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Without God or Country

[box] “See your king comes to you, gentle and riding on a donkey…” [/box]

I’ve been in church on Palm Sunday close to as many years as I’ve been alive so I’ve heard the story before. Hosanna! Save us! The little ones parade around with branches of palms and we celebrate Jesus as our King.

Imagine Jerusalem, filled to the brim for the approaching holiday, akin to a mall on the Saturday before Christmas or a grocery store on Christmas Eve, but on religious steroids. Excitement for the feast gets multiplied when a huge crowd of people come marching into town shouting about someone who has come to save us.

[box] When Jesus entered Jerusalem, the whole city was stirred and asked, “Who is this?” The crowd answered, “This is Jesus, the prophet from Nazareth in Galilee.” (Matthew 21:10-11)[/box]

I have to wonder about the crowds and the people. Who did they believe Jesus was saving them from?

The quick and easy answer is Rome – they were living in an occupied nation and desired freedom. Sure. Yes.

But, yet.

Just a chapter earlier.

[box] “We are going up to Jerusalem, and the Son of Man will be delivered over to the chief priests and the teachers of the law.” (Matthew 20:18)[/box]

Passover wasn’t a political holiday. It was a religious one. Pilot cared about the festival because parking was limited and prices of lamb chops went sky high, not because it marked any kind of significance to his Fatherland or his personal faith. Passover came with solid religious ties and Jesus came to town knowing it was going to be a religious showdown. The Gentiles wouldn’t deal with him until after the Chief Priests and Pharisees had their way.

On this, our day of freedom, in a country founded largely (but not solely) on a quest to find freedom in religious practices, I have to wonder if I’m not the first – nay, the last – to feel pressed on both sides, finding solutions in neither corner. The polis offers a version of freedom in its own way, but not necessarily a satisfactory one, as evidenced earlier this week. Yet the voices from the religious elite are nothing short of suffocating.

With Jesus’ crowd in mind, I have to wonder if the social unrest we feel might blame our politics but be at fault with our religion.

I wonder if Jesus’ crowd coming into town that day included a bunch of misfits without a strong tie to the political or religious powerhouses. Folks whom Rome used for taxes and the religious leaders kept under thumb by reminding them how short they fell on God’s meter. Neither entity serving the people as intended.

Hosanna in the highest heaven.

 

What I was trying to say was…

I’ve inadvertently been walking through the book of Matthew lately, around the place where Jesus gets ready to head to Jerusalem and be crucified. Yesterday was Jesus reminding the sons of Zebedee (and their mother) that in his kingdom, the first will be last and the last, first. I can see by the bold header that tomorrow is the day Jesus comes to Jerusalem as a King – aka, Palm Sunday.

Wedged in here were this morning’s 5 verses:

[box] As Jesus and his disciples were leaving Jericho, a large crowd followed him. Two blind men were sitting by the roadside, and when they heard that Jesus was going by, they shouted, “Lord, Son of David, have mercy on us!” The crowd rebuked them and told them to be quiet, but they shouted all the louder, “Lord, Son of David, have mercy on us!” Jesus stopped and called them. “What do you want me to do for you?” he asked. “Lord,” they answered, “we want our sight.” Jesus had compassion on them and touched their eyes. Immediately they received their sight and followed him.[/box]

Another healing story. They’re everywhere in the gospels. If Jesus wasn’t preaching or teaching, he was healing. A dead girl here, blind there. The lame guys at the pool. The one on the mat that interrupted his dinner party. Part of me wasn’t to surprised to read it and, honestly, my first instinct was not to give it so much thought.

Then I remembered how the Biblical writers didn’t toss out pithy blog posts, unlike yours truly. It was written with a purpose. Even more, things like time-order weren’t always the utmost priority. The way in which something was written gave it as much meaning as the words. So why would Matthew toss in this story, here, about a few blind dudes on the side of the road?

Was it about the place? They were leaving Jericho, on the way to Jerusalem for the Passover. Because the feast was a big deal, I’m guessing was a large percent of Jericho was also making the trip. Was it about the timing? Right before the big feast. Between a major, major lesson on servanthood in the Kingdom of God and Jesus’ walk to his death.

Or was it his company? “The crowd” is referred to numerous times, even the subject of sentences. The Crowd followed him out of town and was the first to hush the men alongside the road. It was only after making a bigger scene that Jesus heard them and responded. He called over – so they weren’t close.  I wonder if he could even see them.

Yesterday’s post stirred up all kinds of unintended thoughts and feelings. What I tried to say couldn’t be heard through the noise of healthcare, personal (or corporate) liberty and my love (and need) of the IUD. It was poorly done on my part. This morning’s reading is what I was trying to say.

On the way to live out the most important act of his life, Jesus didn’t loose sight of how his Kingdom operates. It didn’t come only through big, sweeping events but rather one by one and two by two – and those people either following him or returning to the village to tell others.

I have to wonder if Matthew tossed in these 5 verses because he knew the propensity of Jesus’ followers to get swept up in the march toward the capital, the excitement of a pending Kingdom reign, and we forget to look alongside the road. The largeness of our agenda ahead looms too large that these voices crying out for help – well, we just don’t have time for that. We have Kingdom work to do.

Changing the world is hard work. I’m thankful for the co-laborers in the trenches, each with his or her avenue and platform. In its own way, I believe Hobby Lobby is trying to live out its (their?) version of kingdom work, even if I don’t fully agree with certain aspects. What I was trying to say yesterday was that HL, as well as you and I, need to make sure we’re not hushing the blind on the side of the road who cry out for help in an effort to follow Jesus to the cross.

And perhaps, in this case, that means not leaving women without an IUD.

 

At the King’s table

Added to the list of things I love: teachings on classic Bible stories that reveal new insights about context, specifically culture. Shane Hipps never disappoints. As he was retelling the story of Daniel, I thought to myself, “I’ve heard this before. Except not about Daniel.” I had to wrack my brain a little but it finally came to mind: Esther. I’m completely enamored by her story, a slight little obsession. I think it’s my love of a good spa and her year of basically living in one.

I began to mull over the similarities of the stories. It became too large to track and my Bible Geek self resorted to an excel spreadsheet.

No seriously. (And my last 2 friends will suddenly be “busy” on all Saturday nights). 

After the forbidden worshiping, the stories begin to diverge and distinct differences rise to the top. Daniel stands firm and makes a statement. He boldly tells the King that his God can rescue him but if he doesn’t, God is no less powerful. Off to the lion’s den he goes as a testament of his allegiance.

In stark contrast to Daniel’s defiance we find Esther. Making dinner. Twice. Then she slips in that she’d really like her people to be rescued from the grip of looming death. Pretty please? If it were mere slavery, I wouldn’t bother you with such a matter.

A real scholar can provide insight into Biblical storytelling and narrative and how it powerfully spoke to the audience through both form and function, but I have none of those insights. I’m guessing these stories are similar for a reason. I believe that the commonalities reveal something about its nature. However, the distinct divergence from commonalities leaves me to question, as I’ve been doing with much of scripture, “What makes this remarkable? What does the different twist to this story reveal about the nature of God?”

I’m still in hypothesis-forming mode, but key to the story is when Uncle Mordi tells Esther, “Do not think that because you are in the king’s house you alone of all the Jews will escape. For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father’s family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time is this?” (Emphasis mine. Singing it to the chorus of one of my favorite Helvetica is for Lovers songs).

Position. In the King’s house. Power and favor and loyalty and heritage and belonging and exiling and what does it mean to be faithful to God in this? What do we believe God’s faithfulness looks like?

I wonder if Esther’s hospitable approach had anything to do with the fact she was a woman. A young girl, at that. I wonder if a Daniel-inspired rebellion simply lived outside the bounds of possibility thanks to a culture that gave women such little status (read the first chapter and see how King Xerxes believed in a disposable nature of women). But at such a time as this, God can and will use any willing follower. Heroes of faith don’t only arise from the strong and strapping young gentlemen like Daniel, though he needs commended. The lowly, the least of these*, aren’t excluded from Kingdom work.

And kingdom work doesn’t just pick up a few stones or enter a den of lions. Kingdom work also makes dinner. It reminds the world that She’s beautiful and can be trusted.

Daniel and Esther remind me that there’s more than one way to convince a king. We can fight power with power and win. Or we can fight power with humility and win. God isn’t beyond any method; he just needs a willing heart to invade. He’s looking for a home for His spirit and how that seeps into the world around us cannot be controlled or reduced to a formula. God will move and he will save and he will do it through willing participants, asking them to pick up and use whatever tool is sitting next to them at the moment.

*Esther was also an orphan, a noted group within the “least of these”

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