Journey's Weekly Homilies

SIXTH SUNDAY OF EASTER, YEAR B
MAY 25, 2003
HOMILY BY SAM
 

ACTS 10:25-26, 34-35, 44-48
I JOHN 4:7-10
JOHN 15:9-17
 

Regina used to complain that there’s not enough humor in my homilies.  O.K. this time I’ll begin with a joke! 

A visitor comes to a monastery and is given a tour of by the guest master.  During the tour the guest master explains that people here get to know each other so well that they even know their jokes by heart.  For the purpose of brevity they don’t even tell the joke any more.  They just call out the number of the joke because everybody knows it.  To demonstrate the guest master yells out, “567!”  The halls are immediately filled with the peals of laughter and the slapping of thighs.  The visitor says, “That’s great, let me try.”  So the guest master agrees.  The visitor yells out, “435!”.  Dead silence.  Finally the guest master says, “Some people just don’t know how to tell a joke.” 

There really is a homily in this! 

This joke is about what Richard Rohrbaugh calls, “over-lexicalization”.  A group of people share so much over a long period of time that they develop their own vocabulary about their common life.  They may use the same words as everyone else but the words mean something else. 

We even over-lexicalize here at Journey.  Two weeks ago we did not have an order of service with the written music in it.  So we sang four songs by heart.  How many people outside of Journey would know those songs that well? 

The last song was “I Will Not Die”.  That song actually means more to us that the words themselves.  We could recite the text and it would not be the same.  And it would be difficult to explain to a newcomer why this song is so important to us. 

The community of John expressed their faith through a number of words that were repeated and had a unique meaning for that community.  We can only guess at what those words mean. 

In today’s Gospel Jesus shares a last  meal with his followers and leaves them his only commandment:  “Love one another as I have loved you and Abba has loved me.”  It would be easy to think that he is talking about personal affection between friends because that is what we would mean by love.  But the community of John is not like us and ‘love actually means something different from what we think. 

The community of John was an odd group of followers tossed from pillar to post by persecution and beset by factions that split up the community several times.  According to Rohrbaugh they probably numbered about forty and didn’t expect to get any bigger.  They were pessimistic about relationships with non-community members since their faith had already been firmly rejected by others.   

This was a ‘circle-the-wagons kind of community, mainly concerned about survival.  The Gospel was written to bolster their faith and foster unity in hard times.  The central message of Jesus to this community is:  Love one another. 

‘Love is repeated in various settings throughout this Gospel.  Early in the Gospel Nicodemus, a visitor, is told that the love of God is like a father who gives his only son to the world so that all people may have life.  Two weeks ago Nancy related to us the image of a shepherd who gives life to the flock and receives life from them.  And last week Tom described how the love of God meshes us together like a vine and branches.   

The most powerful image for love in this Gospel is resurrection.  Like the vine and branches, father and son, shepherd and sheep God’s love for Jesus is so great that they are inseparable.  God does not abandon Jesus in death but shares eternal life with him.  Today Jesus offers that same kind of love to all who believe in him. 

Based on the Gospel of John I would suggest three meanings of love that you might not have thought about before.   These are ways of love that you may not have thought of before. 

First, love means showing up.  A father does not abandon his son, a vine is not separated from its branches, a shepherd always attends to the sheep. 

Two weeks ago many of us showed up in force numerous times throughout the week.  We had lectures, liturgy preparation, choir rehearsal, and performances of the Gospel of Mark.  All of these things showed an intense commitment to our shared life.  Alcoholics Anonymous describes love very simply.  At the end of each meeting members all say together, “Keep coming back, it works!” 

Secondly love means learning the stories and singing the songs until they are as familiar to us as the shepherd’s voice is to the sheep.  We must all learn the history of this community, the songs, the scriptures, and the important texts.   

I had a friend who as a small child used to sing Church songs in Latin at the bus stop.  Bystanders thought he was crazy.  Actually he was in love with his faith.  We are called to that kind of love. 

Finally love means giving completely to those around you.   In the first reading Cornelius, a soldier and a Gentile, receives the Holy Spirit to everyone’s amazement.  Peter says this is accomplished because he fears God and does what is right.  What did he do that was righteous?  According to the book of Acts he gave generously to the poor. 

 I can count three times during the last two months that people of Journey gave to the Mercy Corps:  in the donation of health kits, the collection at the Pax Christi talk, and in “Bowling for Baghdad”. 

We are not persecuted as the community of John was.  But we hold a shared commitmentto faith and justice that those around us, even our own families may not understand. 

This spring the Pew Center asked Americans three questions.  Take a minute and answer them for yourselves.

Has the war in Iraq been mentioned in your congregation?

Has your pastor or minister taken a position on the war?

Has your religion or personal faith affected your position on the war?

 If you answered all of those questions, “Yes”, you are unlike nine out of ten Americans.  Only one in ten people said that their faith had anything to do with how they felt about the war. 

In the name of our God and the memory of Jesus we have committed ourselves to justice, bread, and peace for all people.  And we are as strange to others as that child singing in Latin at the bus stop.  They don’t know the song.   

We are surrounded by people who do not share our faith or our sense of justice.  How can we continue to do what must be done?  We are simply told to love.  Show up.  Tell the stories and sing the songs. Give to others as God has given to us.  Greater love has no one than this.