Mouths of Soap and Mouths of Gold

When I was five years old I could not get enough of Super Heroes. Whether in cartoon form, live-action TV show, or movie format when my parents let me watch something it was predominately focused on mutants or people with superhuman abilities. Near the top of the list of my favorites was Batman.

The Michael Keaton version of the film was released around this time. I can recall watching the VHS copy of it over and over again until it skipped and was blurry in spots. One of the most distinct scenes of the film involved the Joker, played by Jack Nicholson, shooting down the Bat-plane. The accompanying dialogue, which is not fit for a church setting, is something like, “Come on, come on you son of a gun,” but it is not gun in the movie version. I really loved this scene.

At this time my parents were both college professors, and so one day I thought it would be good to play out this scene with my Nerf toy bow-and-arrow aimed at one of my mom’s students riding along on his bike. He would in my imagination play Batman and I would play the Joker. Well, needless to say when I let loose the very colorful language within earshot of my mom, I was snatched up very quickly and later given a mouthful of soap as a sure and certain reminder that mouth need be clean. This is about as close as I ever came to the saint whom we celebrate today.

Today we remember a man whose name is associated not with a soapy mouth, but instead with his shining and glimmering speech. John Chrysostom, whose name translates to John the golden mouth, had a way with words, and not like my five year old self did. The Patriarch of Constantinople, the center of the Eastern Church in those days, stood out as one of the best preachers that the entire Church has ever seen, and perhaps more importantly he inspired all around him to know the Word more fully.

For six years John spent his life in the desert practicing intense spiritual disciplines; however, after the grueling life of an ascetic, John became ill and had to return to Antioch where he was swiftly made a priest. When he was later made a bishop his shimmering tongue got him into a heap of trouble. Chrysostom felt the sting of the Empress Eudoxia after he allegedly called her “Jezebel.” Remember Jezebel was the wife of King Ahab, and she seduced her husband away from worshiping Yahweh. Needless to say this got John Chrysostom into more trouble than some soap in his mouth. Twice he was exiled. His fearlessness in the face of persecution gives the connection to the Gospel lesson for today (Luke 21:12-15).

John Chrysostom did not occupy his episcopal residence except for ten years, and still he left for the priesthood of all believers a road map to life in Christ. His own preaching was memorable enough that people would flock to hear him; however, more importantly he challenged those in his charge to speak to the needs of their congregations. If a priest does not have the ability to preach the Word effectively, those souls in his charge “will fare no better than ships tossed in the storms” (Holy Women, Holy Men, 578). We who follow after this golden mouthed bishop are challenged to keep alive the Word of God who guides us through the choppy seas.

Additionally John Chrysostom helped the laity to know and feel that the liturgy, especially Holy Communion, was their service, not just something a priest does. Some priests cut off the lay person from the rites because they thought too much of themselves, but Chrysostom offered a different approach. The Holy Mysteries are heaven and earth joined as one, which cannot possibly be understood or experienced through the might of one man. All of us gathered by God most certainly must marvel at the heavenly banquet to which we all are invited.

We are gifted in the Church by John Chrysostom’s life and ministry. Perhaps most commonly we know him through a prayer included in our Morning and Evening Prayer:
“Almighty God, you have given us grace at this time with one
accord to make our common supplication to you; and you
have promised through your well-beloved Son that when two
or three are gathered together in his Name you will be in the
midst of them: Fulfill now, O Lord, our desires and petitions
as may be best for us; granting us in this world knowledge of
your truth, and in the age to come life everlasting. Amen.”
(Book of Common Prayer, 102).

John Chrysostom helped us to know God calls each of us to the Holy Table. God invites each of us to eat the bread and wine, Body and Blood. God charges each of us to make alive the Incarnate Word. Some of us may have mouths of soap, while others have mouths of gold, regardless we are all to have mouths full of the Word of God. Let us be like this golden mouthed saint and share with all the living Word of God.

Do we really want Jesus?

Last week I watched the remarkable documentary Four Falls of Buffalo, which chronicled the Buffalo Bills making and losing four consecutive Super Bowls. If you have not watched this film do yourself a favor and find it on Netflix. In four straight football seasons starting in 1990-91 and ending in 94-95 the Bills were the best team in the American Football Conference, but each of those years they heartbreakingly lost to a team from the National Football Conference. In spite of always being the bridesmaid never the bride, that team showed some remarkably winning attributes.

Jim Kelly the quarterback of that team said that all of the adversity he faced prepared him to fight and win a battle with cancer. The head coach of the team, Marv Levy, urged his players onward using the vigor of Sir Winston Churchill who never, never, ever gave up and the anonymous poem featuring Sir Andrew Barton who urged “Fight on my men/A little I’m hurt but not yet slain/I’ll just lie down and bleed a while/And then I’ll rise and Fight again.” And perhaps most inspiring was the story of Scott Norwood the kicker. Norwood missed the game winning field goal in the 1991 Super Bowl, but faced the music answering press questions for 30 solid minutes after the game. When he returned to Buffalo the crowd hailed him by shouting, “We want Scott! We want Scott!” Overwhelmed with emotion the kicker prophetically promised to make it back to the big game the next year. If only Jesus had been born in Buffalo and not Bethlehem of Nazareth, maybe then his own people would have accepted him.

In the midst of the fourth chapter of Luke’s gospel account Jesus makes his way back to his hometown of Nazareth. As was his custom, he went to the synagogue to participate in the Sabbath. He was given a scroll to read and was handed the whole text from Isaiah. Rapidly he turned to the following portion:

“The Spirit of the Lord is upon me,

Because he has anointed me

To bring good news to the poor.

He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives

And recovery of sight to the blind,

To let the oppressed go free,

To proclaim the year of the Lord's favor."

Jesus topped off this reading by saying, “Today this scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing.” Amazingly at first, all the religious leaders were amazed.

The synagogue leaders thought of Jesus’ words as being gracious. They perhaps felt some warm and fuzzy feelings hearing what he said. Maybe they even went so far as to believe that they were going to bring the good news, release to captives, sight to the blind, freedom to the oppressed, and all that comes with the Lord’s favor. And then, Jesus pokes at their amazement with these words coming from “Joseph’s son.”

The fervor with which Jesus unleashed his questions to the synagogue crowd presents difficult questions. If he was building a solid relationship with those people from his home town why would he push them in this way? For what reason would he bring up a proverb about a doctor curing himself if he had not yet faced overwhelming persecution? And, what is the point of talking about those whom Elijah and Elisha did not heal? The crowd does not just react to what Jesus said, but instead responded with homicidal intent. This overreaction speaks to why Jesus did what he did.

When Jesus spoke to the crowd those religious leaders created expectations with the passage from Isaiah. The people wanted not just to be a part of the year of the Lord’s favor, but they wanted it to happen exactly how they had envisioned it. They wanted to be the ones in power. They wanted to overthrow the Roman authorities. They thought they were the ones who were poor and would be raised by God. Mistakenly they thought that God’s favor only applied to them.

If Jesus were born in Buffalo, Burbank, or even Birmingham we might expect that he would be welcomed more fully than he was in Nazareth. Perhaps the crowd might shout, “We want Jesus! We want Jesus!” even in the face of not doing what we might want. However, we will continue to miss the Good News of Christ’s redemption if we believe that Jesus just came to show us the way. Jesus came to free everyone from believing that it is my way or the highway. It is time to accept the Truth that all are created, loved, and sustained by God.

Epiphany: When the Rest of the World Gets It

An Epiphany meme found on www.reddit.com

Today is Epiphany! YAY! The Wise Men finally reached their destination. As a child the Sunday closest to Epiphany was when we did the full Nativity pageant. Sure on Christmas Eve we had some fun with Mary, Joseph, and the baby Jesus; however, it was not until later that we brought out the full cast. I loved playing the part of the Innkeeper the most, as the lines were short and I got to sit in a pew by myself; however, I also loved being one of the Magi. As much as today is about the Wise Men, we often can confuse their presents with the deeper significance of their presence at the side of Jesus and his mother.

Yes, this is the day when three guys triangulated the city of Bethlehem with a star that led them to the baby Messiah and his mother, but it was also the precise instant that persons outside the Chosen People of Israel came to see, gift, and worship the Incarnate God in the person of Jesus. THIS IS A BIG DEAL! For thousands of years the tribes of Israel had worshiped the One God, but it was not so clear that anyone else cared or "got it." And yet, in this moment three men who practiced a completely different religion that focused far more on stars and the natural world than a monotheistic interpretation of God traveled from afar to be with this new born king.

Epiphany is the celebration of the rest of us getting it. Jesus had come to his people and according to John's Gospel account the people did not recognize him (1:11). So for another people to come, see, and worship him as God opened up a completely new possibility for the saving work that Jesus did. This was not just something confined to one group, one tribe, or one religion. This was the event that uncorked the beautiful saving embrace of all people.

Those in the Eastern Orthodox Church celebrate this as the most high moment of what is called the "Nativity Cycle" that is Advent, Christmas, and Epiphany. They can easily relate to the ones from the East, so this makes sense that they love this day. Although we in the U.S.A. are not from the East we are Gentiles like the Magi. So, this is our day to celebrate salvation coming to us as well! Those in the Eastern Orthodox Church do not just confine Epiphany to a remembrance of the Wise Men though, they (and we with them) celebrate different moments of other people getting a glimpse of Christ's coming in Jesus, most notably the Baptism of Jesus and Jesus' first miracle at a wedding reception in Cana.

Today is the day when all people are invited to get the miracle of Christmas. We are invited to dwell fully in the mystery of Emmanuel: God with us. The Divine comes to earth to save all people. Today we go with the Wise Men to see the mother and child. We watch as Jesus rises from the River Jordan and hears God's voice calling him "My beloved Son." We celebrate heartily as Jesus transforms water into wine. This is the day when we get invited to be part of God's people, as we recognize the transformative power of the Incarnate One.

Why Are You Searching?

Merry Christmas! That’s right we’re still celebrating Christmas here at St. John’s. We’re slowly creeping with the Wise Men towards Epiphany when the light of Christ will be made manifest to the whole world. You can see the Wise Men have progressed from behind the altar on Christmas Eve to the offertory basin table last week to over on the piano now. Having been raised Episcopalian and being pushed to continue celebrating Christmas for the whole twelve days, I have never understood the majesty and mystery of Christmas being confined to one day.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not pointing a finger at those who have already taken down decorations. I know life is busy, other stuff has to happen, but to me it is such a sad sight to see all the marvelous build up to Christmas come crashing down immediately after we sing Silent Night on Christmas Eve. Trees come down on Boxing Day. All the twinkling lights are put away soon afterward. Is there a sadder sight in the world than those inflatable lawn Snowmen or Santa Claus once the air has been let out of them?

Even if your decorations are securely boxed up in self-storage I invite you to dwell a little longer in the Season of Christmas, for the Incarnation is not so much to be understood as it is to be experienced. We struggle with what it means to have God come among us. I can do my best to preach on this mystery, but all my words will fall short of capturing the love that brought heaven and earth together. So, instead of rushing on, I think we must stay here a little bit longer in the manger, in Jesus’ childhood, in the glow of the light of the world, so that we can ponder and experience more fully Emmanuel. Otherwise Christmas Day ends and everything deflates like the blow up Santa Claus, and we are left light-less in the dark and cold of winter.

So how do we sit here with him who came to save us? Back before most folks had un-decorated for Christmas there was a sign in a yard that read: “Wise Men Still Seek Him.” While I wish it said wise people still seek him, it would not make as much sense, seeing as though the Magi were men and not people. Still this sentiment beckons us to continue to wonder and wander seeking God with us. When we attempt to find the incarnate God, I think we make it too complicated. We go on elaborate pilgrimages, we pay for expensive retreats, and we take on unruly disciplines, instead we do well to search for him in the most obvious of places. This was precisely the dilemma that Mary and Joseph went through in today’s gospel story.

It was the Festival of Passover and every good Jew was in Jerusalem. This meant that people were everywhere. Those going would travel in large groups, dozens and dozens of people from small towns walked and rode with one another. For this reason, parents would often not worry about their children, especially as their children reached the age of maturity. Jesus was almost an adult at age twelve, so Joseph and Mary would have been more worried about their other children.
For some reason, I get an image of Home Alone, the movie, when Kevin’s mother finally realizes they have left him home alone in Chicago while they traveled all the way to France. At the end of that film Kevin and his mother are reunited with a joyful embrace. This is not what I see happening in today’s gospel. Mary says, “Child, why have you treated us like this? Look, your father and I have been searching for you in great anxiety.” I can see Mary grabbing Jesus by the ear when she says “Child!” Make no mistake this not a loving sort of nickname, this rather is an insult towards the almost “of age” Jesus.

This is the only canonical instance of Jesus as anything other than a baby or a full grown adult. Even in early puberty, he possesses such wisdom. All had been amazed at him, but what is more amazing is his response to his anxious parents. “Why were you searching for me? Did you not know that I must be in my Father’s house?” They had gone all over the place looking for him, but with these two questions the young Jesus pierces through the generations and gets us to wonder for ourselves why are we searching for him, as we ought to know that Jesus is still dwelling in his Father’s House.
Yes, at this point in time Jesus was speaking specifically of the Temple. And, yes as Christians we believe that we have been adopted as children of God through faith in God’s death conquering love in the work of the Cross and Resurrection. So, the Holy Place has been expanded beyond just one spot to all of Creation. And yet, here we are worshiping together in God’s House.

I remember the first time I walked into this church. Evan brought me through St. Mary’s Chapel. The lights were off, it was night. He flipped on the lights and tears welled up in my eyes. I was stunned by the beauty of this place and by the holiness of this space. I could feel the walls and ceiling dripping with over a hundred years of prayerful devotion. Immediately, I knew that Jesus was here, the Spirit was here, God was here.

The Season of Christmas is about God coming to dwell with us. Sometimes we rush through life, we rush through our services, we rush through seasons, such that life never seems to slow down at all and we miss God who is with us. In this season of the Incarnation when God became flesh and dwelt among us, we are invited to sit a little longer in the manger and in the mystery. Jesus wants to know why are you looking for him? And if you want to find him, looking here is a good place to start.