Scripture Intro - Luke
18:1-8
Here Jesus tells his disciples a parable about a
persistent widow and an unjust judge.
There’s a reason why Jesus, and Jeremiah, and Isaiah
before him, had so much to say about widows. In the socioeconomic structure of
the ancient world, widows were located very close to the bottom.
A woman who had no husband typically had no money,
no property, and no power.
And if she had no father or brother or other male
relative to take her in, she likely lived on the street surviving on whatever
scraps she could find there.
The word for 'widow' in Hebrew means 'silent one' or
'one unable to speak.'
But the widow in Jesus’ parable doesn’t accept her
lot in life. She refuses to remain silent. She persists in seeking justice and
in the end she receives it, even from an unjust judge.
With this parable, Jesus poses a question to his
disciples:
Would our loving and compassionate God be any less
responsive to our persistent cries for help?
The Rev. Maureen Frescott
Congregational Church of
Amherst, UCC
October 16, 2016 – Family
Worship – Mission Sunday
Luke 18:1-8
“Be the Change
You Want to See”
One
of the wonderful things I get to do as part of my ministry here in Amherst is
go on our Senior High Youth Group mission trips.
If
you’ve ever been a chaperone on a mission trip (or gone on any trip where it
was your job to keep a large group of youth moving safely through an
unpredictable environment) then you know that the greatest challenge on these
trips is this:
When
navigating down busy city streets, the adult chaperones typically deploy themselves
in and around the group.
One
or two stay at the front to lead the way.
A
few hover in the middle to make sure no one steps in front of a cab or gets
caught crossing a street when a light is about to change.
And
a few stay at the back acting as sweepers
– making sure no gets distracted by a store window, stops at a street
vendor, or otherwise gets left behind.
The
hardest part of urban navigation is getting that long train of teenagers to go
in the direction you want them to go.
Many
times I’ve been at the back of the pack yelling, “Turn left!” as the entire group
inevitably turns right.
For
weeks after we get home, every night I have ‘mission trip dreams’ where I lose
the whole group in some unfamiliar city and we spend the entire trip trying to
find each other.
I
hate those dreams.
In
2013, we took our Senior High Youth down to New York City for a week to help
serve individuals and families in need in soup kitchens, homeless shelters, and
food pantries.
After
our first long day at our worksites, we managed to get our group of 27 teens
and 4 adults into the 42nd Street subway station.
Getting
a group this size on and off a subway train is whole other challenge.
You
have to teach the teens to wait for the people to get off the train first, and
then have them move as fast as they can to get on the train before you hear the
dreaded voice from above say, “Stand
clear of the closing doors."
On
more than one occasion I found myself ushering the last teen onto the train
while the doors began to close in front of me.
One
time I had to pry the doors open with my bare hands.
When
they say adrenaline can give you super human strength, they’re not kidding.
But
on this particular day in NYC, the trains were running late.
As
our group filled the subway platform we encountered a homeless man collecting
spare change in a paper cup and quietly singing the classic soul song from the
70’s, Lean on Me.
We
watched as seasoned New Yorkers pushed past him and ignored him as you’re apt
to do when you have someplace to get to and you’ve learned to tune out the
multitude of people with cardboard signs begging for money wherever you turn.
You
almost have to, or you’d never get where you were going.
The
man singing in the subway that day had a wonderful voice, and as soon as our
teens heard him singing several of them began to sing along with him.
Before
we knew it we were all singing – all 31 of us - belting out the chorus of Lean on Me - as the New Yorkers and
tourists alike did double takes and tried to figure out what was going on.
Then
something amazing happened.
Other
people standing on the platform began to sing with us - even the jaded New
Yorkers. People began to record us with their cell phones.
Soon
we were surrounded by a ring of strangers all singing,
“Lean on me,when you’re not strong,and I’ll be your friend,I’ll help you carry on.”
And
the man’s empty paper cup began to fill and then overflow with change and
folded bills.
Afterward
the man thanked the teens profusely - saying over and over again, “God bless
you all.”
One
of our sophomores, who was all of 15 at the time, reflected on this experience
afterward and said,
“We’re from Amherst, NH we didn’t know how to be New Yorkers.We didn’t know we were NOT supposed to sing with a homeless guy in the subway or even acknowledge his presence as we walked by.We didn’t know we were supposed to ignore him.”
The
widow in our Gospel reading this morning was used to being ignored.
As
a woman who had no man attached to her she was used to being overlooked,
dismissed, and treated as if she didn’t have a voice, as if she - and her pain
- didn’t matter.
But
she didn’t let the dismissive behavior of others deter her.
She
never stopped acting as if she did matter.
She
continued to put herself in front of that judge day after day,
until
he finally relented and gave her what she was seeking – Justice.
Luke
shared this parable from Jesus with his readers because they were beginning to think
that they didn’t matter.
When
Luke wrote his gospel, Jesus had been gone for almost 50 years.
Where
was the triumphant return of Christ they had been told to expect at any time?
Where
was the coming Kingdom of God they had been promised?
Instead
of celebrating their liberation and victory over oppression, suffering, and
death, they were still being pressed down under the weight of it –
all
of it.
At
the time, the followers of Jesus were still a tiny minority.
Many
of their strong and vocal leaders had already been stoned to death, crucified
or beheaded.
James,
Steven, Paul.
Like
the widow in Jesus’ parable, those who were left to carry on Christ’s message
continued to pray to God to end their misery and grant them justice.
They
prayed that God would turn the world upside so the last would be first and the
first would be last, and poverty and hunger and oppression would be no more -
just as Jesus had promised.
How
long, O God?
How
long must we wait?
How
long must we endure?
This
was their prayer.
This
was their song.
Of
course, as we know, God does things in God’s own time.
And
while the early Christians kept looking over their shoulder and sleeping with
one eye open, waiting for Jesus to return, eventually they came to understand
that an immediate rescue wasn’t in the cards.
If
they wanted to experience any lasting change in their world they’d have to go
about building the Kingdom of God to the best of THEIR OWN abilities, bolstered
by the belief that God was leading them, every step of the way.
There’s
a quote that’s often attributed to Mahatma Gandhi that says,
“Be
the change you want to see in the world.”
It’s
a wonderful quote, but Gandhi didn’t actually say that.
What
Gandhi actually said is printed on the cover of today’s bulletin:
We but mirror the world.
All the tendencies present in the outer world are to
be found in the world of our body. If we could change ourselves, the tendencies
in the world would also change.
Let’s
all read it again, together:
We but mirror the world.
All the tendencies present in the outer world are to
be found in the world of our body. If we could change ourselves, the tendencies
in the world would also change.
In
other words:
Change
yourself and change the world.
Today
is Mission Sunday.
And
all the different ways we have to serve our community and serve each other that
we’re going to hear about during and after today’s service would never happen
if everyday ordinary people didn’t seek to change.
To
change their behavior, change their priorities, change their hearts.
Instead
of going out on Saturday night a single woman chooses to spend the evening serving
meals and folding sheets at Anne Marie
House.
Instead
of coming home after a long hard day and collapsing in front of the TV or
shuttling the kids to 3 different practices, a family chooses to head over to End 68 hours of Hunger and pack bags of
food for children.
And
instead of spending the day puttering around his garden or workshop, a retiree
chooses to deliver Meals on Wheels,
or volunteer at a community supper, even when the “tired” part of retirement
becomes a daily struggle.
Our
teens go on mission trips and choose to spend a full week serving others
because they want to change the world for the better, but the biggest change
happens within them when they sit down with the people they’re serving and
listen to their stories.
They
learn that people become homeless or go to food pantries or seek assistance for
a myriad of reasons.
In
Tennessee, we met a man who was suffering from chronic depression who masked his
pain with alcohol and was unable to hold down a job.
In
New York City, we met a woman who had two masters degrees and spoke 3 languages,
but she and her children had to flee her abusive husband with just the clothes
on their backs, and now she was working 3 jobs just to feed them.
In Washington
DC, we met a man who lost everything when his wife died of cancer – his job, his
home, his kids - when hundreds of thousand of dollars in medical bills mired
him in debt and tore his family apart.
What
surprises our teens and our adults the most when we listen to these stories –
is that most of the people seeking help have jobs, or receive food stamps or
some other form of assistance.
But
it’s still not enough.
We
have need for Anne Marie House, and End 68 Hours of Hunger, and Meals on Wheels
- and all the other organizations that serve as partners in mission in our community
and in our world - because of complex issues and deeply entrenched systems that
we’re unlikely to dismantle or fix anytime soon.
Still,
we come before God and cry out,
“How long must we wait, O
Lord”
knowing
that God leans towards justice
and
trusting that God is re-creating our world in God’s own time.
In
the meantime, our teacher, Jesus, calls us to continue to be the change we want
to see in the world.
To
continue to make room in our lives and in our hearts for those who have no
voice and no power.
To
not mirror the actions of the unjust judge and turn a deaf ear to those in
need.
On
this mission Sunday, I leave you with this:
Who is the better mirror of Christ?
Is
it the cynical city dweller who walks past the homeless man and prides himself
for not being taken in by a con artist or a sob story?
Or is
the naïve 15-year-old who sees a man in need singing in the subway and stops to
sing along with him,
and
inspires others to do the same.
“We
but mirror the world.
If
would could change ourselves,
the
tendencies in the world
would
also change.”
Thanks be to God.
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