This past week I was not myself.
I was filled with such mixed feelings
about the terror attacks in France, Beirut and Kenya that I was out of sorts.
I was talking to one member of our
congregation who said that I just didn’t sound like me.
I was simply tired of terrorism.
I was tired of hearing about it on
the news.
I was tired of it being something
that is scaring us all the time.
I was thinking that perhaps we have
to start wiping people off the face of the earth.
But more than that I was feeling
despair about it.
And then on Thursday something
happened that got me out of that funk.
I was at the board meeting for the
New Hampshire Council of Churches.
And for devotions someone read from
the Gospel of St. Luke, “But I say to you that listen, Love your enemies, do
good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who abuse
you.
If anyone strikes you on the cheek,
offer the other also; and from anyone who takes away your coat do not withhold
even your shirt.
Give to everyone who begs from you;
and if anyone takes away your goods, do not ask for them again.
Do to others as you would have them
do to you.
If you love those who love you, what
credit is that to you?
For even sinners love those who love
them.
If you do good to those who do good
to you, what credit is that to you?
For even sinners do the same.”
Sometimes the exact right Bible
passage comes to us at the exact right moment.
I was overtaken by Jesus’ words.
I was convicted and I was set free by
them.
I had forgotten what is essential for
Christians, to love in spite of hate, to hope in the face of despair.
And then I read a letter written by a
husband whose wife had died in the attacks in Paris.
This husband wrote a letter to ISIS
the people who killed his wife.
“Friday night, you took an exceptional life -- the love of my
life, the mother of my son -- but you will not have my hatred.
I don't know who you are and I don't want to know, you are dead
souls.
If this God, for whom you kill blindly, made us in his image,
every bullet in the body of my wife would have been one more wound in his
heart.
So, no, I will not grant you the gift of my hatred.
You're asking for it, but responding to hatred with anger is
falling victim to the same ignorance that has made you what you are.
You want me to be scared, to view my countrymen with mistrust, to
sacrifice my liberty for my security.
You lost.
I saw her this morning.
Finally, after nights and days of waiting.
She was just as beautiful as when she left on Friday night, just
as beautiful as when I fell hopelessly in love over 12 years ago.
Of course I am devastated by this pain, I give you this little
victory, but the pain will be short-lived.
I know that she will be with us every day and that we will find
ourselves again in this paradise of free love to which you have no access.
We are just two, my son and me, but we are stronger than all the
armies in the world.
I don't have any more time to devote to you, I have to join Melvil
who is waking up from his nap.
He is barely 17-months-old.
He will eat his meals as usual, and then we are going to play as
usual, and for his whole life this little boy will threaten you by being happy
and free.
Because no, you will not have his hatred either.”
These two things brought me back to
what Jesus tells Pilate this morning, “My kingdom is not of this world.”
Jesus is not saying that God’s
kingdom is in some far off place away from here.
He is saying that the values of the
world.
The values that Pilate rest in, the
values of retribution, of hatred, of might makes right, of power that wants to
rule over others.
Those values are not the values of
the Kingdom of God.
In John’s Gospel the “world” is
anything that is opposition to God.
It is the things that want us to
strike out in our anger.
But Jesus always teaches us a new
way.
In the beatitudes Jesus teaches us to
love our enemies, to pray for them.
How many of us have prayed for ISIS?
How many of us have prayed that they
might have a change of heart?
How many of us have prayed that we
might have a change of heart?
I know what you are thinking that
prayer is not going to do anything.
We cannot pray the crazy out of
people.
But this husband, who wrote that
letter, knows what we should know, that we only let people win if we give into
our hate.
And for me this week it was only
Jesus who could break through my hardness of heart.
It was God’s word that broke through
to me to understand the power of love, the power of prayer, the power of things
that other people in the world see as foolish and useless.
Truth is that ISIS is an extremist Muslimgroup that believes that we are living at the end times.
They believe that the area they have
captured in Syria, Dabiq, is the place where the battle that brings about the end of the world is
going to take place.
We are wrong to think that they only
fight us because they don’t like our western values, although they don’t like
them, they fight to hasten the day when the end will come.
We too wait for that time.
But we don’t believe that by controlling
others we will bring it about.
We don’t believe that it comes by us
killing people.
But more important is what Jesus told us that kingdom looks like.
But more important is what Jesus told us that kingdom looks like.
It is a mustard seed, a women
searching for a lost coin, a wedding banquet with uninvited guests, a small
child.
It is found in values anathema to the
world, forgiveness, gentleness, love, self-control, humility, poverty.
It is in the lost and forsaken.
It is in the least.
Most important that kingdom is here
now.
It is here this morning amongst us,
within us, around us.
God’s kingdom has come and it is
present this morning as we break the bread and drink wine.
As we remember Jesus death and
resurrection.
It is present as we kneel at this
rail and ask for forgiveness.
We are not merely waiting for it to
come.
Jesus has told us that it has come.
“The Kingdom of God has comes repent
and believe in the good news.”
It has come because God so loved the
world.
The world that is against God, that
fights to make sure we don’t know what God wants from us.
A world, were people distort religion
so they can kill others.
God loves that world and sent his Son
so we might know how to live in the kingdom.
Church, today God is calling to us,
God is asking us to be the kingdom of God.
God is calling us to live in the kingdom
of God, and not just this morning, but everyday of our lives.
God is calling us to live in that
kingdom outside of here regardless of what is happening in the world.
The response to this kingdom is
reverence and awe.
To be overtaken with how God’s words
of grace speak to us.
I know that I was in awe this week as
I heard again the beatitudes from Luke’s Gospel.
It reminded me of what the psalmist
says, “The Lord is king, robed in majesty!”
Even though we experience the kingdom
it is not yet what it shall be.
It is not as perfect as it someday
shall be.
And that kingdom will not look like
this one.
There will be war no more; there will
be no more violence, or tears.
There will only be love.
There will be a father and his 17
month old son robbed in God’s love, reunited with their mother and wife.
There will be us who shine like the
son.
As we go back into the world filled
with terror, with hatred, filled with opposition to God, let us live not in
that world, but in the kingdom of God.
Let us live in God’s love that cast
out hatred and violence.
So that we can imperfectly live in
God’s kingdom now with reverence and awe, even as we wait for the kingdom come.
Amen