“You Are Worthy Disciples”
A Sermon Given at
St. Luke (Renton) Episcopal Church, July 20, 2025:
Baruch
2:11-15, 19-23; Luke 12:4-7
“Inside every woman and
man is a place of knowing.” So I
invite you to touch base with this place of knowing within yourself and let’s
just rest here for a short peaceful moment to get ahold of that.
Admittedly, it is a bit of a rarity
for me to be here in the flesh and blood. More often for me, I’m a virtual
being on Zoom at our Morning Prayer. So if
you don’t know me, let me share a few things. I love theology. I love church
history. I love medicine –all kinds: Chinese 5-element, homeopathy, folk,
herbal, and even conventional Western. I
don’t believe there’s a place for violence ever. I enjoy dreaming about
unlikely possibilities – like walking on water.
I believe: Spirit is the mesh
that holds life and all creation together in one big beautiful overwhelming
place. I believe sharing is a societal superpower and that kindness, decency,
and providing humanity with the basics of what each one of us needs makes for peace.
The latest editions of me have
come to appreciate the questions and cherish the mystery rather than being
hellbent for an answer. So I hope I spark some of your own ponderings.
I have many questions. The first is why is Scripture – these ancient
writings – some of them like Baruch this morning might be nearly 3000 years old
– still being looked to for inspiration and spiritual food? Is there no expiration date? I’ve found these
dusty tomes to be MOST helpful in the mere wondering about what the spiritual or
life problems were that folks of old were struggling to understand/resolve.
Cynically, I might suggest scripture still has its holding power because
humanity hasn’t fundamentally changed in all this time. We keep playing the
same record and keep hoping to receive an easy solution to complicated dilemmas. Dilemmas like the clear existence of Evil, or
why a loving God permits ICE, or the seeming impossibility of eliminating
racism, sexism or war? Are these things God permits? Or, do they arise out of the darkness
inherent in the human heart? Yet, I
don’t feel the darkness in my heart so what causes it seemingly to be deeply
embedded in others’?
Carl Barth was a pretty well-known
20th century theologian rising out of a Swiss/German Lutheran
background stuck in the time of Hitler’s rise to power. He and his colleagues in the Confessing
Church in Europe got together in 1934 to write and adopt the Barman Declaration
setting the Church against the dark powers of fascism beginning to boil. He is one of several who encouraged doing
theology with “a newspaper in one hand and the Bible in the other.” I invite you to that technique now.
First the Bible. Baruch is not part of the Protestant canon of
scripture. It is, however, still held in
regard especially in the other church branches.
Baruch was like a traveling secretary for the prophet Jeremiah. Jeremiah and the other OT prophets railed
against the wealthy admonishing them to pay attention to the poor or they’d be
sorry. And sure enough. When Babylon
swept into Palestine and Galilee in 687 BCE, the Babylonians deported the rich,
the artisans, craftsmen, and leaders (in other words the Elite) off to Babylon. Where they then sat by the Tigris and
Euphrates rivers whining about how God had left them even though they were probably
much better off than the “dregs of society” Babylonians left behind. Not having
experienced it of course, their whining seems odd as they did suddenly find
themselves living in a City known for being one of the 7 Wonders of the World. Jeremiah’s advice to these Elite ones – we
read it last week or the week before: it was to, “Get over it. This is the penalty for years of sin. So marry, have children, make families and
just cope.” I can feel how that might
have been a hard pill to swallow! But the
Book of Baruch we have here, the scholars believe it may have been written
several centuries later – around 100 BCE – so obviously it’s a ghost writer who
took the scribe’s name, and the passage we read this morning is from chapter 2
that’s in the book’s section believed to be a confessional prayer for use in
the rebuilt Temple back in Jerusalem. So
the elite did eventually get returned (by the Assyrians), and they soon rejoined
their ancestor’s ways doing what rich people do and as long as they gave their
fealty to each passing Emperor their lives were minimally impacted. Meanwhile, as a later Biblical character put
it – “the poor you will have with you always.”
Skip ahead to Jesus’ time. True
Christians, worthy of being called by that label, view Jesus as a rare,
exquisite diamond of sparkling humanity and insightful divinity. He had a radical notion of what life might be
like if we allowed the Spirit to rule our lives. He was a visionary for an upside-down
social order where the privileged served “the least.” The human way, the Godly way, is to notice
the downtrodden. To SEE the lame, the
sick, the struggling and not just look at them and walk away but REALLY
notice! To take their hands, LIFT them
up, heal and bless, fight for them, and turn over the tables of the capitalists
who had infiltrated the Holiest spaces of their communal life. To NOT shame them & shut them out of the
liturgy because they couldn’t afford 2 coppers for a sparrow to sacrifice. Paraphrasing, he said, “EVEN the lowliest
hairs of the heads on the least of these is counted, SEEN, LOVED, and worthy!”
So turning to our daily news how
do we apply Spirit and Bible lessons to our modern-day Babylonian Capture? First off, we have a flipped Babylonian
Conquest – instead of our elite getting deported, they’re cruelly deporting our
laborers, our workers, our most vulnerable… cutting them off from healthcare
and food with indications they might take to purging all of us from OUR soil
who do not worship White Wealth and Power. Our long struggle to build an
inclusive multicultural society, to teach how to SEE each other without all the
degrading labels and biases, to notice who is not thriving as Jesus modeled is
all quickly becoming illegal. Worst of
all, the spirituality of love – our very life net – that I spoke of that holds
creation together is tearing – what would Jesus advise?
I think he would say, DOES SAY,
“Don’t hide your eyes. Don’t go to sleep
but stay awake with me in the Garden.”
The garden of prayer, the garden of courage, the garden of watching. Put on your prophet pants: to Speak up, to
Speak out, and call out the evil wherever we see the Powerful misusing it against
us and especially against the most vulnerable.
Trust that the Holy Spirit will honorably be with you to use your words,
the Constitution, and the power of shame to somehow impact these moments. But
maybe we should use a different lens.
There are so many ways we each
can defend the boundaries of the Realm of God and undergird our common life
liturgy. First, we all can pray. I hold tightly to the belief that SPIRIT outlasts,
overpowers, outperforms our physicality.
The Spirit busted down Paul and Silas’ prison doors and converted their jailers
– that’s a seeming impossibility that the Biblical story of old testifies to.
Why can’t it happen again? The Spirit is bigger than cultic power, as early
Christian martyrs defiantly demonstrated in the Roman arena. They are our ancestors! Drink deeply from their Spirit River and
nurture the spirit power within you & stand true!
Reframe how you define yourself. We’re not helpless mere US residents. We are disciples of the one true God. We’re the construction crew intent on
building the Realm of God. We are
crucial! We are the guardians of
Christly decency, vocal advocates for justice, stalwart companions of
mercy. So there is no need for shyness
or apology.
Don’t be afraid to be obnoxiously
outspoken with old-time powers of guilt and shame in the faces of those doing
wrong. Appeal to everyone’s higher
angels. Ask questions about what virtues
people are upholding for the children, our children, the future of all. If words fail you: Use your body language –
adopt a prayerful pose – the Spirit understands sign language, your body
understands Spirit language! But also
remember importantly, that a powerful flip side to speaking out is being a
silent witness. To wit: those silent witnesses standing at the foot of the
Cross transformed Christ’s life into a Power that has reverberated for millions
even to us here.
In my Native American Meditation
book this past week Charles Alexander Eastman – one of the first Native
Americans licensed to be a Western Medicine physician, a member of the Santee
Sioux said, “Silence is the cornerstone of character… It takes a warrior to
be silent. Silence is powerful. Silence can be loving.” Silent watchful
eyes can transform the world.
And so, my friends, I wind this
up the way I began – Inside every woman or man is a place of knowing. Know who you are -- you are a worthy powerful
disciple! Trust your discernment. Then take to the path laid before us.
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