I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
When it comes to faith, its OK to have questions!
Today was Palm Sunday.
Most of us know the story of this day.
Many of us have heard it every year for a life time. It’s a familiar story. About Jesus, and palms. About a donkey and adoring crowds.
The Bible is full of stories. And I am going to say something that I happen
to believe, and happen to believe is very important. That we make a mistake if we think these
stories are just stories about times long long ago. They are not
Yes, they are stories that reflect historical realities
But they are also stories about now, today, they are our
stories
That is the way the Bible is. Think about another big story, the story of
Adam and Eve. Is the great truth about
Adam and Eve and the fruit that it happened, or that it happens? This story, one of the first in the Bible is
true for us to a great degree because it is our story. Isn’t it?
We have all taken the fruit. We
have all crossed boundaries. We have all
made choices, and then later looked back and said to ourselves… are you
kidding?!! What was I thinking?
Their story is our story.
We see ourselves in them. The
story is true for us because it happened, and it explains a lot about why the
world is the way it is --but it also
explains the way the world is – now. It
is an accurate description of our lives.
And we can put ourselves in that story….
So I started to think about the Palm Sunday story….From my
perspective….
I decided to try and make it my story, and see where that kind
of dynamic interchange with the living word took me. Now mind you… this means it is very much my
way of thinking. My perspective….
But that is always how it is when one preaches. I am just giving you my interpretation….
So here goes…
It is the week before Passover in Jerusalem and the city is
crammed with people from all over.
Jerusalem is where all the action takes place. And this is the week that celebrated what
the Romans feared worst, revolt. Passover
fueled the hope of the Jewish people that God was going to do to the Romans exactly
what God did to the Egyptians who enslaved their ancestors. That with huge signs and wonders and with a
mighty arm God would send the Romans back to Italy with their tails between
their legs…
But who would be God’s new king to do this???
Enter Jesus and his gang.
The disciples are so excited about entering the city, they are telling
everyone -
“This guy is it! This
guy is the one you have been waiting for!
He’s coming! Come on! He’s coming!”
And the crowd is whipped into a frenzy! I mean, people are
cutting of branch from trees and throwing them down on the road like he’s
royalty…In essence people are laying out a red carpet for Jesus to walk down. In fact people are literally taking off their
clothes and throwing them down where Jesus will be riding in. It’s Jesus mania and the crowd is amped up.
Then, he makes his GRAND ENTRANCE! Here comes the King!
But…. he doesn’t look and act much like “the king”
It a little confusing….. “Look, your king’s on his way, poised
and ready, mounted …
On a stallion? On a war horse? On a chariot? Nope! On
a donkey, on a baby donkey
And the whole crowd is saying, “Hooray! Hooray! … then…
Wait, who is this? I
thought he was that powerful miracle man?
Who is this guy?”
As Eugene Peterson’s version of the Gospel of Matthew says, “All
of Jerusalem was UNNERVED.“
And this is where I come in.
Jesus passes, and after the enthusiasm, I am standing there, with the
flotsam of the parade lying around me, and I am like totally bummed. I don’t like being unnerved. I like my nerves
exactly where they are. I like being
able to feel like I have it all figured out.
But Jesus has thrown me a curve.
And I find I have no idea what is going on!
So I can just picture myself standing there at the side of
the road on Palm Sunday
I’ve gotten into it! I
have bought into Jesus mania
Maybe I’ve tossed my best coat our there for Jesus to ride
over
Or maybe I’ve been a crazy fool, scrambled up a tree, cut
branches
And laid them out….
But then the moment comes -
and it’s just this guy from Nazareth, riding on a stupid donkey..
So this is how this story is my story. Me trying to define God and his action. And God in Christ, being way too big for my
attempts.
This is the amazing, annoying, unsettling thing about Jesus: At every turn Jesus defies my assumptions about
God. and makes me throw out what I think
I know about who God is, and how God thinks, and how God acts, and how God
feels. Jesus makes me re-evaluate
everything that I ever thought about God.
It is often like that with Jesus and I. Jesus, is often unnerving me….. Switching
things around
Just when I think I have got Jesus figured out… surprise
Just when I think I have got life figured out, a little,
surprise
Just when I think I know where things are headed
When I think I know where I am headed
Just when I think I have made the right decisions… surprise
Jesus it appears, will continually disrupt my assumptions
about God
I never know where God is going to take me. How God is going to work in my life. Ever work that way for you?
If were standing by the road outside Jerusalem on Palm
Sunday, I would have been dazed and confused
I would have felt less certain about who God was, less
certain about what God was up to….
Perhaps that is how it should always be. Remember the story where Moses asks God for
his name ? Moses wants certainty. He wants to be able to put a label on
God. God replies… “I am” Or some would say “I am who I am”. Helpful huh ?! It is as if God were saying… “If your goal is
to figure me out, and get me defined, it is not going to happen!”
Palm Sunday would have left me with more questions than
answers. And frankly that is OK!
Rob Bell suggests that Questioning God is central to the
Christian experience. “Not belligerent, arrogant questions that have
not respect for our maker,” he notes, “ but naked, honest, vulnerable, raw
questions, arising out of the awe that comes from engaging the living
God.”
“This kind of questioning” he states, “frees us. Frees us from having to have it all figured
out. Frees us from having answers to
everything. Frees us from always having
to be right. It allows us to have moment
when we come to the end of our ability to comprehend.’
With God we will always come to “the end of our ability to
comprehend.” God is huge! The way God works is rooted in his very
INFINITE nature. They second we think we
have God defined, we no longer have God.
And so in our lives with God, we seek answers. But even though we get answers, we will never
run out of questions. We get
answers. But those answers only plunge
us into even more questions.
Bell gives this example!
“For God so loved the world that he gave his only son. So why did God give his son?
Because God loves the world?
But what does it mean for God to love the world? Does God love evil people? Mean people?
People who don’t think that God exists?
People who think that God loves only them? And why does God love the world? What
motivates God to love like this?
John would say because God is love….But how can God be love? Is every experience of love an experience of
God?” You get the idea.
Bell concludes. Its
like a pool that you dive into and you start swimming toward the bottom, and
soon you discover that no matter how hard and fast you swim downward the pool
keeps getting…. Deeper.
The more we learn about God, the more we know God is a
mystery we will never figure out. So as
the Palm Sunday story becomes my story… the lesson I learn is that I will never
ever figure God out. God will always
surprise me. God will do things I don’t
expect in ways I don’t expect
But… God is God. God’s
strange plan, played out on Palm Sunday, Good Friday, and Easter, worked.
It worked, scandalous and unexpected as it all was.
And I can trust, that even when I don’t get it. Even when I don’t understand what God is up
to, or why God is using the strategy God is using, that God will get me, and
those I love, and this church, and, indeed, all creation, where we need to go….
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