July 1, 2012
© 2012
I.
David’s eloquent lament for Saul and Jonathan is all the more stunning
knowing how Saul had hounded David and would have killed him if he could have. David
gave no hint of animosity toward Saul, though Saul had disgraced the throne of
Israel. Knowing that David could not have become king as long as Jonathan was
alive, makes David’s expression of love for Jonathan exquisite irony. What
profound respect David expressed for God’s anointing of Saul, for the office of
king, for Saul’s humanity and their kinship as fellow Israelites!
A.
Last fall when I explained how I wanted us to listen for the voice of
God in the Scripture readings suggested by the lectionary, none of us could
have known that this passage would come the week of T's death. As I
have pondered David’s lament, I believe God has been teaching me something
about how to grieve an awkward death with dignity and respect.
B.
In national
tragedies, the President becomes a secular chaplain. We may not remember the
rest of the speech, but the last line of Ronald Regan’s speech on January 28,
1986 after the explosion of the Space Shuttle Challenger still rings familiar. “We will never forget them, nor the last time
we saw them, this morning, as they prepared for their journey and waved
goodbye, and ‘slipped the surly bonds of earth’ to ‘touch the face of God.’”
1.
Those memorable words were actually from the first and last lines of a
sonnet written by John Gillespie Magee. He was a 19 year old pilot in the Royal
Canadian Air Force. He was born in Shanghai, China to missionary parents.
2.
In July 1941 he was sent to England for combat duty. In August he sent
his parents a copy of his poem High
Flight. In December his Spitfire plane collided with another plane, and he
crashed to his death.
Oh! I have slipped the
surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.
Where never lark, or even eagle flew —
And, while with silent lifting mind I have trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
- Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.
Where never lark, or even eagle flew —
And, while with silent lifting mind I have trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
- Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
C.
While David could never have imagined flying, I believe his lament for
Saul and Jonathan captures the emotion of longing to touch the face of God,
though God is not specifically mentioned.
II.
We who have an
intimate faith relationship with God ache to go even deeper, to touch the heart
of God.
A.
From the heart of
God we receive love.
B.
From the heart of
God power is released.
C.
Touch with faith
to access the love and power of the heart of God.
III. Mark 5:24-34 tells how a woman tried to get Jesus to
heal her without being noticed by barely touching his clothes. After healing
the Gadarene
Demoniac, the boat with Jesus and his
disciples returned to the Jewish side the Sea of Galilee. When he stepped
ashore a large crowd waited for him, and Jairus the synagogue leader begged
Jesus to come heal his daughter who was at the point of death. Jesus went with
him.
A large crowd followed him and pressed in
on him.25Now there was a woman who had been suffering from hemorrhages
for twelve years. 26She had endured much under many physicians, and had spent all
that she had; and she was no better, but rather grew worse. 27She had
heard about Jesus, and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, 28for she
said, “If I but touch his clothes, I will be made well.” 29Immediately
her hemorrhage stopped; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her
disease.30Immediately aware that power had gone forth from him, Jesus
turned about in the crowd and said, “Who touched my clothes?” 31And his
disciples said to him, “You see the crowd pressing in on you; how can you say,
‘Who touched me?’”32He looked all around to see who had done it.33But the
woman, knowing what had happened to her, came in fear and trembling, fell down
before him, and told him the whole truth.34He said
to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, and be healed of
your disease.”
A.
This large crowd
was following Jesus on an urgent, life and death errand. If he did not hurry,
Jairus’ daughter might die. No one noticed the woman sneak up behind Jesus to
touch is cloak as discretely as possible. She has no intention of interrupting
Jesus’ errand of mercy. When she touched Jesus’ cloak, immediately her
hemorrhage stopped and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease.
1.
Almost all of the
commentators I read suggested that this woman was ignorant and superstitious to
think that by touching Jesus clothes she could be healed. Jesus says nothing to
correct her misconception but commends her faith. I can’t help wondering if the
commentators have not imposed their scientific presuppositions and missed the
power of touch.
2.
Acts 5 tells how
people in Jerusalem “carried out the sick into the
streets, and laid them on cots and mats, in order that Peter’s shadow might
fall on some of them, … and they were all cured.” In Acts 19 “God did
extraordinary miracles through Paul (in Ephesus), so that when
the handkerchiefs or aprons that had touched his skin were brought to the sick,
their diseases left them.” While these do not seem to have become standard
practices in the early church, they do suggest that the physical and
spiritually are intricately interwoven, and the physical can open the way for
the spiritual.
B.
Like the
disciples, I doubt that Jesus felt the woman’s discrete touch of his cloak with
the crowd pressing in on him. When she touched Jesus’ cloak, he was immediately
aware that power had gone forth from him. How could he let her interrupt his
response to such a pressing need?
1.
I find it curious
that Jesus was so keenly aware that power had gone forth from him and so
unaware of to whom it had gone. But he was aware that the faith conveyed by her
touch released his power.
2.
Jesus told the
woman, “Your faith has made you well.” Unlike many
self-proclaimed “faith-healers,” Jesus did not take credit and say, “I have
made you well.” Nevertheless, if the woman had misplaced her faith and believed
that drinking water from Jerusalem’s gutters would have healed her, she would
have been disappointed and probably sicker. Faith is dependent on the power
that is trusted.
IV. Touch with faith to access the love and power of the
heart of God. To touch each other is to touch the heart of God, for we are all
embraced in the heart of God.
A.
We will ordain
Elders today by the laying on of hands. Both from the witness of the New
Testament and by personal experience, I know that the Holy Spirit uses that
touch to call and gift Elders for this ministry.
B.
When Candy and I
first arrived in Duncanville, several of you made a point of telling us that
this congregation has plenty of huggers. We hug for joy! We hug for comfort! When
we hug we release love from the heart of God.
C.
Next week D
and S and C will be with you. I know you and
they will all be at your best. I suggest that far more important is expecting
to touch the heart of God together and release God’s love and power for each
other.
Ann Weems has written a poem about the power of
touching in church. (Reaching for Rainbows, 1980, Westminster Press)
What is
all this touching in church?
It used
to be a person could come to church and sit in the pewand not be bothered by all this friendliness
and certainly not by touching.
I used to come to church and leave untouched.
Now I have to be nervous about what's expected of me.
I have to worry about responding to the person sitting next to me.
Oh, I wish it could be the way it used to be;
I could just ask the person next to me: How are you?
And the person could answer: Oh, just fine,
And we'd both go home . . . strangers who have known each other
for twenty years.
But now the minister asks us to look at each other.
I'm worried about that hurt look I saw in that woman's eyes.
Now I'm concerned,
because when the minister asks us to pass the peace,
The man next to me held my hand so tightly
I wondered if he had been touched in years.
Now I'm upset because the lady next to me cried and then apologized
And said it was because I was so kind
and that she needed
A friend right now.
Now I have to get involved.
Now I have to suffer when this community suffers.
Now I have to be more than a person coming to observe a service.
That man last week told me I'd never know how much I'd touched his life.
All I did was smile and tell him I understood what it was to be lonely.
Lord, I'm not big enough to touch and be touched!
The stretching scares me.
What if I disappoint somebody?
What if I'm too pushy?
What if I cling too much?
What if somebody ignores me?
"Pass the peace."
"The peace of God be with you." "And with you."
And mean it.
Lord, I can't resist meaning it!
I'm touched by it, I'm enveloped by it!
I find I do care about that person next to me!
I find I am involved!
And I'm scared.
O Lord, be here beside me.
You touch me, Lord, so that I can touch and be touched!
So that I can care and be cared for!
So that I can share my life with all those others that belong to you!
All this touching in church -- Lord, it's changing me