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Grace to you and peace from God our creator and from our
Lord and Savior Jesus the Christ by the power of the Holy Spirit, amen.
A former colleague of mine can’t stand the word “nice.”
At least, when it was used as a bland description of something or a generic
comment about a person. “He is a very nice young man.” “It was a nice day.” “Nice
job on the test.” Something that is mildly pleasant, but perhaps unremarkable.
We tell our children to “play nice” at recess, meaning to
take turns, share, and say please and thank you. We remind one another with
sayings like “It costs nothing to be nice,” “its nice to be important, but it’s
more important to be nice, “It doesn’t matter who you are, if you’re nice to
me, I’ll be nice to you.” “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything
at all.”As I typed up this sermon, my grammar check was going crazy, trying to
get me to use more descriptive adjectives in place of all the times I used
“nice”!
Being “Nice” can mean hedging your bets, avoiding “taking
sides,” not rocking the boat, a good thing to do to not cause a fuss or to be
viewed as controversial.
So, it comes as kind of a surprise when Peter, the “leaps out of boats before
he thinks” kind of guy, wants Jesus
to stop saying these ridiculous and audacious things….when much of the time
it’s the other way around. And its just last week, too, Peter got a Gold Star for
correctly identifying Jesus’ secret Super Hero Identity as the Messiah.
Flashback to last week: Jesus is with his disciples
Caesarea Philippi, a Roman town full of statues and temples to every god and
goddess under the sun. It is here that Jesus asks the hundred-thousand-dollar
question – Who do YOU say that I am? The disciples take a stab at it, but only
Peter gets it right – “You are the Messiah, the son of the living God.” – God
who is not a dead stone statue but a living creative force who created the
world and is loose in it. A God who gave Peter his new name for his correct
answer – Petros, or Rocky.
Though we heard those words a week ago in our time, only days, hours, or even
minutes elapsed before Peter puts his foot in his mouth. Just as Jesus begin to
explain to his disciples what it MEANS for him to the son of the Living God, Peter,
thinking he’s on a role, opens his mouth to protest. “God forbid it, Lord!” “Stop
talking like that! That’s not how
it’s going to be when YOU are in charge! Suffering and death? You must have
gotten the pages of the script mixed up. What you are describing is NOT what
power looks like!”
In the musical Jesus Christ Superstar, Simon the Zealot
leads a cheering crowd in praising Jesus. Simon, like Peter, tries to get Jesus
to toe the “Messiah line,” - saying, Jesus,
“You'll get the power and the glory, for ever and ever
and ever!” Like in Peter’s confession last week – only in a big epic musical moment!
But instead of accepting their accolades, Jesus is a big
party pooper. Jesus responds, “Neither you Simon, nor the fifty thousand, nor
the Romans, nor the Jews, Nor Judas, nor the twelve, nor the Priests, nor the
scribes, nor doomed Jerusalem itself…. understand what power is…. understand what glory
is… understand at all.”
News flash Peter and Simon – and the rest of us - Jesus
is NOT here to set up his own kingdom made in the image of the world, with
power, glory, and might. Jesus came to set up God’s kingdom here IN this world,
but not OF it. And we often have trouble understanding God’s kingdom when we
encounter it, because it IS so different from the kingdoms of the world we are
so used to.
We are surrounded by messages of this Kingdom of Might –
where power comes from strength, influence, and affluence. If we do not have
access to power in one of these ways, we seek to emulate those who do – we
follow in the footsteps of the powerfully, hoping that some will rub off. Power
by association.
Most of the time this is unconscious, or so totally
ingrained in how we live that we don’t notice. It is even built into the very
fabric of this country – pervasive in our founding narrative. We are a nation
built on the idea that a scrappy band of colonists forcibly wrested the right
to their own freedom out of the clutches of the most powerful empire in the
world. We are now in control of our own destiny, and we will use all force necessary to keep it that way.
But there is a dark side to this power, bought at a steep
price, leaving wounds in our society that have never fully healed. This is
power that excludes, divides, and ignores the humanity of some to elevate the few.
The source of Jesus’ power could not be more opposite… It is the power of God, power found is vulnerability.
It is strength found in weakness. It is might found in non-violence.
It is the certainty found in mystery. It is gaining the whole world by throwing our entire
lives away. It is the way of the cross, following in the footsteps of
Jesus, who was called to die for our
sake, so that we may die to ourselves for the sake of others.
We as followers of Jesus are not called to merely be nice. We are called to die. We are called to die to our own
wishes of self-preservation, pride, and comfort. We are called to die to the
wishes of the world, the ways of power and privilege. We are called to die to
participation in institutions and cultural norms that benefit some, but not
others And we are called to die to the desire to hate and vilify those who hate
everything we stand for.
Picking up our cross does not look like “being nice” for
the sake of not rocking the boat – for example, staying in an abusive
relationship, enabling the poor decisions of a family member, or NOT asking for
help when we are overwhelmed. I know last week I told you all that you were
heroes for God. But this week I say to you – don’t be a hero. Don’t overextend
yourself in a way that is damaging. Don’t carry a cross that was forced on you by
someone else.
But heroes DO willingly
make pledges to something… to defend the city, to save the planet, to protect
the innocent. One hero that I have been talking about ad nauseum lately is
Martin Luther King Jr. In a book of his quotes, curated by his wife Coretta
Scott King, I came across a pledge written by Dr. King for those who were
participating in the 1963 sit-in demonstrations in Birmingham. At lunch counters
all over the South, African-American young people were sitting at segregated
lunch counters, putting their bodies on the line, to non-violently protest
segregation and Jim Crow Laws. They were shouted at, spit on, and sometimes
dragged out and beaten, but they did not lift a finger to defend themselves in
the face of such evil.
The pledge that these brave men and women followed
included some of these “commandments”
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Meditate daily on the life and teaches of
Jesus.
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Walk and talk in the manner of love, for God
is love.
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Sacrifice personal wishes so that all men
might be free.
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Refrain from the violence of fist, tongue,
and heart.
Just to name a few. These heroes, these brave women and
men were not being “nice” or “polite.” They were sitting where they didn’t
“belong.” They put their bodies into harm’s way and often they paid for it. And
Martin Luther King Jr certainly paid for his stand for justice – he paid with
his life. Dr. King lost his life, but the movement lived on, and his speeches
and writings still inspire us today.
It’s not too late to join the non-violent, non-nice,
non-polite movement of Jesus. We may not have the ability to join
demonstrations or protests. We may not have the opportunities to physically put
our bodies in harm’s way. But I am comforted by what comes at the end of Dr.
King’s non-violent pledge: “besides demonstrations, I could help the moment by…
run errands, drive my car, clerical work, mimeograph, distribute leaflets….
circle [all that apply].” In other words, carrying the cross in all the boring
ways that don’t get a whole lot of press. But perhaps might be just as hard,
because of the pushback we may receive from friends, family, and even totally
strangers.
Jesus calls us to let go of what is “nice” and instead, as
Paul wrote – hold fast to what is good. Hold fast to the cross. Hold fast to
Jesus. Amen.
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