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Of Myths and the Messiah
A Sermon based on Luke 3:1-6 |
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Some very dear friends of mine have a two-and-a-half-year-old
daughter whose name is London. The
other day London told her mother that she thinks Santa Claus is kind
of yucky and that she would prefer that he simply leave her presents
on the porch instead of coming in the house.
Her mom isn’t sure. But,
she thinks that the Santa suit may be the problem.
All of which she is sure is that London wants what Santa has to
give, she just doesn’t want anything to do with Santa.
It makes you wonder what will happen when London finds out the
truth about who Santa really is.
For now, the myth is giving her trouble enough.
Myths have a way of doing that. Like the time my great uncle Rex told me, when I was very
young, that when you are eating an apple you must be very careful not
to swallow any of the seeds or apple trees will grow out of your ears.
I’m not sure when I figured out that only people who are out
of their tree would ever believe you could grows trees out of your
ears. But, I’ll have to
admit that every now and then, to this day, swallowing an apple seed
gives me pause. O.K.,
just so you’ll know that I am still somewhere up in my tree, I’m
absolutely certain that it is a biological impossibility to grow a
tree out of a human ear. I’m
also absolutely certain that myths, about Santa or apple seeds
accidentally swallowed or anything, can play a profound role in
shaping how we see the world and God and our relationship to both. Now, a myth is simply a story. It may or may not represent any form of truth.
Webster says that a myth is “a story that is usually of
unknown origin.” (Webster’s
Third New International Dictionary, G&C Merriam Co.,
Springfield, Mass., 1969.) In
some cases, myths can be a legitimate tool for communicating a
profound truth otherwise incomprehensible.
In others, myths are just stories that entertain or scare us
but that have nothing whatsoever to do with the truth.
All myths are stories. But,
not all stories are myths. Either
way, what Webster seems to be saying is that myths get passed from one
generation to the next because no one is ever willing to look deeper.
As a rule, the myths that go unchallenged in our way of
thinking about the world and God and our relationship to both play a
profound role in the way our life’s story gets written.
In Luke’s record, John the Baptist is defined in terms of
his relationship to a story that had been passed for centuries from
one generation to the next among the Jewish people. It was the story, very real, of how God had delivered the
children of Israel from slavery, in this case, Babylonian captivity.
To define his role in foreshadowing Jesus, John borrowed the
language of the prophet Isaiah as he described God’s intention to
deliver the children of Israel from Babylonia.
“The voice of one crying in the wilderness:
‘Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.
Every valley shall be filled, and every mountain and hill shall
be made low, and the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough
ways made smooth; and all flesh shall see the salvation of God.’” In Isaiah’s day, to the Jewish people, these words
literally meant that God would do whatever he must in order to free
his people from captivity. Mountains
made lower, crooked ways straight, whatever it takes, God says, I’ll
lead my people home. When
John used them to describe his role in the ministry of Jesus, he was
saying much the same thing on a more spiritual level.
Whatever it takes, God says, I’ll lead my people from
captivity to freedom, from hopelessness to hope.
The specific word that both Isaiah used and John repeated to
describe this process is the word “salvation.”
And, in John’s case, that salvation would be personified in
the one whose coming he was predicting, Jesus, the Messiah, the savior
of all mankind. None of us in this room can appreciate what those words must
have meant to a people who had been held captive by pagans in a
foreign land for generations. The
stories of captivity shape Jewish thinking and the view of Jewish
people toward unfriendly foreigners to this day. However,
what these words now mean to everyone born since the day of Jesus is
that Jesus has come to set all of God’s people free.
Free from whatever holds them captive.
Especially the untrue myths about who they are and who they can
be in relationship to God. The myth, for example, that what you have done is
unforgivable and that you must live forever in the land of shame and
despair because of your guilt. There
are sins anyone can confess because they are so common.
Childhood sins, for example, long removed in time and space.
Safe sins, in a sense, because they attach no permanent guilt
in anyone’s mind. Like
the time you faked feeling bad and lied to your mother so you
wouldn’t have to go to school.
Everyone has some sin story like that.
But, then there are the sins all of us carry in our memories to
which no one will ever catch us confessing.
Deep, dark sins the memories of which still plague us.
Sexual sins, perhaps. Or
sins of abuse or prejudice. Or
sins of addiction or things done to feed an addiction.
Everyone has some sin story like that, too. I’ll never forget a man, confessing adultery to me, with
his face in his hands. He
was weeping over his children lost in the shuffle of marriages caused
by his voracious sexual appetite that no one could satisfy.
He was weeping because he feared his children would never
forgive him. What do we
do about those sins? Well, before we can effectively ask what we should do about
our past, we ought to stop and reflect on what God has done about it
already. When Luke
recorded the words of the angel spoken to Mary about the child she
would bear, the angel said, “You shall name him Jesus.”
(Luke
1:31) The
name “Jesus” means, “The Lord is salvation.”
Jesus’ name is what he does.
He saves people from their sins.
Just as Isaiah prophesied that God would deliver the people of
Israel from their Babylonian bondage, so the angel was saying that
this baby to be born in Bethlehem had come to deliver God’s people
from the bondage of sin. So, what God has done about our past, in the person of his
son Jesus, is to take our guilt upon himself.
This Jesus, born in a manger, would later die on the cross,
taking upon himself the guilt of mankind.
“God was in Christ reconciling the world to himself, not
counting (their sins) against them (and) He made him who knew no sin
to be sin on our behalf, that we might become the righteousness of God
in Him.” (2 Corinthians
5:19, 21 NASV) In my very first pastorate my salary was a whopping $115 per
week. Even in 1976, that
wasn’t much. One of the
men wanted to help so he hired me to paint his house.
I didn’t know the first thing about painting a house
professionally. But, this
man lived miles from his nearest neighbor so he must have figured that
his social standing could hardly be hurt by an embarrassing paint job.
One day, while I was on the roof, I kicked a bucket of paint
over and it spilled down the full length of the shingles on the front
side of the house. There
was no way to miss seeing it. So,
I decided that the best way to get rid of the paint was to wash it off
of the composition shingles with paint thinner.
The paint thinner got rid of most of the paint, for sure, and a
fairly good portion of some of the shingles so that, now, there was a
wide black streak down the front roof of this man’s house. I felt terrible. But,
there was no hiding it. And,
when he came home I just told him the truth, the whole truth and
nothing but the truth as though the big black streak running the
length of his front side shingles didn’t speak for itself.
I offered to pay for the damage but he knew that there was no
way I could. I was
already working for him because I needed the money.
So, do you know what he did?
He forgave me. He
told me to forget about it and never worry about it again.
It was a gracious act on his part to say the least.
But, it was not cheap, to him.
For the rest of the time I served that church, every time I
drove by his house, I saw the black streak only to be reminded that my
guilt didn’t just go away. Someone
else took the burden of it for me, at no little expense.
And, what was more amazing than all of that is that he really
meant it when he forgave me. He
never again brought it to my attention.
I never got a bill for the expense of repairing the damage I
had done. And, that man
became one of my best friends in that church and community.
He and his wife regularly had me in their home for meals and
seemed genuinely interested in my well-being as a young, single
seminary student. Maybe they figured it was cheaper to feed me than hire me.
Whatever else celebrating the birth of Christ may mean for
you this year, know this about its deepest meaning. Your sins have not just gone away. God didn’t just excuse them.
Christ, the Messiah, the one sent from God, has born them for
you and borne them away from you.
He is your Savior. In
Christ, you carry the guilt of what has been no more.
That you can never be forgiven is a myth.
That Jesus is the Messiah, the one sent from God to deliver the
message of God’s deliverance and actually become that deliverance
for you is the story that can become yours.
What you have done has been forgiven.
Every sin. All of
it. So, what is it that we should do about all that stuff from
the past that still forces itself upon our conscience?
Well, that brings us back to our little friend, London.
The one who wants what Santa has to give but doesn’t want
anything to do with Santa. For
now, she wants Santa to stay outside and just leave the gifts he
brings her on the porch. But, do you think she’ll change her tune someday when she
discovers who “Santa” really is?
That “he” is “they.”
The ones who brought her into this world and love her more than
their own lives. The ones
who would pay any price to protect and nurture and love her.
Don’t you think that, when she discovers who the real Santa
is, behind the myth, she will want that Santa not only to come and
bring her gifts but live with her, too?
There is only one way to find out exactly what life is like
once you have been set free from the myth that you can’t be
forgiven. Jesus, the one
sent from God, comes bringing his gift of salvation.
But, he can’t just leave it on the porch.
If you want what Jesus has to bring, you have to want the one
who brings it, too, because he is the gift.
You have to let him in, to live with you, so that you can live
for him. It’s not easy undoing the power of the old myth that you
can’t be forgiven. You
will occasionally find yourself revisiting the very places where you
left your sinful mark. And,
failing that, there will be others to remind you.
There will always be others who try to name you by what
you’ve done. Our
cat’s name is Sophie. It’s
not a derivative of the root word for wisdom.
We don’t call her Sophie because she is wise among cats but
because, when she was just a kitten and we had just rescued her from
the pound, she would hide behind the cushions on the sofa as though
not sure of our intentions for her. So, we called her Sophie.
We named her for what she did.
We do that with people, too.
Adulterer. Divorcee.
Drunk. Convict.
The list goes on. In
this world, with some people, you may forever bear the name of what
you did. In God’s
family, you get named for what you are becoming.
That’s why his word says, about this Jesus who came bringing
the gift of God’s salvation, “to all who received him, who
believed in his name, he gave power to become children of
God.” (John
1:12)
In this world, known by the myth that you are forever what
you’ve done and no more. In
the Messiah’s new and coming world, known for what God is remaking
you to be. Just as John borrowed Isaiah’s words to tell us of God’s
wonderful gift of salvation, if you’d like to receive it by inviting
that gift off of the porch and into your home, you can borrow the
words of a very old hymn. “Thou
didst leave thy throne and thy kingly crown when thou camest to earth
for me; but in Bethlehem’s home was there found no room for thy holy
nativity. Thou camest,
Lord, with thy Living word that should set thy people free; O come to
my heart, Lord Jesus. There
is room in my heart for Thee! O
come to my heart, Lord Jesus. There
is room in my heart for Thee!”
Amen. |
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| Glen Schmucker, Pastor |
December 10, 2000
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| Copyright © 2000, Glen Schmucker | |