God Through Us: Jan 4

Matthew 2:13-23                                                        

                My son Joshua has played a variety of parts in many different pageants.  He was the baby Jesus when he was 8 months old, then a sheep for a few years.  When he was 2 ½, he was a reluctant sheep.  He was in a very outspoken and independent phase.  I was terrified of an outburst.  But he did fine and then the pageant directors surprised me a little.  They added an epilogue which included the story of Jesus returning from Egypt with his parents. Jesus would have been about 3 when he returned from Egypt, so they put Joshua in the place of Jesus. Joshua wandered back center stage looking extremely confused and a little scared and I found myself tearing up.  They weren’t really happy tears.  It was the first time I imagined Jesus as a scared child being taken out of the only home he had known (which was Egypt) and brought back to a land his parents had fled because their son’s life had been at risk.  It must have been traumatic for them all.

It was unsettling to feel that grief in the midst of a Christmas Eve pageant.  However,  I think that being unsettled can sometimes be good, even at Christmas.  Christmas is wonderful and joyful day, but there can also be a small (or even large) degree of grief in the midst of it.  It might be a parent or a spouse who has recently died, a child who can’t share the holiday with you, a family that is a little fractured…every loss feels that much bigger on Christmas.  So while it’s not typical or comfortable, today we are hearing the story of the sadness and the loss that happened on the very first Christmas. 

            This story from our Gospel today is referred to as the slaughter or massacre of the innocents.  Typically the reading leaves out the part about Herod killing the children under the age of 2 in and around Bethlehem, but I put it back in. I think the people who put the lectionary together were trying to keep the focus on God’s saving act rather than the actions of a corrupt and power hungry ruler.

            However, the author of Matthew put this story in his Gospel for a reason.  Many biblical scholars have pointed out that there are no historical accounts of this mass killing of children under the age of two, but others have suggested that it was not an unexpected act from a man like Herod. He had killed his wife and three sons to protect his power, what was a few dozen children to him when it meant he could protect himself from the future king? 

This all started with the devoted magi who brought gifts to Jesus and his parents.  We all know that story.  Unfortunately since they were following a star, which never provide exact locations, they first went to Jerusalem and told people that they had observed a star and were looking for “the king of the Jews.” This might seem a little far fetched to us, but it was common for people to associate the birth of kings or great men with the appearance of stars.  When Herod heard that these wise men had come from far away in search of a king, he sensed a potential threat. He sought the counsel of his own advisors and they told him that the prophets said that this messiah was to be born in Bethlehem. He called the wise men to him and shared this helpful information with the request that they tell him once they found him so he too could worship him.  Fortunately the wise men were warned in a dream not to return to Herod, so they didn’t.  

            That is where our story picks up today.  Joseph was warned by an angel in a dream to flee to Egypt.  The angel doesn’t tell him why, but Joseph obeyed. (He was very good at following angelic directions.) The family fled in the middle of the night and traveled all the way to Egypt.  Egypt was part of the Roman Empire at the time, but Herod had no control there.  We don’t know why this fleeing was necessary until we hear of Herod’s response to the realization that the wise men didn’t return to him and tell him exactly where this baby was.  Herod ordered the execution of children age two and under. Fortunately, by the time he realized this and ordered this slaughter, Jesus and his parents had already fled, but Herod didn’t know this.  Unfortunately, many children were still killed, leaving families heartbroken in Bethlehem.

Then there is this strange reference to Jeremiah: ‘A voice was heard in Ramah, wailing and loud lamentation, Rachel weeping for her children;  she refused to be consoled, because they are no more.”  There is only one Rachel in the Bible and she is in Genesis.  She was married to Jacob and bore two children—Joseph and Benjamin.  Neither of them died before she did, thus, leaving people confused by this reference.  It is believed that Matthew included these verses because Rachel is considered one of the matriarchs of the Jewish people.  This reference to her weeping is a reminder of the exile of the Jewish people to Babylon.  No doubt, countless people died.  Even though Rachel had died by the time the Babylonian exile happened and by the time Jesus was born, Rachel still wept for all those children who died.  It was a way to recognize the loss.

The author of Matthew loved to find ways to connect the story of Jesus to the story of the Jewish people.  Matthew is essentially resurrecting these lost voices of the mothers and fathers who lost their children long ago.   By including this in the birth story of Jesus, Matthew isn’t only providing a connection to the story of the Hebrew people, he’s also acknowledging the losses that have happened over the centuries…lives that have been lost through war and tyranny.  Every one of those lives was precious.  Every one of those people who died was a child of God (that includes all the people of Israel and Palestine—all the people of the world).  History forgets, but God never does.

            Why does this story of atrocity appear in the Gospel of Matthew?  Is it to show that Jesus escaped through God’s divine intervention?  If so, what does that say about the children who died? Why would Matthew even tell this story?  I think he knew it was important what kind of environment Jesus was born into--the fear that gripped his family from the moment he was born.

Just like families today who are forced to flee their homes looking for a place free of persecution, Jesus was part of a family that left their home looking for safety.  That is something that everyone deserves...to be safe. Fortunately, Herod’s reach was limited and they were able to find a place they could stay, even for a while.  It’s ironic that we focus so much around Christmas about the story from Luke and no room in the inn, when the bigger story is where they were welcomed.  They were welcomed in a foreign land for years.  Foreigners welcome Jesus and his family.

Once Herod died, they were able to return to their home…but not quite.  They still had to change course. They couldn’t go to the place they planned because of another corrupt leader. They shifted course one more time thanks to Joseph’s willingness to listen to God and follow where God guided him. 

While part of me finds it strange to have this story of heartbreak and violence so close to the Christmas story, another part of me sees that it is consistent with who Jesus was and who he still is. He is committed to not just serving the least of these, but being with the least of these, with the persecuted and the forgotten. 

But there is another piece of this story that we can overlook if we focus on the violence and persecution. Joseph listened to God every step of the way.  It was his faithfulness and devotion that allowed him to hear God’s word and allow it to guide them through life. I understand the importance of action and protest….but as Christians, we can’t skip the step where we listen for the wisdom of God.  Because if we listen, God will guide us on the right path.  We won’t be guaranteed success---at least not success as the world sees it.  Jesus was still crucified even after all that listening and protecting Joseph did.  But if we listen and lay down our pride and need for control, God will work through us. One of the words we hear on Christmas Eve is Emmanuel, which means, God with us.  After Christmas, we need to focus on a different preposition---God through us.  How can we help other by allowing God to work through us?

I used a lot of information from this article for this sermon: Eugene Park, “Rachel’s Cry for Her Children: Matthew’s Treatment of the Infanticide by Herod,” CBQ 75 (2013): 473–85.

Heavenly Army: Christmas

Christmas                                                                                 Luke 2: 1-20                              Christmas Eve is my least favorite time to preach…partly because there are no new takes on this story.  It’s a story we all know so well, in so many different forms.  Yet, I would guess, that there are some things we don’t know as well as we think we do.  I remember my first New Testament class in college. I thought it would be an easy class for me as I had been going to church and Sunday school (which was called CCD in the Catholic Church) every week for my whole life. The professor, probably understanding that some of us were a little overly confident, started with a series of questions that seemed obvious, but were not.  We got most of them wrong.  One he liked to ask was, how many magi were there?  Well?  Anyone?  We all said three but then he pointed out, it never says how many there were, just how many gifts there were.  And the magi don’t even appear in our reading from Luke. 

It is the Gospel of Matthew that has the Kings and the star.  In Luke, we have shepherds and the heavenly host, but no star, no kings.  Those poor shepherds had no star to follow.  The angels told them that the sign they were to look for was “a child wrapped in bands of cloth lying in a manger.”  Bethlehem was (and is) a fairly small town, but it wasn’t that small.  They had to do some searching. 

                Those shepherds were motivated.  An angel had spoken to them and informed them that the Messiah, the Lord, had been born.  It wasn’t just one angel, it was an angel with the multitude of the heavenly host.  Now, when we see this depicted in movies or art, it’s usually a very gentle and bucolic scene.  There is a soft light, maybe one to two angels who don’t look scary or intimidating.  But if that was the case why would it say that the shepherds were terrified?  And that was before the heavenly host showed up. 

Until I started preaching this text, I never considered what a heavenly host meant.  Perhaps a few angels with harps? The Greek word that is translated to host is army. This was heaven’s army, all there to deliver a message.  Ironically, it was a message of peace: “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace among those who he favors.”

                It’s an interesting juxtaposition, an army delivering a message of peace.  God sent this army not to fight, but to tell a few powerless shepherds that the Messiah had come down in the form of a helpless baby.  Most of us have probably held a newborn baby at some point.  They are tiny.  They can’t even hold their head up.  That is how God decided to show up, not with the heavenly army that would have probably been a lot more impressive, but a baby dependent on two humans who also had little power.

                I understand the symbolism of God coming to earth as a human so God could have the experience of walking with us. But sometimes I wonder, why wasn’t God born to a great king or political leader? Then God would not have to sleep in an animal trough.  Jesus would have been protected and his message would have gone farther because important and influential people would have been listening.  Jesus would never had to die because he would have been related to the people in power.  It would have been so much easier.  Or…if you are not liking that idea, Jesus could have been born to the same parents in the same place, but that heavenly army could have stuck around…just in case.  That would have been a lot less risky.  No one would mess with the guy who had the heavenly army backing him up.

                God could have taken any of those options, but no.  God chose to be born like any other child, to parents who were good and holy, but not people with power or influence. I love that about God, but sometimes it also makes me crazy and frustrated.  There are days when I think, we could use a heavenly host right about now, to straighten things out around here.  God has yet to take this recommendation from me. 

                Most days, I feel powerless and a little overwhelmed.  Sometimes that makes me feel weak.  What if we could take our perceived weakness and understand it for what it actually is, vulnerability. The beauty of that vulnerability is that it is something that our creator and savior understands, because he experienced it—as a baby who couldn’t hold his head up, as a young child learning to speak, as a teenager struggling with all the crazy stuff that happens, as a young man who would be abandoned by his friends and then die a horrible death.  That death didn’t make Jesus weak (even though some chose to believe it and maybe still do).  That death allowed him to rise again.  Could he have called on the heavenly host to rescue him from that gruesome death? Yes. But once again, God chose the path that aligned Godself with the most powerless and dejected human beings.

                That is what we celebrate on Christmas, a God who displayed power not with might and armies, but with compassion and love.  Don’t get me wrong, Jesus did miraculous things in his time on earth, but it was never to control people or display his greatness…it was to heal people (their bodies and their souls).  Jesus didn’t defeat the tyranny of the Roman Empire.  If he wanted to do that, he would have brought the army.  Instead, he lived in a way that displayed humility and service.  He died in a way that showed courage and surrender.  He rose again not to bring vengeance on the people who abandoned him, but to forgive them and inspire them.   

                On Christmas, we can and should bask in the warmth of his glory, but also remember that God’s work is not yet done, not even close.   It is up to us, to do that work.