Twenty-fifth Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year B; St. Ann's / Chapel of Mary.
There’s a puzzle that British
newspapers like to publish called ‘spot the ball.’ They’ll take a photo of a moment in a soccer
match, use computer wizardry to render the ball invisible and invite readers to
reconstruct where it must be. It
sometimes takes some thought, but it’s an eminently doable puzzle, because all
the action really is revolving around the ball; everyone on the pitch treats it
as the most important object in the world and focuses their attention on
it. It’s the same when someone really important,
really valued, is walking somewhere. They’re
surrounded, in the center, all conversations and interactions are focused
around the great one in their midst.
But that doesn’t seem to be how it is for Jesus, walking with his
disciples. They don’t make him their
center. In fact, the people who left all
to follow him have already started the process of abandoning him that will
reach its fullness at his crucifixion, when he gives all out of love for a
people who can’t stand to be with him.
The saddest line in this gospel passage is Jesus asking his disciples,
“what were you arguing about on the way?”
Never mind that they were arguing; never mind what they were arguing
about; the very fact that he had to ask is enough to make us stop and lament:
they’d so distanced themselves from their loving Lord that he has to ask what
they were talking about.
But we don’t note this in order to excoriate long-dead
disciples. We engage in this lament to
understand what drove them back, and to marvel how Jesus responded in love to
this willful refusal to accept him and his word. And we do that because how Jesus responded is
how Jesus responds still now today to us, because we draw back sometimes too.
The disciples were scared. Jesus
had just talked of the suffering he was to experience. They’d come to love their Lord; they’d
witnessed his power over disease, sin, and storm, they’d started to trust and
rely on him, and this talk of him suffering, of taking the fullness of human
suffering onto himself was just too much for them. So, out of fear of seeing the one they love
suffer, they retreat a little from that love; putting a little distance between
them and Jesus so as those who’ll hurt him can hurt them a little less.
They try to find something secure they can cling to, and they try to
find it in status and honor, in winning the competition of being greatest. They
replace the Way of the Cross with the way of seeking after acclaim. We do this
all the time when we’re scared: we find something to grasp, and it’s normally
the wrong thing, and the grasping stops us from being open. So, they break what
my seminary rector called the 11th Commandment: “Thou shalt not
compare.” Because when we start playing the comparison game, either we win and
we fall into pride or we lose and fall into jealousy. Either way we lose. James
talks about that kind of jealousy and selfish ambition in his community, and
how it makes it disordered and creates a sense of war.
Jesus’ response to this could just have been to shake his head in a
mix of anger and disappointment and move on, but he stops, and he brings a
child into their midst. They refused him
that place in their midst, but he doesn’t accept their retreat. He acts. He
teaches, by re-arranging the space to reform the priorities, the sense of what
really matters in this room. And he puts
a child there. And children, in this
context, were not cute. Children were
non-people, or, at best, soon-to-be-people.
To the Jews’ disgust, Greeks and Romans regularly left children who were
inconvenient to die. Children were
vulnerable. And now this child is
embraced.
Jesus centers the child, and Jesus embraces the child, and in this
move, Jesus invites his disciples to something better than fleeing in fear and
chasing after power: He invites embrace.
He says to them what he say to us: that he knows we’re afraid of the
storm, he knows we’re afraid of being too weak for this world, he knows we’re
vulnerable. But we don’t need to run
from these things. In our weakness, he
puts us in the center of his world, and he embraces us. The hands that stretched the heavens in a
span and knew wound for us embrace us.
Here in this place we put Jesus in the center. In receiving him,
body, blood, soul and divinity, we re-enthrone him in the center of our
persons. Let’s keep him there, in the non-persons of our day, as we’re sent forth
from this place.
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