Sermon
11-11-18
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.
When you were little, did you ever daydream that you
would become a famous movie star? Maybe you imagined that you would end up on
Star Search or get discovered on American Idol or America’s Got Talent. My
cousin once went to an audition for American Idol when one of those nation-wide
auditions happened in a city near us. She told us it was NOTHING like what you
see on TV. On the show, you see the famous three judges in a room by themselves
with the lucky or unlucky singer. That was for just a small fraction of people.
The rest of them, my cousin included, were corralled into a school gym, where
dozens of people were auditioning all at the same time, in front of the B or
even C team of judges, and she could barely hear herself sing. What a different
experience to the one she thought she might have had. And, spoiler alert, even
though my cousin sings very well, she did NOT make it on the show.
Pretty soon we grow up and grow wiser, through perhaps
some similar life experience, and realize that we can’t ALL be famous. Maybe we
might have a “15 minutes of fame” moment or are lucky to “know someone who
knows someone famous.” But most of us will be famous only in the way that Naomi
Shahib Nye describes in her NOT very well-known poem. “The river is famous to
the fish,” She writes.
The
cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds
watching
him from the birdhouse.
The
tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek.
The
boot is famous to the earth,
more
famous than the dress shoe,
which
is famous only to floors.
By this time in the Gospel of Mark, Jesus was getting to
be pretty famous – but more like a boot than a dress shoe. At the beginning of
Chapter 12, Jesus has made a pit stop at the temple to do a little teaching on
his way to his crucifixion. This chapter in Mark has two big themes – about
money and about belonging. At the end of this chapter, Jesus parks himself in
front of the offering box in the temple and watches as people put in their
offerings in.
Some rich people walked by and made a show of writing big
checks – maybe even while wearing some version of fancy dress shoes. I imagine
they did so with those huge prop checks – you know, the ones that you see all
the time on Publisher’s Clearing House? That kind of giving reveals that they
want to be famous for their “generosity.”
And then a poor widow came by, and in goes the entire
amount of her social security check, without fanfare or notice. Jesus noticed, and pointed out to his
disciples that, out of her lack, she had given more than the richest member of
the congregation. They had all given
what they could afford… out of their excess. She had given
though she couldn’t afford it.
In those days, a widow was at the mercy of others to
survive. She was a burden on her family. She had no disposable income; she was
utterly dependent. In fact, when a woman’s husband died, her husband’s wealth
was put in a trust, to which the widow had no direct access. Her husband’s
estate was run by the Scribes, who were legal experts working with the people
who were in power, both politically and religiously. Jesus describes them as
wearing long robes and seeking all the attention for themselves by grabbing the
best places and showing false piety. This is what Jesus means by “devouring
widows houses” – they had “oversight” over the estates of these widows and were
known to skim off the top. They then “generously” gave these widows a small
allowance in order to survive.
This particular widow on has only 2 small coins to her
name – the smallest denomination in circulation at the time, called Lepta –because
the scribes have not left her anything else. And even then, she gave literally
her last cent to the very institution that was keeping her in poverty, the same
institution that supported the scribes and kept them in power. She gave
everything she had to the temple treasury - to a building that in less than a
few decades would be a pile of rubble on the ground, thanks to the Roman Empire
that is currently in power, and with whom the scribes are collaborating.
In Jesus’ time, the influential, the wealthy, and the
people in power had convinced this widow that she was not enough, and she had
to give all of herself, her whole life, in order to be worthy. Jesus saw her,
however, and saw her true value as a beloved child of God. Jesus is always
seeing people that we tend to overlook, people that we undervalue. They may not
be famous to us, but they are famous to Jesus… just as a tear is famous to a
cheek, and a river is famous to the fish who live in it.
The rest of the not-so-famous poem by Naomi Shihab Nye
goes like this:
I
want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous,
or a
buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,
Have we forgotten what our church can do? Sure, there were times
that Family of God had more people, more money, and more ministries. Sure,
there are plenty of churches around us who currently seem pretty flush with
those things and seem pretty “successful”. Sure, there are plenty of congregation
who are expanding their buildings or getting a lot of attention. And not to say
that these things by themselves are bad. But Jesus is telling us to be on the
look out for the times when WE think that we need to spend all our time and
resources going after THESE things in order to “properly” do God’s work. Because
when we do that, we give away the “might,” we do have, and have nothing left to
give.
We don’t have to have a huge programs in order to be
doing the work of God’ Kingdom. We don’t have to have three services on a
Sunday morning, with a ten-piece band. We don’t have to be the best or the
biggest, and we don’t even have to be BETTER or BIGGER.
To do God’s work, we only have to be ourselves, and to
stop listening to those who are telling us that we are not enough. Because if
we don’t, OUR “widow’s mite,” as this story is known for, might just get used up by “Big Successful Church Syndrome.” Are we
giving our “mite” to the work of the kingdom, to work that will last… work that
will transform lives and nurture faith? Or are we going to give away our mite
and allow it to be used up in the endless pursuit of being the kind of church
we are not?
Our “widow’s mite” may be small, but it is precious. And
our “mite” can do a lot, as long as we stop trying to be what we are not. We
don’t have to be a famous church.
Jesus needs a pully and buttonhole church. Jesus needs a
“boot on the ground” church rather than a “dress shoe on the floor” church. Jesus
needs Family of God to not forget that we might not be famous, but we are
enough. We can be “Boots and buttonhole” kind of famous. Amen.
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