Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Our Father


10th Sunday after Pentecost; Yr. C, July 28, 2013
Genesis 18:20-32; Psalm 138; Colossians 2:6-15, (16-19); Luke 11:1-13
Sermon preached at St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church

One of Jesus’ disciples said to him, “Lord, teach us to pray, as John taught his disciples.”  Jesus said to them, “When you pray, say: Father, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come.  Give us each day our daily bread. And forgive us our sins, for we forgive everyone indebted to us. And do not bring us to the time of trial.  Anyone recognize this?  When I go visit Dorothy Adle at the Episcopal Church Home we end with this prayer.  No matter what I pray for at the beginning, I always end with the Lord’s Prayer.  Anyone know why?  It’s hardwired in her brain.  No matter what else she may forget … what she had for breakfast … who visited her in the last week … even her own name, when I start to say the Lord’s Prayer, her lips begin to move.  We say it together, at least most of it.  That prayer is a staple of our Christian faith.  No matter what Christian denomination you may belong to, if you call yourself a Christian you’ve heard it, and most of us know it.  We know it so well, we may not think about what we’re saying anymore, or let alone wonder what it might have meant to the people Jesus was speaking to.

Notice first that instead of saying “Father” as Jesus taught, we say, “Our Father, in heaven”.  My guess is that the word Jesus used for Father in the Aramaic was likely the word abba, a familiar term that might best be translated Daddy, or Papa.  Jesus was addressing his prayer to a God who was familiar, personal and beloved.  “Our Father” claims a collective paternity.  It’s not “my” father, or “your” father, it’s “our” father, a father that belongs to us as a community. 
We also add “in heaven” to the prayer.  We’ve kept the familial reference to Father, but in some ways lost the familiarity and personal tone of the Aramaic word.  We’ve placed that Father in heaven, instead of in the house sitting with us at the dinner table.  If we say God is in heaven, we kind of have to say something about where that heaven is; or how will we know where to find “our Father”?
While we were in Maine, we visited Nancy’s mother’s grave and planted flowers there.  As we were digging and planting, Hannah and her cousin were chatting together about their grandmother and their memories of her.  Out of the blue one of them said something about her  now being in heaven, up there.  One of them pointed to the sky.  I looked into the sky and said, “You’re kidding right?”  These kids are eleven and twelve years old.  “You know what’s ‘up there”.  There are clouds, and stars and planets and the atmosphere.  Grandmom isn’t ‘up there’.  Grandmom is with God and God is everywhere, including right here.”  And I pointed to my heart.  “Heaven isn’t in the sky, girls.  Heaven is living fully with God; heaven is in our hearts.”  My hunch is that heaven is wherever we are loved and accepted completely for who we are.  Something incredibly difficult to put a finger on here on earth, but which I believe we finally receive as a gift after our death.  We’re offered an eternal abode within God.  That's heaven.
Jesus tells the disciples to pray, hallowed be your name.  According to the Social –Science Commentary, “The English word ‘hallow’ means to sanctify, make holy, make sacred, or, in social terms, to make exclusive.  Thus to ‘hallow’ means to set something or someone apart as exclusive.  Socially, people learn to draw lines around persons and things and treat them as exclusively their own, i.e., as ; ‘sacred.’  For instance, most persons would consider their children, their parents, or their property as exclusively their own.  They react to events affecting such persons and property quite differently than they would to people in general, or property not their own.  With the command here in the passive voice, God is commanded to ‘hallow’ his person, his status as God, i.e., to act and thus reveal himself to be the God he is, to make known his exclusive personage.”[1]
            In essence, Jesus was telling his first century followers to command God to reveal God’s self to them, to reveal God’s presence in their lives.  Jesus often spoke that he and the Father were one, that if we knew Jesus, we would know God.  Jesus knew that people needed to experience God, to have a deep sense of God’s presence with them in order to nurture their faith.  God needed to be revealed.  That’s not something that we can do for ourselves.  That revelation is a gift, something Jesus seemed to experience in its totality.  It makes sense then, for us to be on the lookout … to expect to see God’s revealing mark in the world.  Have you seen it?
            God is love.  Anywhere we see love, we are seeing God being revealed in the world.  Anywhere we see people connecting across boundaries, or offering forgiveness … God is at work.  Anywhere we see suffering and people responding in compassion, that’s God being revealed as well.  God is love.  Jesus was a human being who fully embodied that love.  Jesus knew the power that a love like that brings into the world. 
            Jesus then tells his followers to ask God … “to give us our daily bread”.  For peasants, the present was all they could think about.  They couldn’t worry about tomorrow, because today posed enough of a challenge.  They focused on getting what they needed for that day, and so a God that could provide a daily ration of bread was a God they could depend on, like a good patron.  That was a God that relieved them of the daily anxiety of whether or not they would have any food to put on the table.  This was a God that promised that there was enough, not just enough for the wealthy, but enough for everyone, including peasants.  This was a God that changed anxiety and fear into peace and hope.  The same is true for us.  There is enough.
            Imagine what that would mean if we believed it.  No more need to “stock up”.  No more need to catch other people taking more than their share.  No more worrying that someone is abusing the system and getting more than they needed.  No more starvation.  No more children dying from malnutrition.  There is enough.  But is enough, enough for us?  Is it?  Are we willing to be satisfied with just our daily bread, or will we that become as dull to us as the manna was for the Israelites in the desert? 
            When I made less money, I remember feeling angry that I had to spend it all on food and necessities.  I had enough, but barely.  As I’ve my salary has increased over the years, I find that I can pay my bills with less anxiety, but I also want more things.  I find myself still feeling frustrated when I can’t buy something I want.  The iPad Mini is just such a thing!  I can barely resist charging it on my credit card, but I don’t need it.  I have enough.  It’s almost as if the more I have, the more I want.  Enough isn’t enough anymore.  What about you?
            Then comes the whole part about sins and debts and trespasses.  What kind of forgiveness do I offer other people?  Jesus expects that we are forgiving the debts of others.  Because we forgive them, God forgives us.  It’s a mutually enriching arrangement.  Forgiveness is the norm.  Jesus doesn’t say that we won’t hurt one another, or that we won’t sin.  Jesus says only that we will forgive, and because we do … we can expect God to forgive as well.  And lest we forget the responsibility placed on us as Christians, Jesus reminds us to pray that we will not be brought to the time of trial.  Help us to avoid the test he describes in the parable that follows. 
            A friend goes to another friend’s house and asks for some bread.  It’s late, and his friend refuses to get out of bed to give it to him, even though it will mean that the one asking will be prevented from offering hospitality to someone in his home.  The one needing the bread needs the bread, and to get it, he is willing to let the whole town know how shamelessly his friend has been by refusing to help him.  “If you won’t get up”, the man at the door says, “I will tell everyone in the village what a jerk you are, how you let me down when I came to you for help, how you languished in bed while I suffered without food for a guest.  We are friends.  I have given you what you needed in the past, and now it is your turn to give to me.  Get with the program.  This is your time of trial.   Get up, will you?”  What would you do?  Would you get up?  Must we shame one another to do the right things?  Jesus says, pray that you are saved from the time of trial.  Give for one another.
            That’s the Lord’s prayer.  If I were to rewrite it for our time, it might go something like this.

Dad.
Let me have eyes to see you revealed.
Help me not to be afraid.
Help me to be satisfied with enough.
Forgive me and help me forgive others,
Save me from shamelessly neglecting the needs of others. 

It’s not as pretty, or as memorable, as our traditional Lord’s Prayer … but for me, it’s a little closer to what it might be saying to our world today.  As we pray that prayer later in our service, listen to your own voice, and think about what it means to you.  What we say matters.  What we pray matters, especially when others take the time to ask us what it means to us.  We have a rich tradition, may it continue to inform and deepen our faith.

Amen.


[1] Social-Science Commentary on the Synoptic Gospels.  Ed. by Malina, Bruce J. & Richard L. Rohrbaugh, Minneapolis, Fortress Press, 2003, p. 272.

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