A parable of
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Think back
to that psalm today. Isn’t it beautiful?
I imagine
the rich man in today’s story would have thought it lovely….protected, cared
for etc…I am soooo blessed
I imagine
the beggar Lazarus would have thought it a joke. Where’s my protection and care? Seems like I’m cursed.
It seems
unfair, doesn’t it.
Yet in
Jesus’ day fairness wouldn’t have entered into the picture. As Jesus began to tell the story…..a rich
man….and a beggar….his listeners would have been nodding their heads, and said,
yeah that’s the way it is….this rich man is wealthy therefore he’s been
favoured by God, he’s a good guy, and the poor guy – well, he must be a sinner,
because the poor are cursed. It says so
in scripture. It’s right there in Deuteronomy
And that’s
just how life was then; in Jesus’ day there was no ‘pulling yourself up by your
bootstraps’, or making money as a rung on the social class ladder. The chasm, the gap, was already permanent in
everyone’s eyes. But the story doesn’t
end there, for God’s eyes see differently.
So Jesus
continues…the rich man dies and is stuck in the place of the dead, and the
beggar ends up ‘gathered to his ancestors’.
(BTW this is
not a cinematic preview about heaven and hell—later centuries read that into
the story to suit the church’s own purposes but that’s another sermon—it’s
about separation, even among the people of God—a parable set in the context of
Jewish faith, but addressed to early Christians to challenge their and now
maybe our, assumptions also)
This is a shocking
reversal of expectations, challenge to assumptions, it would have been even antagonistic
to cultural mores of Jesus’ listeners.
You mean I can’t appeal to my religious heritage? that traditional beliefs are wrong? What about where it says in the Bible….you
know, Moses and the prophets and all that.
Well, yes,
if you pick and choose how you live out the beliefs and the scriptures. The common interpretation of scripture that
the rich are those blessed by God and the poor those who are cursed, is set on
its tail by Jesus. The whole idea of
who’s in and who’s out is up for grabs.
It’s another
kin-dom parable that takes what we think scripture says, and the ways we
interpret it, and exposes it for the self- and social-preservation tool we’ve
made it. Jesus, if we look back a few
verses, tells this story as response to the Pharisees, the good religious folk
just like us, who objected to his last parable about the dishonest steward.*remember
how that went over last week?)
We can find
just about anything we want in scripture; I do it just by standing here
speaking!
And Jesus
keeps changing the interpretation in front of our eyes. For God’s eyes see
differently.
With this story Jesus turns scripture upside
down and makes them remember OTHER sacred texts about caring for the
poor lifting then up in fact---Jesus comes down on the side of the
‘cursed’. Wow.
Is it that
different today? What we have in the way
of wealth, or possessions, or don’t have, defines us in our own eyes, in the
eyes of others and society in general.
The gaps aren’t just financial, but when they are, they become
geographic as they did in this parable….. Our possessions affect our sight so
that we don’t really have to see the beggar at our gate; we separate ourselves
into nicer communities. And when we do
come across a Lazarus, how well do we see?
Nate
story/Linda’s story
I wish I had really seen HIM, the
person…it was a missed opportunity to practice love and noticing
And for both
of us it was too late. The distinctions
we make are the ever-widening chasm that separates God’s children—between rich
and poor, but also within the church as well as between classes, and even, God forgive us, between faiths.
It seems
like a sad and damning story. Is there no hope?
Well, although our bible story ends there, there is ‘the rest of the
story’ that happens now, as we hear it today, in our divided, intentionally
separated world.
God’s eyes
see differently—scripture is full of a God who sees, who feels compassion, and
who acts. God has more hope, more grace,
more bridgebuilding capability than father Abraham, who thought nothing, not
even a miracle of resurrection, would make any difference.
Because we
have Jesus, a resurrected from the dead witness to that dramatic alternative
vision of God’s. Don’t we?
It makes a
difference to us that Jesus was raised from the dead, and we become the
messengers the rich man longed for, the carriers of drops of water across the
gap, the feeders of those who’d love crumbs from our sumptuous feasts….. But do we?
Remember how
the U.S. and 188 other countries set Millenium Goals? One was to eradicate extreme poverty by
2015—that’s coming up pretty fast.
There’s a lot of chasm crossing still to do.
There is
some good news….In the last 20 yrs child mortality has dropped almost by
half—some of God’s people are crossing the chasm one small act at a time. But still, every 4 seconds someone dies of
starvation. For an awful lot of us, the
resurrection of Jesus hasn’t changed us one whit; the grace and compassion of
God we take for granted for ourselves alone…we have failed to see our sisters
and brothers in God’s family across the chasm or outside the gate, so we have
failed to enter into community with them and chosen to remain in isolation.
God asks us,
do you see what I see? Do you see your
own abundance? Your isolation?
Do you see
the beggar, let alone his sores or the dogs’ saliva?
Do you see
the chasm, the separation—do you see it as permanent and preferred
duality? Or an opportunity for
bridge-building?
The cross,
and the empty tomb, offer us a bridge, excuse the pun, to cross over……to bring
a message to those who need to hear of Moses and the prophets and Jesus, the
word of hope, and who can bring water, literally and spiritually, to a thirsty
world.
I believe
that the God of scripture who sees the gap, feels the separation, and acts to
bring relief and reconciliation, also seeks to close the gap that seems so
permanent to our biased eyes.
Will we take
up the challenge? Will we see as God
sees, and act on it? Can we see with the
eyes of God, the eyes of compassion?