INTIMATE FAITH

We are coming close to Palm Sunday and with it, the fulfillment of Jesus' earthly ministry.  Today's gospel is set in Bethany, just a couple of miles from Jerusalem.  The story of Jesus' anointing is told, with some variation in setting and detail, by all the gospel writers.

It seems especially fitting that the lections for this Sunday all speak of hope, of promise, and yet do so with a shadow lying across the vista of a soon-to-be-realized fulfillment.  Faith with guarantees requires little in the way of commitment – faith with assurance in the face of trial is somewhat harder to come by – but faith in life when death is at hand is deep faith; it is faith in the face of the reality of life as we live it.

Isaiah prophetically reminds those about to go into captivity of God's deliverance from a former exile and in doing so, creates a hopeful image to cling to for the future.  He offers the hopeful image of God restoring and making old things new, of “making a way in the wilderness, rivers in the desert.”

The psalmist meanwhile, speaking on the other side of the Babylonian exile, captures the joy and thankfulness of those who are returning to the land of promise.  This psalm expresses the feelings of exiles who return from Babylon to a homeland that most knew only in their imaginations.  After seventy years in Babylon, they are coming home, home to the  land of their parents and grandparents, home to the land of their God ,the land of promise.  There is a line, “Those who sowed with tears will reap with songs of joy,” that speaks to the scene in Bethany and brings meaning and insight.

Tears can be very intimate, very personal.  There are basal tears we have constantly – they wash our eye as we blink, lubricating, cleaning, and serving to prevent bacterial growth.  Then there are  reflex tears we shed when an irritant – a stray particle or chemical as in onion juice – attacks the eye.  But the kind of tear that appears so often in the Bible – from Genesis through to the Revelation – are known as psychic tears and have a different chemistry than the others. They are protein rich and contain a significant amount of a natural pain killer.

A fascinating study could be done on tears in the bible – read the Jewish midrash on Rachel's tears and how they affected God's dealings with Israel.  But today I want to offer a single story from midrash to help highlight the role of tears in Psalm 126.  Offered perhaps long, long ago as an answer to the question of why we weep, the story is called The First Tear.
After Adam and Eve had been banished from the Garden of Eden, God saw they were penitent and took their fall very much to heart.  And as He is a Compassionate Father, He said to them gently:
"Unfortunate children! I have punished you for your sin and have driven you out of the Garden of Eden where you were living without care and in great well-being.  Now you are about to enter into a world of sorrow and trouble, the like of which staggers the imagination.  However, I want you to know that my benevolence and my love for you will never end.  I know you will meet with much tribulation in the world and that it will embitter your lives.  For this, I give you, out of My heavenly treasure, this priceless pearl.  Look!  It is a tear!  When grief overtakes you and your heart aches so that you are not able to endure it, and great anguish grips your soul, then there will fall from your eyes this tiny tear.  Your burden will grow lighter then."

When Adam and Eve heard these words sorrow overcame them.  Tears welled up in their eyes, rolled down their cheeks and fell to earth.  It was these tears of anguish that first moistened the earth.  Adam and Eve left them as a precious inheritance to their children.  Since then, whenever a human being is in great trouble and his heart aches and his spirit is oppressed, tears begin to flow from his eyes and lo, the gloom is lifted.
Trouble, heartache, oppression, fear – reminders of real life as we stand on the threshold of Holy Week, anticipating Jesus' Triumphal Entry into Jerusalem.

Play imagine with me for a minute – let's join the party at the  Bethany home of Lazarus, Mary, and Martha only a couple of miles east of the big city, Jerusalem.

Jesus seems determined to go into the city while the Passover crowds are gathering; maybe if he just keeps a low profile we can get in and out without creating trouble.  We wouldn't want to stir up anger in folks at this holy season!

The room is getting a little crowded now.  Martha is out in the kitchen and, as usual when she's in charge of the cooking, the smells from there are so good!  Lazarus and Jesus are already reclining at the table, chatting, and the twelve are standing around in little groups.  Over there are Peter and James and John huddled together – they still talk about something strange that happened on that mountain.  Judas keeps looking out the doorway as if he's expecting someone else; he's been so up-tight lately.  Maybe its the season for strange things but ever since we left Galilee and crossed the Jordan, anxiety seems to grow among the disciples and everyone has tensed up.  There's definitely something afoot.

Suddenly Mary comes into the room and a sweet aroma – so strong it's almost sickening – fills the air.  Nard – wow that's imported from the Far East and very expensive.  Who has ever seen so much at one time?  And she's putting it ALL on Jesus' feet and bathing them now.  All we can do is just stand there – watching with mouths open and eyes wide, shocked, amazed.  Why is she doing that?  What is she doing?  What am I supposed to do?

Judas seems really disturbed and lashes out but Jesus speaks gently to him, to all of us.  He seems to know that we are embarrassed by the intimacy, the love that Mary shows and by our own fear to get too close.  The atmosphere seems ready to explode as murmuring voices buzz in the room.

What does Mary know?  What does she see?  Why is she crying?  Tears of joy or sorrow or both?  If you really were present in that house in Bethany, just a few days before the Passover, what would you say?  How would you react?  What would you feel?  Threatened?  Uncertain?  Fearful?  Hopeful?  Embarrassed?

Our collect this morning is not so easy to pray if we are not willing to offer ourselves to God.  Remember the words?  God, grant us grace to love what you command and desire what you promise; that, among the swift and varied changes of the world, our hearts may surely there be fixed where true joys are to be found.

I invite you now to sit for a minute or two with these images, these thoughts, and let us contemplate whether we can pray those words with fulness of mind, heart, and soul.


Amen


John Dryden Burton

Marrch 21, 2010
St. James’
Eureka Springs, AR

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