jew or non-Jew, social outcasts, synagogue leaders, or slaves of Roman Centurions.     They should have known that this Nazarene was not about building up any epic human conflict.   He arrived that day in Jerusalem for the singular, sacred, soul purpose of building up eternal peace between God and all God’s children.    He arrived to inaugurate the definitive divine way of resolving all conflicts humans have with each other and with the Almighty.   The final days of his worldly walk were a bridge span to his humble self-sacrifice for the forgiveness of all the wounding, unjust, intricate webs of sin.

            By choosing to ride atop the back of a humble beast of burden, Jesus was not fooling but rather He was fulfilling.     He wasn’t trying to pull a fast one on the people, He was sending a loud, clear, precise signal about who His true identity as the long-awaited Messiah.    It’s not like he had a megaphone to speak this above the din of the massive, noisy gathering.    So He let his actions speak louder than any words as he quietly fulfilled the Old Testament prophecy from Zechariah 9:9 –“Rejoice greatly, O daughter Zion! Shout aloud, O daughter Jerusalem! Lo, your king comes to you; triumphant and victorious is he, humble and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.”     This king of kings arrived for Holy Week as the Prince of Peace.

            Again, though, even the disciples didn’t at first get that this was fulfillment instead of fooling around.   Scholar William Barclay explains it was likely that they, like so many on that day, had “minds full of mob hysteria” who “looked for the Messiah of their dreams and their own wishful thinking” instead of the “Messiah whom God had sent.”[i]   

            Does the Jesus you read about in the New Testament match up with the Messiah of your dreams?   How well do you understand and accept the breadth of salvation from sin the Son of God was born to teach us and to die for?

            The good news is that John does tell us the first disciples eventually came to fully understand.    But only after all of their betrayals, the subsequent bloody business of Good Friday and the miraculous Good News of Easter morning had occurred.     

            This account is all consistent with a key characteristic of John’s Gospel.   He boldly wrote irony into his particular witness to Jesus’ life, death and resurrection.    And he did it to dramatically communicate the “greatest irony of all … [that] the true king, the true Messiah, the great human being and Son of God, is a collapsed figure on a cross” whose “compassion and lowliness confront human image of power and success.”  Over and against worldly notions of powerful rule and victory, John’s irony tells that the One whom God raised from the dead was not a “splendid hero, a valiant warrior, but the lowly one who seemed less suitable as the focus of human hope and expectation.”[ii]

            Effective use of irony, like the effective use of an innocent April Fools’ Day joke, can make for a very memorable community building story.    It can add much needed perspective and help create positive, peaceful, redefining understandings.   So this Holy Week, I urge you to take time to significantly reflect on what your expectations of Jesus are.   If you find any of them enticed by sinful power plays or in any degree representing disregard for the lowliest, meekest people in our families, our neighborhoods, our state, our country, and our world … don’t be fooled!  Be sure to re-read the truth-defining irony in John 12 and join the journey of Jesus on itty bitty donkey back.    Amen.  

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[i][i] Daily Bible Commentary Series, Gospel of John

[ii] William Loader, http://wwwstaff.murdoch.edu.au/~loader/MkPalm.htm