Trinity Sunday
Sermon by The Reverend Loree Reed

Isaiah 6: 1–9
Lord, may we hear your voice in the words spoken in your Name. Amen.

Years ago, when our grandson Jonas was just two and a half, he stopped me in my tracks one day with a question.  I’d been talking with him about something going on outside and I must have mentioned God in my explanation.  Because — all of a sudden — he cocked his head at me and asked, “Who is God?” Just like that – “Who is God?”
It wasn’t some philosophical question.  He’d simply never heard of the guy.  And he wanted to know who it was that I mentioned with such confidence.  To say I was stunned is to put it mildly.  But within a split second I also realized that I didn’t have time to ponder some lengthy explanation.  Nor did Jonas want one.  So I said, “Well, God is the one who made you and loves you more than you can imagine.  God made the whole world – your Mama and your Daddy and Nana and Gramps and the birds and the trees and the cats and the dogs – and he loves us all more than we can comprehend.”  And for the time being, that was all the answer Jonas wanted.
Afterwards, when I thought about my answer, I was glad that I’d framed it in relational terms.  Because the earliest Christians had asked the very same question: “Who is God?”  And their priests and bishops, meeting in Nicaea in the year 325, also answered the question in relational terms.  They said that God the Father was always and forever reaching out in love to God the Son . . . and that both of them together were always and forever communicating to God the Holy Spirit . . . who touches my life and yours.  And somehow, in this everlasting dynamic of love between Father, Son and Holy Spirit our own lives are caught up . . . and renewed . . . and redirected.  We too are invited into this eternal dance of love.  And that’s a secret, a holy secret worth sharing.  So every year the Church sets aside one Sunday, Trinity Sunday, to celebrate this love, this dynamic dance of love that holds us all in life.
Now, it’s one thing to tell a child that God loves him to the uttermost and that right there – right in the center of an unending dance of love – is where he belongs.  Because that’s actually how things look when everything’s going well for us.  But what do we tell ourselves when times are tough, when things aren’t going so well, maybe in a year of pandemic?  Do we still believe we’re right in the center of God’s love?  Does the doctrine of the Trinity work for us then, too?
Isaiah must have wondered the same thing in the year 740 BC, the year King Uzziah died.  Uzziah had been King of Judah for 52 years, and for most of those years he’d been a good king, a wise king, humble before God.  So Judah had prospered.  But towards the end of his reign he’d grown arrogant – towards God and towards his own people.  Now he had died and nothing was going well at all – neither Judah’s prosperity nor her political influence over her enemies.  In fact, everyone in Judah in those days was a little nervous about what tomorrow might bring.  Not unlike where we are today.
Isaiah’s response to this national crisis is to go to the Temple to worship God, to seek God out.  And there, all of a sudden, he has a vision.  In that vision of God’s utter holiness, Isaiah is convicted by his own un–holiness, his own sin.  But when he acknowledges that sin, God cleanses him of it – and then rewards him by making him his prophet to the nation.  And the implication is that the whole nation, now, will benefit from Isaiah’s humility before God, his willingness to acknowledge his sin.
This is such a familiar pattern, in the Old Testament at least, I think many in our country – even today — see it as a remedy for whatever problems beset us, whether it is global warming, the pandemic or social justice issues.  So fingers are pointing all around us.  People are looking for someone to blame, someone they can hold responsible for whatever mess we are in.  If only we can find the guilty party — maybe some lab technician in Wuhan, China, or a few bad apples in this or that police department — the rest of the nation can rest easy, as God punishes the guilty ones and restores the rest of us to health and happiness.
But the more I’ve thought about that way of looking at the way God works, the more I’ve realized how little sense that makes.  For this wasn’t at all how Jesus Christ, the Son of God, did things.  He met with plenty of sinners, plenty of people whom others considered guilty.  But instead of disqualifying them, blaming them, he seemed to prefer their company to the company of people who considered themselves sinless, above reproach.  In fact, when he met with people who were sick or possessed by demons or caught in some flagrant sin, time after time the Gospel writers say he had compassion on them.  He healed them or sent their demons packing or fed them.  More than once, he simply wept with them.  In other words, in his compassion, he loved them.  And right there, I think, lies our answer to how we are to think of God in the midst of this pandemic, in the midst of our struggling economy, in the midst of all our social problems.  We see God in the actions of people who love him, people who receive his love and pass it on to others.
A couple of weeks ago, I was reading an article about different ways to think about God in the midst of this pandemic, and in a tiny footnote I saw a reference to a book called Candle in the Window – whose subtitle was “Reflections to Encourage Us in Tough Times.”  That sounded like a book worth reading, so I sent an email to its author, telling him I was the priest of a small Episcopal church in rural Georgia who was trying to hold things together in this year of pandemic, when our ability to come together in worship was still limited.  And I asked if I might purchase a copy of his book.
In response, Peter Millar didn’t just send a copy of his book to me, for free, from Edinburgh, Scotland.  He sent me several other books as well, at his own expense.  And sent a warm note as well, encouraging me in my ministry and thanking me for my interest.  And when I began to read his little book I was floored by its wisdom – seeing the good in people in the midst of trouble.  Seeing the light of the Lord in the midst of all our darkness.  And seeing the love of the Lord in the unexpected kindness, the unexpected caring of one of his servants.
On this Trinity Sunday in the year of our Lord, 2021, still in the midst of our uncertainties, still in the midst of our darkness, I can tell you I have glimpsed the light of God’s love.  And my hope today is to pass it along to you.
Amen.
 
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