Gathered into
one, in an alcove of a shady backyard, a group of people worship. The sun
shimmers through the trees, lighting on faces, as the forgiveness of sins is
proclaimed. Birds add their cheeps to the voices singing hymns. A gentle breeze
cools, as a prayer is offered. The
reading from Ezekiel is read as listeners relax in lawn chairs, ending, thus says the Lord. As the Bible is
passed and 2 Corinthians is heard, there arose such a racket… the reading comes
to a stop with a raise of the hand and a loud voice, “Wait. Stop. We can’t hear you!” The group patiently waits
as a rumbling garbage truck moves through the neigbouring property.
Thus says the Lord. Interrupted by a garbage truck.
This occurred
on Thursday in the backyard of the parsonage. Lutheran clergy met for worship, mutual
support, learning, and fellowship. After the hearing, or lack of hearing, the
Word, the group entered into holy conversation based on the readings. The
interruption of the garbage truck was a hot topic.
Was the
interruption simply that, an interruption?
Was the interruption a forced pause so we could hear God in the noise,
or in the silence that followed? Was the interruption to draw our attention
beyond our boundaries? Was the
interruption a thus says the Lord or an
inconvenient annoyance?
Thus says the Lord. Jesus finds himself in his
hometown on the sabbath. As was the
custom he went to the synagogue. As Jesus was teaching, a garbage truck rumbled
through, in the queries of his neighbours:
Where
did this man get all this? What is this wisdom that has been given to him? What
deeds of power are being done by his hands! Is not this the carpenter, the son
of Mary and brother of James and Joses and Judas and Simon, and are not his
sisters here with us?
And they took offense at him.
Interrupted. A prophetic Word, the chance for a miracle
and profound healings, all rendered impossible as the peoples’ garbage outweighed
and pushed away a power that is beyond human capability. Jesus blatantly points
out, that his neighbours are missing it:
Prophets are not without honor, except in their hometown, and among their own
kin, and in their own house. And he could do no deed of power there. I
wonder what the power of God was about to do in that place and time, what might
have emerged, until it was interrupted with human garbage?
Thus says the Lord. Interrupting the market place was Paul
speaking of a grand vision of paradise, a third heaven, an experience he can
not share with his listeners. The crowd comes to a standstill, to listen and
dissect this peculiar speech; unlike the arrogance seen in other missionaries. Paul has just built a case of opposition with
the cynics of his time and set the stage for a boasting contest.
Therefore
I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities
for the sake of Christ; for whenever I am weak, then I am strong.
Paul, loudly,
rumbles through the crowd in a garbage truck.
They come to a full stop!
What was
this? Whenever I am weak, then I am strong. Paul boasts in his coming
undone which is an unfathomable idea. The Greek word for weakness, includes a root
word that means “cohesion, a holding together.” It means to be strong and self-contained
even as the outside world is falling apart.
Paul turns conventional
reason completely upside down, as the Word of the Lord is wont to do.
Paul boasts in
coming undone: a thorn was given me in the flesh. And he continues by
emphasizing that God’s grace is sufficient,
for power is made perfect in weakness. Because of this Paul says, I will boast all the more gladly of my
weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me.
And herein is the second
part of the reversal: Paul is coming undone, and in this undoing, the world
around him can be put back together. This cohesion in the world comes about
through the power of Christ being freed in the world, and it comes at a loss of
self-containment, sacrificing of the single-personhood, risking to open oneself
to what may or may not be; relinquishing control of self.
The commentary
that presented some of this argument, continued by pondering that this reversal
is most visible in human actions and feelings involved in the realms of
relationship.
Weakness – the
places we come undone—might be witnessed: in the spoiling of a child, falling
head-over-heals in love, a desire for a return to a lost intimacy, using biting
words with those closest to us; weakness might be grudges remaining hard in our
hearts, the slowness of forgiveness, showing compassion, suffering with
another/for another; worrying over the health and welfare of others, getting
caught up in another’s emotional drama.
Perhaps there is weakness in the fear of losing a relationship or tears
as loved ones die. ‘Weakness” is the
place where our hearts melt, dissolving into the world beyond our self-contained
unit.
Living in
relationship, being human, is full of interruptions --- a rumbling garbage
truck. Being human includes weakness and brokenness. The hope is that grace is sufficient; there is strength
in falling apart…
It is in a
human’s falling apart wherein power emerges, made perfect in loving.
One can grow
up in a family and feel loved; supported by a church community, connected to
God in prayer, encouraged by neighbours, and have amazing friendships. One can fall in love, get married, and grow
in intimacy through the years.
---convinced that all this is the fullness of love. This was me. This
was my understanding of love.
That is until children
came into our home. All of a sudden what I thought was love – notice I said
thought—changed to a deeper heart experience.
And it was during the troubled times, the times I felt like I was
drowning, the moments of high emotion, the being-beside-myself…that I didn’t
just understand love, I experienced (eventually) a visceral understanding of
unconditional love. There was strength
to be found in falling apart, in my weakness, power (not my own) emerged. Power made perfect in loving.
Perhaps you have
had a similar experience of strength and power, emerging from working at being
in relationship?
Thus says the Lord. Interrupted by a rumbling garbage
truck.
The theme for
this year’s Synod Assembly, and the focus theme for the next biennium, is: Liberated by God’s grace, to be neighbour. At
times throughout the event, meeting time was ‘interrupted’ with sessions exploring
being neighbour. The sessions were
relational and had participants examine their relationship with neighbour. We
confronted bias, prejudice, reconciliation-reconciliaction, and privilege.
In doing so there
was an exploration of human weakness and the brokenness of human relations.
Assembly
delegates were invited into an interfaith dialogue, acknowledged ancestral
territory, prayed and sang in various tongues, experienced an exercise in
discovering privilege, heard from Chinese, Indian, and Guyanese colleagues -their
struggles, their growing communities. We were witness to stories of
congregations working on relationships – on being neighbour; relationship often
starting because regular operating procedure was interrupted by a garbage
truck. Thus says the Lord.
You may have
heard of ‘The Law of the Garbage Truck.'
This law says that people are like garbage trucks. They run
around full of garbage, full of frustration, anger, and disappointment. As
their garbage piles up, people need a place to dump it! ---bias, prejudice,
unneighbourliness Sometimes they'll dump
it on others.
The law describes
what actions to take when encountering ‘the garbage truck:’ don’t take it personally.
Just
smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread
it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets. Do not let garbage
trucks take over the world.
This brings us back
to the reading from Ezekiel. Ezekiel is warned that interrupting the lives of
the people, being outward focused, will not make him any friends, in fact it
could bring all sorts of calamities. The
people are stubborn, self-absorbed, living as self-contained units. Ezekiel, as Paul, throws this up in the air,
as God’s Word is wont to do. The people
are referred to not as individuals but as “a people.”
The hope is
that grace is sufficient; there is
strength in falling apart…
It is in a
human’s falling apart wherein power emerges, made perfect in loving.
Thus says the Lord: O mortal, stand up
on your feet, and I will speak with you. --- have
people stand
Mortal, I am sending you in your weakness to the people, to a nation of rebels who have rebelled against me,
into a world of broken relationships;
they and their ancestors have transgressed against me to this very day. The
descendants are impudent and stubborn. I am sending you to them, to throw out
the garbage,to be neighbour, to love, and you shall say to them, "Thus says the
Lord God." Whether they hear or refuse to hear this is not your
concern, mend the broken, heal relationship,
and they shall know that there has been a
prophet among them.
Thanks be to
God.
Amen.
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