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For
the past several weeks, if you have been attending, you would have heard
stories from Luke telling us of Jesus’ travels along a road that took him to a
Roman Centurion, whose favorite servant was near death, to a widow, whose only
son had died, to the home of a first century fundamentalist who invited Jesus
to dinner and was put off by both Jesus and a nameless woman whose seductive
overtures were not only welcomed, but whose actions became an opportunity for
one of Jesus object lessons…
Today
the road takes Jesus to the country of the GERASENES… a word that I have always
had difficulty pronouncing… until I looked it up.
For
us 20th century folk, it’s a kind of far out story. But for those
who first heard it – it would not have been so much an account of an exorcism
but of a HOLY man’s encounter with the town’s crazy man.
The
occupation of raising pigs was not found in a people who worshipped the God of
Israel.
Bracket
all that for a moment and let me introduce you to a former fundamentalist
turned liberal… a Bible toting, Bible believing Jew who gave Bible-believing a
whole new meaning.
Our
second lesson, which is just a few lines from a much longer writing from the
Apostle Paul, questions the requirement some Christians added in admitting new
converts to the faith…
The
“fundamentalists of the faith” said “before we can accept you into our
fellowship you need to first accept the Bible as we do and if you have not been
circumcised well… get on with it.”
Paul,
for all practical purposes told these Bible Thumpers – “wait just a minute!”
He,
in some of his strongest language said… “I have a word that trumps your hand”.
What
is that…? Jesus Christ!
Even
non-Jews are Children of God. “All are welcome”.
Sometimes
Paul got carried away. What about ethnic
or religious divisions, they asked?
Paul
said “no!”
Surely
they said, socio-economic forces must be taken into consideration – Paul said
“not so”.
What
comes next is absolute heresy.
“There is no longer Jew or Greek, slave or
free; there is no longer male or female, for you are all one in Christ.”
They
took notice of his emphasis on ALL.
Paul
said their definition of ALL was not enough. The hardest words to learn in any
language are not the big words but the little words.
The
Galatians had no problem pronouncing the big words like circumcision,
disciplinarian, Gentiles but the little words… ah, that was another matter.
Words
like love, faith, grace, baptize, and especially “all.”
I
can understand their frustration… I graduated from LTSS 1969.
There
was a lot of talk back then of busing to desegregate the school… Most people of
color lived on one side of town and the rest of us had fled to the suburbs.
So
called “Christians schools” were popping up like mushrooms after a spring rain.
My
first call was to St. John’s Nashville, a congregation of about 35 or 40 that
was still worshiping in the their first building.
There
were those in that congregation who had the idea that maybe we could start a
school too. I asked, “And would it be open to all?” There is that word again.
We never got that far…
My
next call was 7 years later to a congregation in the
The
Orangeburg Massacre (4 dead and 31 injured) in
When
I got to
One
was pre-school age, Shaniqua Nichole…
She
asked to enroll Shaniqua in our kindergarten… of course.
Didn’t
the Sign on the church kiosk say “all welcome?”
It
wasn’t a week later that the phone rang… Pauline Khornarins, one of the matriarchs
said
that she had heard that some coloreds were attending – our kindergarten…
“What
color were you referring too…?”
She
didn’t think that was funny. She told me in no uncertain terms that her grand’s
were not going to school with coloreds.
But
what about our sign at the church? I said.
Her
response – “we all know how to read the sign don’t we?”
My
next call was to start a new congregation on the Northeast coast of South
Carolina, 20 miles south of Myrtle Beach and 70 miles North of Charleston.
After
door to door visitation and worship in a bar called “Big Daddy’s Bottom”, later
a school and then our own building, we finally arrived.
We
were just getting settled in when it happened.
A
request by a group that called themselves “Friends of Lesbians and Gays” asked
if they could use the building for meetings.
I
took their request to the Leadership team, and the night of the meeting, I
asked them to come outside and take a look at the church kiosk which was headed
“all welcome.”
I
shared with them the request from the group. There was some discussion but in
the end they gave the group an ok.
After
35 years of parish ministry and a few detours, I felt I needed to settle back
and take a look where God was leading me next.
In
conversation with the Bishop of this Synod, I was told of a congregation on the
Before
I agreed on being open to a call I asked him… “Tell me, what is the political
make up of
He
said Republican, but a
Paul’s
words keep upsetting the status quo … “there
is no longer Jew or Greek, slave or free, male or female; for all of you are
one in Jesus Christ.”
When
we least expect it our cozy little fellowship will be interrupted;
be
it illegal immigrants, global warming, health care, a war without end, an
environmental nightmare... good people will take sides but there is a word from
God – The Good News is that the demonic no longer holds sway. Amen.