Already Kindled
Scripture: The Thirteenth Sunday after Pentecost (Lectionary
20), A.D. 2016 C
Homily:
Grace, mercy and peace to you from
God our Father and from our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Amen.
“I came to bring fire to the earth,
and how I wish it were already kindled!” Good heavens. This is not the sort of
thing we’re used to hearing from Jesus.
I think it’s fair to say that most
of us have in our minds an image of Jesus as someone utterly imperturbable,
never losing His cool—a mellow Jesus, a Zen Jesus. This Jesus does not judge,
but only accepts. He forgives us, though we may be fuzzy as to what we’ve done
wrong. Thus in the popular imagination Jesus becomes a sentimental figure, an
inoffensive symbol of goodwill, like the Easter Bunny or Kaptain Kangaroo. But
in truth Jesus challenged, scandalized, and enraged a whole host of powerful people.
That’s why we crucified Him, after all. One need not crucify the Easter Bunny.
When Jesus talks about fire and
judgment, when He talks about dividing sons against fathers and mothers-in-law
against daughters-in-law, we get uncomfortable. And rightly so! We have good reason
to be wary of religious zealots from the Middle East who preach the end of the
world. See, it really comes down to who God is, what God is like. Is He a God
of justice or of mercy? Of vengeance or of grace? Of death or of life?
Christians have struggled with this
question. We really have, as have our Israelite forebears. Look to this morning’s
reading from Jeremiah: the prophet is persecuted and reviled because he dares
to speak a hard word of truth, the Word of God, which is “like fire and like a
hammer that breaks a rock in pieces,” when all the people much prefer deceitful
dreams from the lying prophets of a false god. There is such a thing as false
mercy, a convenient grace that allows injustice to go unchallenged and that
hides oppression beneath a guise of gentility. All merciful is no mercy at all.
There was a man in the early Church
named Marcion who believed that the God revealed to us in Jesus Christ was only
merciful, entirely gracious. He was so sure of this that he rejected any part
of the Bible, Old Testament or New, that presented God as wrathful or vengeful
or just. Needless to say, he had to throw out the entire Hebrew Bible, three of
the four Gospels, and all but a handful of the Epistles. St Augustine,
meanwhile, produced a rather unhelpful compromise, but one that’s proved enduringly
popular nonetheless. Augustine treated God as though He were half-and-half, 50%
just and 50% good. God, Augustine wrote, was good to the Christians and just to
everyone else. In other words, He was merciful toward some, wrathful toward all
the rest.
You can see how this picture tends
to present us with a schizophrenic Jesus, horrible to His enemies and generous
to His friends. Personally I find the idea of a God with multiple personality
disorder to be deeply disturbing. Yet this is undeniably the dominant image
presented to us in a lot of Christian popular culture today. How else can we
reconcile two things seemingly so diametrically opposed as God’s justice and
God’s mercy? For that, we may have to switch gears.
Let’s talk about the end of the
world. Jesus talked about it a lot, so we probably should too. When one studies
the early centuries of the Church, what we call the Church Fathers, one is
struck by just how apocalyptic they really are. They’re always talking about
the end; they’re always talking about the final Judgment. These days we think
of apocalyptic preachers as nutcases, weirdos on street corners with placards
that cry, “The end is night!” Or we think of doomsday cults: Jonestown, the
Branch Davidians, Heaven’s Gate.
Because of this, modern scholars will
talk about “interim ethics,” the way you behave when you expect that the world
is about to end. They read the New Testament and the Church Fathers thinking
that Christians were packing their bags, ready for the sky to fall next
Tuesday, and when that didn’t happen—when generations, then centuries, then
millennia rolled by—the Church had to readjust her expectations, and downplay
the apocalyptic element in her Scriptures. But this is to completely
misunderstand what the early Church taught about the end of the world. For us,
it wasn’t something that was going to happen tomorrow or next week or at the
fourth blood moon. For early Christians the world had already ended—and now it was being reborn.
See, when the Church Fathers talk
about “the end,” they don’t mean termination, the end of the line. They mean
the point, the endgame, the purpose of the whole endeavor. Judgment Day wasn’t
about destroying everything in fire and brimstone; it was about the
Resurrection of the dead and the life of the world to come, when Heaven would
descend to earth and God at last would be all in all. Then there would be no
more shadows, no more death, no more lying, no more hell. But the Spirit of the
Living God would fill all things, and everything in Creation, the entire
cosmos, would join in the New Life of Jesus Christ, with all creatures bathed
in the Goodness and Truth and Beauty intended by our Creator.
We tend to think that the blazing
glories of Heaven and the eternal fires of hell are two separate things, but
they’re the same fire. God is the fire. Do you understand? God is always the
fire. When Jesus talks about separating sheep from goats at the Judgment, He’s
separating the sin offering from the burnt offering before the Temple. And
where do both go? Into the same fire. Into the same God. When God is all in
all, there will be nowhere to run to escape His truth, nowhere to hide from His
eternal life. For those who love God and love their neighbor, everywhere they
look will be Heaven! And for those who hate God and despise their neighbor, everywhere
they look will be hell.
This is the way that the world
ends: with the Refiner’s Fire burning out of us all impurity and falsity and
ugliness. The punishment for lies will be truth. The punishment for death will
be life. The punishment for hate will be love. If we surrender our sins, offer
up our false idols and our egos upon the Cross, then the Spirit of God will
fill and subsume and remake us in a glorious ecstasy of Resurrection. But if we
cling to our sins, to our false faiths and twisted wills, then we will suffer
terribly. Truth hurts, you know. Yet even this suffering is not punishment for
punishment’s sake—God is not a sadist—but it is to correct us, to purify us, to
turn us home to the Father who loves us, who desires for us freely to accept
the glories and honors for which He has fashioned us in body, mind, and soul.
Only then will our wills truly be free.
That is the end. That is the
purpose, the aim, God’s will for all things. It began on the Cross, when Jesus
poured out His divine life for the world, descended to the dead, conquered
hell, and rose triumphant from the grave and up into Heaven with all the
ransomed souls of Hades resplendent in His train. That was the day that the old
world broke upon the axle of the Cross, and the New Creation began in the Risen
Jesus Christ. It continues to dawn upon us, here and now, as we fulfill our Lord’s
command to preach the Gospel to all nations, baptizing them in the Name of the
Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. And it shall come to full harvest
when at last we and all things surrender to death, surrender ourselves into God’s
crucified hands, that He might raise us anew in Him, never to die again!
“I came to bring fire to the earth,
and how I wish it were already kindled!” These are not the words of a passive
and impotent God, content with the way things are. These are the words of the
God-Man who cannot abide the tyranny of sin, death, the devil and hell, who
cannot wait to overthrow the kingdom of Satan and inaugurate the Kingdom of
God. His justice is our mercy; His mercy is our justice.
For the baptism with which He is to
be baptized, which brings Him such stress until it is completed, is His death
on the Cross, which will break the wheel of time and turn back the darkness of
death. And the fire which He wishes to kindle on earth is the Holy Spirit of
God, the same fire that blazed in the bush before Moses and in a pillar of
flame and smoke before Israel, the fire which He pours out upon His faithful at
Pentecost and that each and every one of us has received in Holy Baptism.
So you see, brothers and sisters,
that it is not a question of whether God is merciful or God is just. These two
are not opposed. Justice itself is a mercy, and mercy itself is just. They are
the same! Both are nothing other than the fire of God’s own Truth, a fire that
burns away all that is evil within us and purifies all that is good. Someday
the fire of God’s Truth will burn away every falsehood, and we will see God as
He truly is, face-to-face. And He will be just. And He will be merciful. And He
will be all in all. And He will subsume us entirely in the fires of His love.
How I wish it were already kindled!
In the Name of the Father and of the +Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Every love counts, the puppy you were given
ReplyDeleteAt six, the tadpoles that you tried to raise;
Even your silly parents and the siblings
You couldn't stand were loved on certain days.
The first love of your adolescence, later
Spoken of slightingly as immature,
The love of marriage, even if it ended
In bitterness, the friends that still endure.
Into the mix, put in your charity
To those who had no one but you to love them.
All the loves given, even reluctantly,
Are still our loves. Let's not make little of them.
They form the only fire that burns on
When sun and moon and stars have packed and gone.
"Into the Fire," Gail White