Mary Magdalene

The text of this sermon was substantially the same as this one.  

No Boundaries

 

They had been building a new palace in Jerusalem. It was a beautiful house, a gift from the king of Tyre to King David, made of cedar, and built by Tyrian carpenters and stone-masons. Then, in the course of a war against the Philistines, David had been able to bring the Ark of the Covenant back to Jerusalem. The Ark lived in a highly-decorated tent, and you couldn’t actually look at it, it was the holiest thing of all and considered to be the place where God lived.

So, anyway, David had a sudden thought – here he was, living in this glorious and comfortable palace, but there was the Ark of God just in a tent. Admittedly a very nice tent, but still a tent. So maybe the time had come to build God a lovely house, too. Nathan, the prophet, originally said “Go for it”, but then God said that no, for now at any rate, a tent was where the Ark needed to be.

We know, of course, that Solomon later built a temple, and that temple, or its successors, remained until 70 AD, when it was destroyed forever. It was a very nice temple, but the trouble was, it excluded people. You had the court of the Gentiles, where anybody could go – that was where the traders sold so-called “flawless” doves and sheep and so on to sacrifice, or to have sacrificed, and where you could change your money for the coins that didn’t have pictures on them – at a premium, of course. That is where Jesus had a hissy-fit and drove them all out. I think there may have been a separate court for women, too. And a court where Jewish men could go, but nobody else. Only the priests could go inside the Temple proper, and as for the Holy of Holies, where the Ark resided (still covered in its ceremonial blankets so nobody could actually see it), only the High Priest could go in there, once a year, with blood.  So fewer and fewer people could actually get near to God, and, of course, the Ark was now static, it couldn’t be carried about – or not without great difficulty, anyway – to where God’s people needed it.

So the Jewish people grew up with the rules and regulations that hedged in their worship, and their lives in general. But after Jesus had been raised from death and the Holy Spirit came, it became increasingly clear that this new way was not just for Jewish people, but for everybody. And this led to trouble, because the Jewish converts, naturally, felt themselves still to be bound by the Jewish law, the law of Moses, but the Gentile ones, who had never known the Jewish law, didn’t see why they should have to learn it now and especially they didn’t see why they should have to be circumcised as their Jewish brothers were. The New Testament, and especially the Epistles, are full of little glimpses about that particular quarrel. In Acts we see how the Council of Jerusalem agreed, eventually, that believers need not be circumcised nor keep the Law of Moses, but merely “abstain from what has been sacrificed to idols and from blood and from what is strangled and from fornication.”

St Paul, you may remember, took this even further and said that you could eat meat that had been sacrificed to idols if, and only if, your conscience was quite clear about it – after all, if idols had no power, nor did meat that had been sacrificed to them – and, more importantly, you weren’t going to upset your friends and fellow-believers by doing so. And there are hints in the letter to the Galatian believers that he had a row with Peter about it when Peter suddenly developed scruples about eating with Gentiles. Peter did know, really, that his faith was for everybody, not just the Jews, but you know what it’s like – the things we learnt as children do die very hard!

And, in the letter to the Ephesians, Paul wrote:
“[Jesus] is our peace;  in his flesh he has made both groups into one and has broken down the dividing wall, that is, the hostility between us.”

Jesus has broken down the wall. Both Jews and Gentiles are reconciled to God through the Cross. Both are being built into a temple, into the Body of Christ. They are set free to be who they are. Jesus is their peace, breaking down the walls of hostility.

And, dare I say it, breaking down the walls of hostility that kept God confined in the Temple for so long. You may remember that when Jesus was crucified, St Matthew tells us that the heavy curtain that screened off the Holy of Holies was torn in two. And the writer of the letter to the Hebrews tells us that “we have confidence to enter the sanctuary by the blood of Jesus, by the new and living way that he opened for us through the curtain (that is, through his flesh).” We can enter into God’s presence. God is not bound by the curtain – it works both ways.

Well, yes, but these stories and letters were written long, long ago. Do they still have relevance for us today? We no longer have divisions between Jewish and Gentile Christians, and we no longer think God sits on a throne above a hugely-decorated box.

No, but we do have our divisions, and they have been thrown into stark relief again recently, with the decision by the Methodist conference to allow gay marriages on Methodist premises and by Methodist ministers. The statute on marriage now reads as follows: “The Methodist Church believes that marriage is given by God to be a particular channel of God’s grace, and that it is in accord with God’s purposes when a marriage is a life-long union in body, mind and spirit of two people who freely enter it. Within the Methodist Church this is understood in two ways: that marriage can only be between a man and a woman; that marriage can be between any two people. The Methodist Church affirms both understandings and makes provision in its Standing Orders for them.”

My daughter, who watched the conference debate, says that it was very moving and emotional. I expect it was, and I expect there was, and will be, a great deal of hurt and confusion.

But then, don’t you think there might have been a great deal of hurt and confusion among the Jewish believers when they were told that there was no longer any need to be circumcised, or to keep the law of Moses, and you could be a perfectly good Christian without? I bet there was! There will have been those who accepted the new provisions joyfully and wholeheartedly, and welcomed the Gentile believers fully into the lives of their congregations. Others, on the other hand, will have been very upset and perhaps unable to believe that God could possibly accept those who didn’t conform to the Jewish law. And there would have been those like Peter, who thought they had accepted the new provisions, but when push came to shove, had real trouble overcoming their old prejudices and actually sitting down to a meal with Gentile believers.

It is always difficult when we move into a new way of being God’s people. Some will say we are following the spirit of the age; others that it is a genuine leading of God’s Spirit. Others won’t know what to think, and will be very confused.

Some authorities believe that the letter to the Ephesians was all or part of the now-vanished letter to the Laodiceans – why not send a copy to each? – and that it was taken for distribution, along with the letter to the Colossians, by Tychichus and Onesimus. Now, Onesimus, you may remember was, or had been, a slave belonging to a man called Philemon, although Paul hoped very much that Philemon would free him as they were both now Christians. Now, my point is this – we believe slavery is absolutely and utterly wrong, the worst thing people can do to each other. But in the Old Testament, slavery was the norm, although hedged around with all sorts of precautions to make sure the slaves were fairly treated, and given a chance to leave every seven years, and if a slave ran away it was to be assumed that their master had treated them badly and they were not to be returned. Sadly, in the Roman empire, there were no such precautions and slaves were just simply property, as they have been down the generations ever since. And this, too, was for many centuries considered quite normal, and we all know about the dreadful traffic from Africa over to the Caribbean and the United States.

And when that was finally abolished, there must still have been people who thought it was just the spirit of the age, the zeitgeist, and God’s Spirit would never lead people in such a terrible direction, and so on.

We have all, always, put boundaries on God. From the courtyards of the Temple saying who could, and who couldn’t go and see him, right down to the worries that we are following the zeitgeist and not God. We are all prejudiced and inclined to think that God would never do thus and so, whatever thus and so may be.

But – “he is our peace, in his flesh he has made both groups into one and has broken down the dividing wall, that is, the hostility between us.”

Can we make room in our hearts for God to do a new thing? Can we believe God might be leading us in a new direction? We don’t have pillars of fire or cloud as the Israelites have; we no longer believe that God lives in a Temple. If God is leading us, dare we follow? Amen.

Is God in this?

 

You probably know the story of the time there was a big flood, and people had to climb up on to the roofs of their houses to escape. One guy thought this was a remarkable opportunity to demonstrate, so he thought, God’s power, so he prayed “Dear Lord, please come and save me.”

Just then, someone came past in a rowing-boat and said “Climb in, we’ll take you to safety!”

“Oh, no thank you,” said our friend, “I’ve prayed for God to save me, so I’ll just wait for Him to do so.”

And he carried on praying, “Dear Lord, please save me!”

Then along came the police in a motor-launch, and called for him to jump in, but he sent them away, too, and continued to pray “Dear Lord, please save me!”

Finally, a Coastguard helicopter came and sent down someone on a rope to him, but he still refused, claiming that he was relying on God to save him.

And half an hour later, he was swept away and drowned.

So, because he was a Christian, as you can imagine, he ended up in Heaven, and the first thing he did when he got there was go to to the Throne of Grace, and say to God, “What do you mean by letting me down like this? I prayed and prayed for you to rescue me, and you didn’t!”

“My dear child,” said God, “I sent you two boats and a helicopter – what more did you want?”

In a way, that’s rather what happened to Jesus in our Gospel reading this morning. He has gone home for the weekend. Big mistake! Because on the Sabbath Day, he goes to the synagogue with his family, and because he’s home visiting for the weekend, they ask him to choose the reading from the Prophets. Luke’s version of this story tells us that he read from the prophet Isaiah, the bit where it says: “The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the broken-hearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of the LORD's favour and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn.”

Mark doesn’t go into such detail, but he does tell us that Jesus’ friends and family were amazed. “Where did this man get these things?” they asked. “What's this wisdom that has been given him, that he even does miracles!” And we’re told they were rather offended. “He’s only the Carpenter’s son, Mary’s lad. These are his brothers and sisters. He can’t be special.” And they were offended, so we are told. Luke says they even picked up stones to throw at him to make him go away. But Mark says that he could do no miracles there, just one or two healings.

And he was amazed at their lack of faith.

After all, they thought, what did he know? He’s just a local lad, a builder. Ought to be home working with his brothers, not gadding about the country claiming to be a prophet. They couldn’t hear God’s voice speaking through him. They didn’t expect to, and they didn’t want to. Like the man in my story, they had very definite ideas about how God worked, and working through a local boy they’d known since childhood wasn’t one of them!

So Jesus leaves them alone, and goes off on a tour of the local country, teaching and healing as he went. And then he starts to send out his disciples, two by two, giving them authority over “impure spirits”. They are sent out with literally only their walking-staffs, rather like modern-day trekking poles. No food, he tells them, no money, no bag – you can wear sandals, if you wish, but don’t take an extra shirt. The disciples are to rely on God’s provisions for them, staying wherever they are first welcomed – and not moving next door if next door’s cooking is better! And if they are not welcomed, they are to leave at once, without comment, but shaking the dust off their feet.

And, we are told, that’s just what the disciples did. They drove out evil spirits, they anointed people with oil, and healed people, bringing the good news of God’s Kingdom far and wide.

We aren’t told how long they were on the road, but I imagine not more than a couple of months. We are told that when they came back, Jesus tried to take them to a quiet place to debrief them, but so many people were following them all by this time that it became impossible, so he went on teaching the crowds, and eventually fed them with the contents of a small boy’s lunchbox! For the disciples, this must have been an exciting interlude in their lives. But in the other gospels we are told that when they were able to tell Jesus that even evil spirits responded to them, Jesus said that really, what mattered was that their names were written in the Kingdom of Heaven. A modern paraphrase puts it:

"All the same, the great triumph is not in your authority over evil, but in God's authority over you and presence with you.
Not what you do for God but what God does for you –
that's the agenda for rejoicing."

Do we have definite ideas about how God works, I wonder? Do we expect to see God working in the ordinary, the every day? Or do we expect him always to come down with power and fire from Heaven? Do we expect Him to speak to us through other people, perhaps even through me, or do we expect Him to illuminate a verse of the Bible specially, or write His message in fiery letters in the sky?

We do sometimes, because we are human, long and long to see God at work in the spectacular, the kind of thing that Jesus used to do when he healed the sick and even raised the dead. And very occasionally God is gracious enough to give us such signs. But mostly, these days, He heals through modern medicine, guiding scientists to develop medicine and surgical techniques that can do things our ancestors only dreamed about. And through complementary medical techniques which address the whole person, not just the illness. And through love and hugs and sympathy and support.

We do need to learn to recognise God at work. All too often, we walk blindly through our week, not noticing God – and yet God is there. God is there and going on micro-managing His creation, no matter how unaware of it we are. And God is there to speak to us through the words of a friend, or an acquaintance. If we need rescuing, God is a lot more likely to send a friend to do it than to come in person!

And conversely, we need to be open to God at work in us, so that we can be the friend who does the speaking, or the rescuing. Not that God can’t use people who don’t know him – of course He both can and does – but the more open we are to being His person, the more we allow Him to work in us, to help us grow into the sort of person He created us to be, then the more He can use us, with or without our knowledge, in His world. Who knows, maybe the supermarket cashier you smiled at yesterday really needed that smile to affirm her faith in people, after a bad day. Or the friend you telephoned just to have a catch-up with was badly needing to chat to someone – not necessarily a serious conversation, just a chat. You will never know – but God knows.

We are, of course, never told “what would have happened”, but I wonder what would have happened if the people of Nazareth had been open to Jesus. He could have certainly done more miracles there. Maybe he wouldn’t have had to have become an itinerant preacher, going round all the villages. Maybe he could have had a home. I think God may well have used the rejection to open up new areas of ministry for Jesus – after all, we do know that God works all things for good.

And, finally, what happened to the people of Nazareth? The answer is, nothing. Nothing happened. God could do no work there through Jesus. Okay, a few sick people were healed, but that was all. The good news of the Kingdom of God was not proclaimed. Miracles didn’t happen. Just. . . nothing.

We do know, of course, that in the end his family, at least, were able to get their heads round the idea of their lad being The One. His Mother was in the Upper Room on the Day of Pentecost. James, one of his brothers, was a leader in the early church. But were they the only ones? Did anybody else from Nazareth believe in Him, or were they all left, sadly, alone?

I think that’s an Awful Warning, isn’t it? If we decide we need to know best who God chooses to speak through, how God is to act, then God can do nothing. And God will do nothing. If he sends two boats and a helicopter and we reject them because we don’t see God’s hand at work in them, then we will be left to our own devices. As the people of Nazareth were.

“Not what you do for God but what God does for you – that's the agenda for rejoicing.” And if you don’t allow God to do anything for you, in whatever way, what then?