July 10th Sermon by The Reverend Loree Reed

Luke 10: 25–37
Spirit of the living God, fall fresh on us.  Melt us, mold us, fill us, use us.  Spirit of the living God, fall fresh on us.  Amen.
It’s hardly news– to any of us – that Almighty God can speak to us, right where we are on any given day, through scripture.  This is what we in this church learned to listen for as we began, years ago, to practice Lectio Divina.  And yet, every time the Lord speaks to me through his Word, I’;m amazed and grateful — that his compassions, they fail not, but are new every morning – as the writer of Lamentations puts it.  It happened again for me this week, as I began to prepare this sermon.
Last Monday, the Fourth of July, I had already begun to work on this sermon based on the familiar parable of the Good Samaritan when – suddenly — news of the Highland Park shooting began to filter through the airways.  I couldn’t believe another gun massacre was happening again – and this time to families gathered to celebrate together — families with small children, loving mothers and fathers, devoted grandfathers and grandmothers.  Along with them, I wanted to say that this kind of violence couldn’t happen here.  But it was happening here – all over the country.  And suddenly, to me, it all felt like too much – not just too much gun violence, but too much incivility, too much racism, too much pandemic, too many wars all over the world – and definitely too much climate change.  All the upheaval, all the violence left me feeling helpless, feeling powerless to effect any change in my world.
Imagine my amazement, then, as I reread the parable of the Good Samaritan in our Gospel passage from Luke this morning, and found Almighty God speaking to me in a fresh new way through that familiar story, a story I thought I knew backwards and forwards.
Luke introduces the story through the question of a scribe, an expert in the Law of Moses.  “Rabbi,” the man asks Jesus, “what must I do to obtain eternal life?”  Now, scribes were the lawyers in those days.  They were the experts in the Law of Moses, the people others consulted when they had questions.  So maybe this lawyer wasn’t really looking for answers.  Maybe he was posing this question to Jesus to test him, to see how this rabbi from backwater Galilee would answer it.  And Jesus gets that.  He sees the trap.  So he’s not drawn in by the man’s gambit.
“You know the Law,” he responds.  “What does the Law say you must do to obtain eternal life?”

The lawyer, of course, knows the answer to that question and he recites the answer without hesitation.  “You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.”

“You got it,” Jesus responds.  “That’s the right answer.  Do it and you will live.”
But the lawyer still wants to show Jesus up.  So he ventures one more question he hopes will entangle this unlettered rabbi – and show off his own superior knowledge.  “Tell me, then,” he says, “who is my neighbor?”  To answer that question, Jesus responds with the story of the man accosted by robbers, left lying half dead in the ditch on the infamously dangerous Jericho Road.  First, a priest passed by.  But he ignored the wounded man in the ditch.  Then a Levite, who also served in the Temple, came along the road.  But he too passed by the man, not wanting to get involved.  Finally, a Samaritan came along – a man from a religious tradition most faithful Jews disparaged.  But this one actually stopped and rendered aid.  He poured oil on the man’s wounds, offered him wine to ease the pain, and then hoisted him onto his own donkey to take him to a nearby inn.  There he offered the innkeeper money to care for the wounded man, adding that if his care cost more, then he – the Samaritan — would gladly pay more when he returned.
His story finished, Jesus then asks the wily lawyer, “Who, then, of these three, do you think was neighbor here?”

“Why, the one who showed him mercy,” the lawyer stammers.

“Go, and do likewise,” Jesus says.
Now, usually, when we come across this passage, we tend to focus on the colorful story Jesus told of the wounded man in the ditch and the three travelers who passed by — for that’s the situation we can imagine ourselves thrust into.  Would we have stopped to help him, we wonder?  Would we have gone so far out of our way to show mercy as the Samaritan did?
But the part of the passage we tend to ignore is the way the lawyer framed the story – by asking Jesus how he could obtain eternal life.  We tend to skip over that governing frame of the story because ‘eternal life’ sounds like something that’s beyond our pay grade, something we don’t feel qualified to comment on.  Eternal life is about life with God – a life we imagine we won’t see until after we die.  So we tend to skip over that part.
But the whole point of this passage is the way Jesus answered a question about gaining eternal life – a vertical question if ever there was one — by telling in response a story of horizontal relationships – an experience so low, so potentially violent and messy — that several passers–by refuse to get involved in it.  In other words, Jesus answered the vertical question, an aspect of life only God can answer – by telling a story that emphasized the love and mercy of horizontal human relationships.  And in that juxtaposition, we begin to get what Jesus was saying; if the lawyer wanted to have life eternal with God, he needed to start by practicing what he preached.  Knowing what the Law said wasn’t enough.  He had to begin by showing love, by doing mercy — to all he encountered.  Then and only then, Jesus seemed to say, would he find eternal life with God.
And all of a sudden, I began to see the relevance of this parable to some of the situations in our world that had left me feeling so helpless.  Just as the Samaritan had not been able to stop the mugging of that man on the Jericho road – the crowd at that Fourth of July parade in Highland Park was not able to stop the gunman from wreaking havoc on the crowd assembled there.  But they did render merciful aid after the gunfire stopped.  They did demonstrate their love and concern.  One man immediately administered CPR to eight–year–old Cooper Roberts, who was lying unresponsive in a pool of blood on the ground.  Because of his quick action, little Cooper survived — with no brain damage, though his spinal cord had been severed by the bullets.  Two–year–old Aidan McCarthy survived because his wounded father, Kevin, threw his own body over him to shield him from the rain of bullets.  Aidan’s father and mother finally died in the carnage, but strangers managed to reunite the child with his grandparents and set up a go–fund–me page for him.  Katherine Goldstein also died in the attack, but her daughter was able to say, “Mom, I love you,” as her mother died before her eyes.  Acts of kindness and mercy, every one of them.
So finally, I got it.  Just as what we remember of that mugging on the Jericho Road long ago is the kindness and mercy the Good Samaritan showed to the man wounded by that mugging, so we will tell, over and over, the acts of love and mercy in Highland Park on the Fourth of July – as some lives were saved, substantial comfort was given, and many families were reunited.
In the same way, maybe I am helpless to stop gun violence in this country.  Maybe there isn’t much I can do to turn climate change around . . . or end the war in Ukraine . . . or stop racism . . . or put an end this awful pandemic that keeps us apart.  These are big questions, big issues of our day, the situations that God alone can change.
But I can practice what I preach.  I can resolve to be kind and merciful to one and all.  And in the process bring in the Kingdom of God.
Amen
 
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