Shaped, Loved, and Reconciled
Sermon for the 16th Sunday after
Pentecost, Proper 18, Year C
Leslie Scoopmire
September 8, 2013
Texts: Jeremiah 18:1-11,
Psalm 139
If you are a gardener in St. Louis, you know
clay as your enemy, the bane of your garden’s existence—hard as stone after a
baking Missouri summer; slick as ice, turning that hill in your backyard into a
firehose in the rain. In scripture, clay is often used as a symbol. When we
find out a hero has fallen into some sort of temptation, we say that we found
out that he has “feet of clay,”—an expression from the Book of Daniel. Compared
to gold, bronze, steel, or iron, clay is common, cheap, easily shattered. It is
no surprise that we human beings are often compared to clay, as we see in our
passage from Jeremiah. Jeremiah is sent to watch a potter at work. The clay
symbolizes the people of Judah. God is the potter. And Judah is in danger of
being destroyed by God for not trusting God to lead and mold them.
But remember that the Book of Jeremiah was
written in a time of intense crisis for the people of Judah. So, being a
history teacher, let me explain a little history here. Judah was a tiny people surrounded
by hostile empires—Egypt, Assyria and Babylon, and Persia, and later on there
is going to be Alexander the Great and the Roman Empire. Judah suffers from
oppression, droughts, and warfare. The only thing they have going for them is
that they are God’s chosen people. The people of Judah believe that they live
under a covenant with God. Yet sometimes, terrible things happen. And the Book
of Jeremiah is written right after what was undoubtedly the worst event in Judah’s
history to that point. In 587 BC, the Babylonians swept in, crushed Jerusalem, carried
off its priests and its ruling class, and destroyed the Temple.
How does Jeremiah explain this? God expects
faithfulness from Judah and obedience. When Judah scorned God, God allowed its
destruction as punishment. Therefore, the only way to escape further punishment
is to return to God. Then perhaps God will forgive and rebuild, and restore the
special relationship of blessing to the people of Judah. It’s a simple matter
of justice, and fits so well with the idea of God’s incredible power.
Lots of faithful people throughout history
have read these stories and believed that they’ve now got a grasp on how God
works. It’s neat. It’s simple. They then transfer these same ideas to
explaining how God works with individuals. It’s a simple calculus: 1. God
punishes wrongdoing with tragedy and suffering; 2. We are suffering; 3. Therefore,
God must be punishing us for something we have done, and we need to repent so
that the suffering will stop. It certainly seems to make sense! When we are
really honest with ourselves, we admit that we often are filled with mean,
selfish, sinful impulses. We understand that tendency every time something bad
happens, and our first thought is straight out of a country song: Why me Lord?
What have I ever done to deserve this?
Now, there are some in our society today who
look at texts like the one we have in Jeremiah, and see a warning about God’s
judgment upon us as a people. You know the kind—the kind who peer out at us
through our television screens and claim that airplanes filled flown by madmen
into skyscrapers are a direct punishment from God. The kind who picket funerals
and claim that God is allowing people to die because God hates us due to our
sins.
Yet many of us--I HOPE many of us!-- hear
these kinds of claims, and realize that they just do not match up with the
loving, generous, merciful God in which we believe. They want to interpret
scriptures like this as bad news about punishment rather than good news about
forgiveness and redemption.
If we just look at the threats at the end of
our reading from Jeremiah, we ignore another huge truth, one that all too often
gets forgotten by those who talk about God’s judgment and punishment. Here it
is: God also loves Judah and forgives Judah, over and over again. God sends
prophets to Judah over and over again to convince them to return! Jeremiah uses
these vivid images, but then says that it doesn’t have to happen. God’s will is
not set in stone. If those who claim to love God follow three steps, all will
be well: to confront the truth of their sin, and then to reconcile with God, a
new Israel will be established with a foundation of peace.
Old Testament scholar Walter Brueggemann
states that what makes Jeremiah different in the Old Testament is the depiction
of God as constantly approaching Judah, demanding reconciliation. We get so
focused on the punishment part, we forget about the grace part. God sends the
prophets to point out the truth of the sin, and call on Judah to acknowledge
that truth. But then God calls again and again to the lost. And again and again
and again.
But we are not Judah. How do we take the
ideas in our readings today and use them as individuals, to shape our
relationship with God, and even with each other? How do we take anything from
this, given that we are live in a different time and culture? Because we have
to take a big step back, here, and remember that we are also people who have
been shaped and moved by our understanding of God through the revelation of
Jesus Christ. Nonetheless, there is still truth for us in this text. So let’s
return to the idea of the potter and the clay.
We take great pride in the fact that we are
modern people. In the centuries since Jeremiah was written, we have acquired
great knowledge about science, medicine, and technology. We explain human
behavior through relatively new fields, like psychology. And for some people,
that is enough. They think they’ve got it all figured out, and that we human
beings are in charge. Yet the idea that we, like clay, are molded and shaped
through life is something that we can still agree upon.
There are many influences that shape us
throughout our lives. Yet, one crucial difference remains that separates us
from clay. Clay has no voice in choosing who will shape it. It is true that,
while we are children, we are most profoundly influenced by our families, and
we have very little choice in the matter. As we grow older, however, we begin
to push away from our families, and begin to allow ourselves to be shaped by
friends and heroes that we admire and mimic, but we have choice in who those
people are. Then, when we are adults, we like to trumpet our individualism and
independence, imagining that we ourselves are in charge of the people we have
become—that we, all by ourselves have shaped ourselves. You know, we love that
phrase: “He is a self-made man!”
Yet we know that’s not really true. We are
also shaped by others. It is good for us every now and then to remind ourselves
of how we are similar to clay. If we do not allow ourselves to be molded by
skillful hands, we will never be useful. And indeed, every person who has passed
through our lives has a role in shaping the person each of us have become.
Sometimes, we are shaped lovingly, kindly, and we become better, stronger, more
beautiful. Sometimes, we fall into harsher hands, hands that attempt to squeeze
us too tightly, or press upon us too hard, and we have trouble maintaining our
balance as we limp away, misshapen, listing to one side.
Some people spend a huge chunk of their
lives trying to make up for the injuries inflicted upon them by some of those
influences in their lives. Some of us have lived through episodes in our childhoods
that haunt us and have threatened to crush us—the shouts of our mothers and
fathers that arose in the night and awakened us from childhood sleep night
after night, or alcoholic rages that break the dishes. Hands that have touched
us in anger, seeking to break us rather than shape us. Hands that have
attempted to shape us for their own ends, who have used us and then discarded
us.
If we try to heal the scars inflicted upon
us, we often do not know where to begin. Sometimes, people who have experienced
these kinds of events collapse, much like a misshapen pot upon the wheel. But
countless others recover from their lives and move on. How can this be so?
Maybe they had a good therapist, or a good doctor. Can’t we heal ourselves?
Can’t we look within our own human resources to remake ourselves? Isn’t that
what our society celebrates most?
Maybe. Maybe that works for some people. But
there’s a reason why we are sitting here in these pews today. Perhaps some of
us have tried to heal ourselves, and it hasn’t quite worked. Perhaps we’ve
tried to heal ourselves with alcohol or drugs or food, or with bad
relationships we thought would support us and make us whole. Maybe we’ve tried
to heal ourselves by trying to acquire things until that’s all we hope to see
instead of the emptiness within us. There are a lot of us who have tried
everything, and yet we still feel misshapen. We are hurting, and sometimes we
then hurt others. Sometimes we’ve been those harsh hands in someone else’s
life. We’re ALL still searching.
Or some of us may be sitting in these pews
today because we have experienced an overwhelming reshaping. Some of us have
experienced a profound sense of release, a profound reconciliation, a profound
sense of peace—the kind of peace that comes from being in the presence of a
love that is so amazing that we are reshaped, and are never the same again. A
love that leads us through the truth of our brokenness, through reconciliation
with ourselves or those we have hurt, to a peace which not only passes all
understanding but enables us to get through the next trial without being
misshapen. A peace that comes to us through a God that reaches out to us, again
and again, constantly trying to work us and shape us on that wheel, if only we
will allow it.
There it is in our psalm today. God has
known us and shaped us, the psalmist writes, from before the very beginning of
our existence. God knows us and treasures us so much that God knows our thoughts
and actions—and loves us anyway. That is the power of love and reconciliation
that leads to peace! And it’s a power our world needs more than ever today.
To talk about a God who is waiting to crush
us is to show that we do not understand God’s message at all. It just doesn’t
fit with the God we have experienced in dark moments in our lives—a God of
incredible power, yes, but the power to support us with limitless love, a God
whose faith in US forgives us for our sins and foolishness and lack of faith over
and over again. The problem with using verses like these to attempt to frighten
us into some sort of rigid behavior is that it ignores the overriding thrust of
the truth that God has revealed to us over and over again: that God reaches out
to us repeatedly, and loves us unconditionally, even when we go our own blind
way. God understands our weaknesses and through the gift of unlimited grace
calls us again and again to reconcile with God and with each other, to allow
ourselves to be shaped, to acknowledge that God can transform and sustain us
even in our darkest moments because God made each of us, whether saint or
sinner, cares for us, and loves us for all eternity. And that’s actually right
there in the same readings that others twist for their own ends.
Are we willing to allow ourselves to be
molded and shaped so that we can be the very best version of ourselves both as
individuals and as a society, or are we more prone to resist and go our own
way? Are we willing to accept that we are forgiven? Are we willing to forgive
those who have hurt us, even if sometimes that requires forgiving them anew
each new day, as the hurt and pain arises afresh? To forgive them, not
necessarily because they deserve it, but because we recognize that they may be
misshapen too and they—and we—deserve to live in peace. To forgive because we
all deserve to live in peace, and to try to love them anyway as God most
certainly loves us?
Sometimes we all get misshapen. But if you
have ever watched a potter at the wheel, you know that she never throws the
clay away; she just persists in working on it until she gets it right. God
presses upon us behind and before, God’s hand is upon us, shaping us, never
giving up on us, reconciling who we are with who God intends for us to be – a
people forgiven, healed, renewed, shaped! A people empowered to go forth into
the world, reconciled and at peace with ourselves, and with our God, and with one
another.
Hallelujah!
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