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"Who do you say
that I am?" Jesus asked. Simon Peter answered, "You
are the Messiah, the Son of the living God." And Jesus
answered, "Blessed are you, Simon son of Jonah! ... You are
Peter (petros), and on this rock (petra)
I will build my church..." Jesus then began to speak of
the rough road ahead. And Peter took him aside and rebuked him... "Get
behind me, Satan!" Jesus replied. "You are a stumbling
block..." (Matthew 16:13-23) May these words of this Peter be like a rock, |
"Inheriting eternal life"
Message preached October 12, 2003
Long Green Valley Church of the Brethren
Glen Arm, Maryland USA
based upon Mark 10:17-31
A small group was gathered in a suburban Chicago living room. This scripture lay before them, part of a Bible study I was leading. I was fresh out of college then, in the middle of a year of voluntary service. My needs were few, as were my obligations, so this scripture did not seem all that difficult. I do recall, however, one person in that small group twenty five years ago really struggling with what Jesus had to say to the rich man. It wasn’t an intellectual battle he was fighting, trying to explain away the words and make them more palatable. No, dull as I may have been at that stage in my journey, pumped up with my own expertise as a "graduate," I was aware that this man was truly grappling with whether or not he could follow Jesus.
As we, today, turn to this story of our Lord, it would very easy to distance ourselves from the words, and allow the rich fellow in this episode to be a "straw man." That is, we look at him as not being very real. He becomes to us an "object lesson" in what not to do, someone we can tear down by simply pulling out his "straw," because that’s all that we see inside of him. He is, after all, a "rich" man, and everybody knows how shallow rich people can be. Not like the rest of us poor folks who have to scrape by paycheck to paycheck... See how easy it is to write this guy off? And if we can write him off, we can do the same with his question.
"What must I do to inherit eternal life?" That’s what he asked Jesus. Now, maybe what he was seeking had some similarity to those Egyptians kings of old who were so concerned with life after death that they built elaborate pyramids with which to equip themselves when they died for the next world. However, I’m not sure that was really what this rich man was asking of Jesus.
The past month has been a strange one for me. It began with the death of my uncle, who was a lot like his oldest brother, my Dad, now gone twenty years. A week or so later for me came a traffic accident, which was clearly my fault. This - and a few other struggles - brought home to me how quickly things can change. Then, putting my daughter on a flight for Chicago made me aware that a major shift in the life of our family is approaching, after she graduates next Spring... With Karen now working everyday, I’m in charge of getting all the children off to school. Waiting with Tessa for the school bus, there are days when I see life quickly slipping away. I want to grab it, and hold it to my breast, and savor the moments before they fly off. But such things cannot be held, can they? They pass, and the older we get the quicker they go.
"Eternal life," and what to do in order to latch onto it, is not just a question which concerns us only as we approach death. A favorite author of mine once wrote, "we think of Eternal Life, if we think of it at all, as what happens when life ends. We would do better to think of it as what happens when life begins" (F. Buechner, Wishful Thinking, p. 22). While "eternal life" is not just about pie-in-the-sky-after-you-die, it’s also much more than merely a happy, well-adjusted, productive kind of existence. You young people - for instance - are standing on a threshold in your journey, waiting for your "life" to begin - meaning, I guess, your turn at bat.
It’s interesting that when we tell this Bible story, we bring in the element of youth. Last week in my sermon, for example, I looked ahead to today’s message, and called this fellow a rich "young" man. However, nowhere does it say anything about his age, other than that he had observed the commandments "since his youth," that is, since the day of his bar mitzva when he consciously accepted the yoke of the law of Moses. Yes, he might have been a young guy. However, he could’ve been my age, or the age of that man I encountered outside Chicago twenty five years ago. Maybe his coming to Jesus that day was part of his so-called "mid-life crisis."
Having said that, I encourage you not to pigeonhole this guy. I don’t, for instance, want to let you of younger years off the hook when it comes to this question, saying - "aw, that’s not where I’m at." Every person in this room is at some critical juncture in life, though it may not be at the top of your agenda. The forks in the road we each face along the way may involve different decisions, but all are somehow connected to this question, "what must I do to inherit eternal life?" What we do now does have an impact upon the future. Our decisions matter. Each of us.
I tell the story of my twentieth birthday, spent hiking the Appalachian Trail with a bunch of children from Camp Swatara. On that day I was fully aware that my teen years were now over, and I wondered what I had done with them. Where had they gone? Where was I now headed? It was a critical juncture in my life. Within a month of that day I would make one of the biggest shifts in my life up to that point. On that day there was a song I just couldn’t get out of my brain. No, it wasn’t a hymn or a song sung in church, though it could’ve been. That’s one reason we sing in church, you know. Over and over again, the words from these "songs and hymns and spiritual songs" sink into our memory, often to return at moments when we need them. Sometimes they come to bug us when we need to be bugged by a God who won’t leave us alone.
Anyway, the tune came from a folk-rock group popular back then, Seals and Crofts. The key phrase from that song which would not let me go as I hiked along the crest of South mountain, was "we may never pass this way again..." I wonder what song was bugging that rich man as he came to Jesus long, long ago. God was doing something in him, that’s for sure. Obviously, God had been "bugging" him, if you will, otherwise this fellow wouldn’t have come to Jesus that day.
This is one of those stories, you know, in which we are given only a glimpse of another tale. We know that this fellow left Jesus disappointed. However, what happened afterward is not told. Who knows where the path of this person led from there? Don’t you think the song Jesus sang in response to his question continued to nag at him? I know, Jesus didn’t really sing, but humor me anyway. I imagine that fellow chewed on those words for a long time, as God continued to work on him. Just like God continues to work on us.
Hearing what Jesus said to the rich man as if it were a song may be helpful for us as we deal with what should be a troubling scripture for us. After all, in the larger story of this globe at present, we are not the "poor folks." The rest of the world sees us as the rich rulers. We have inherited great wealth just by virtue of being born here and not somewhere else. I don’t say that to induce guilt. It’s just the truth. We may not feel rich, with bills coming out of our ears, but in the bigger picture, folks, we are. Let’s be honest. Part of our current struggle revolves around our possessions possessing us, keeping us from hearing the Lord’s song. But our hearing can get blocked in other ways, you know.
Jesus sang to that man a song about letting go of that which stops us from hearing and following. It’s a tune that continues to nag at us - as it should. Of course, we each hear it differently. In conversation this week, someone was telling me about dreading the thought of having to move to another home some day. "We’ve got so much stuff up in the attic, I’d just as soon have someone come in and take it all away, as sort through it and have a yard sale." All that "stuff" this person spoke of is no doubt connected to memories of moments you don’t want to let go. Life is so short.
I don’t want to let go of my little girl getting on the school bus, my bigger girl getting on the airplane, my uncle who reminded me of my Dad, my car which had carried the precious cargo of my family over 130,000 miles... You plug your own items, don’t just depend upon me talking about mine. What are you having a hard time letting go? What is preventing you from hearing the Lord’s song?
The truth is, we can’t take any of this with us - none of us - no matter how hard we try. It’s not just a matter of "money, money, money." If that’s all you hear in this story, you haven’t yet heard the Lord’s song. It’s not merely about our possessions which, yes, can come to possess us. We can, after all, have a big yard sale and still miss the kingdom of God.
We pity those who recently lost so much in the hurricane, some of whom we know personally. As we hear their stories, and hopefully respond with caring hearts and hands, the losses we grieve the most for them are such things as photo albums and other such irreplaceables. How should someone like that hear this scripture? They had their treasure taken from them. They didn’t give it up. Of course, the process for them of getting on with their lives will by necessity involve a lot of letting go. Either they let go at some point, or they hold on to the only thing they can hold onto - bitterness.
You know, we will all leave this present life the same way we arrived. When little Beth Kagarise recently entered this world, she had only her birthday suit. The Pharaohs of old didn’t get that you can’t take anything with you. All you’ve got is your birthday suit ... and your God.
"Come, follow me," Jesus sang to that rich man. "Let go and follow." It was a simple song about living in the presence of God, before whom we are all naked as the day we were born. That’s what Eternal Life is, you know - living in the presence of God. Some day, we will see face to face this One who will wipe away every tear. Jesus calls us to live in that promise now. To follow him is to live today with the Lord as if this very moment were overflowing with eternity - which it is.
What, however, is preventing us from hearing this song of Eternal Life, and stepping into it? Are there things we each need to let go? These may not be possessions. It may have nothing to do with money, or the "stuff" which clutters our homes. What are you holding onto that is keeping you from really following Jesus this very moment, from living in God’s presence today, from receiving Eternal Life now? ... Let it go, and come.
In the story immediately before this account of the rich man, Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me; do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of God belongs. Truly I tell you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will never enter it" (Mark 10:14-15). Do you hear the Lord’s song? You are that child. I imagine my Lord wanting to do with that rich man - and with all who recognize themselves in him - what he had just done with those children who came to him. Do you remember what that was? He took them in his arms and blessed them.
Can you hear the Lord’s song? I invite you to let go of whatever is holding you back; let go of it and receive what God so abundantly wants to provide. Then come, follow Jesus.
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©2003 Peter
L. Haynes
(you are welcome to borrow and, where / as appropriate, note
the source - myself or those from whom I have knowingly borrowed.)