April 19, 2020
St. John’s United Church of Christ, Union, Illinois
There are times when the best idea is to stay behind closed
doors. It’s safer there. Outside, you may catch the deadly disease or get hit
by the storm. It is a dangerous world out there, both literally and
figuratively. Our fears can drive us to seek shelter. When you’re faced with an
actual pandemic or tornado, responding to our fear by seeking shelter is the
right thing to do. Make sure everyone you’re responsible for has made it to
safety. Stay inside; and wash your hands.
Responding to a tornado and responding to a pandemic require
different responses, but there are similarities. Once the storm has passed, it
is time to assess the damage, check on our neighbors, and offer help where
needed. In the pandemic we have to keep the door shut, but we still need to
assess the damage, and the potential for long-term disruptions, and we still
need to check on our neighbors, but perhaps over the phone rather than over the
fence.
Sometimes our help is not needed, at least not yet. Tragedy
and hardship can be slow moving. It is hard to wait, knowing your help will be
needed, but right now it might aggravate the problem. Even more, our urgency to
help out diminishes with time, and a few months from now we’ll be distracted by
other needs and forget about the families who lost a loved one, or a job, or a
home. We want to help right now! But we must discipline ourselves to conserve our
supplies, our money, and our energy for when it will be most helpful.
When the danger is more of a metaphor, when the threat is
not immanent, and the damage is harder to discern, it can be harder to know
when and how to open the door or reach out to others. When we are safely behind
the metaphorical locked door, we can attend to our personal needs, healing and
wholeness only with those we trust, and ignore the troubles on the other side
of the door.
The church, at times, has become closed to the outside
world. The sacred and pure are reserved for a private group, and the rest of
the world is profane, dirty, and hazardous. The public and, especially,
political world outside the door is off limits. We view with skepticism those
who want the church to have a voice in the public sphere, especially when they’re
not from our church. Beyond that door, however, are the social, economic, political, and
civic realities that affect us all. And God did not call us together as a
church to hide the gospel and hoard away the grace.
The
doors of the house where the disciples had met were locked. Whether it was fear
of the religious authorities who might come after them as associates of Jesus,
or for fear that they might be accused of having stolen away with the body,
John tells us the disciples met behind a door that was closed and locked. But
the door did not keep out the risen Christ. Jesus enters in wherever we are,
even when we’re hiding in fear, bringing peace.
Thomas
had his doubts. We don’t know why Thomas doubted; perhaps, like most of us, he resisted
easy answers to the hard questions of faith. Many of us have experienced the
deep darkness of doubt, or struggled with the troubling silence of God. Most of
us have managed to cling to our faith in the midst of such experiences. The
hardship experienced during these intense periods of doubt and despair has been
described as “the dark night of the soul.”[1] Even
Mother Teresa of Calcutta struggled with doubt; she “felt so abandoned by God
that she was unable to pray.”[2]
Doubt is a natural part of faith.
We
might ask the question, “Why did God let grandma die of the virus?” or “Where
was God when the tornado hit Mississippi?” We doubt, and we wonder why the
terrible things happened. I get it. I have my doubts too. But I think we often
get stuck looking for a miracle, a happy ending to everything, the perfect
savior to make everything better. When we seek only the perfect, we don’t
recognize what is there in the imperfect, the wounded, the possibility that God
doesn’t always make the bad things go away. Sometimes God is right there with
us, weeping with us, praying with us, sharing the pain and sorrow and hardship
of life. Sometimes, when we search too hard for Jesus, we don’t notice that
he’s already in the room, seeking us out, wherever we are, just as we are.
The
other disciples didn’t argue with rational and empirical explanations. Thomas didn’t
seek out Jesus to demand answers. Jesus entered the room, despite the locked
doors, in order to reach Thomas. Jesus came to meet Thomas where he was,
seeking him out when he had lost faith. It can be that way with us as well.
When we are faced with difficult questions, and our hold on faith is tenuous, God
will seek us out, enter through the locked doors that we have built around us,
and offer us love and grace when all seems lost.
It
may not look like Jesus. John tells us that the disciples didn’t recognize
Jesus, not at first. It is likely that when Jesus comes to find us in our moments
of despair, we will not recognize him either. How can we know when God arrives?
Jesus gave two clues to Thomas. He spoke the words, “Peace be with you,” and
then said to Thomas, “Put your finger here and see my hands. Reach out your
hand and put it in my side” (John 20:27). When God comes to us in our times of
doubt, we will recognize God’s presence when peace is offered, when the pain
and sorrow of life is acknowledged, and when we realize that we have been
sought out by that love which is stronger than death.
We
may not recognize that God was with grandma when she died, as the nurse held
her hand, singing familiar songs to her as she let go of this world. We may not
realize that God was not in the tornado, but in the voice of the store manager
hustling everyone into the basement. We may not recognize the face, that it was
God’s smile on the first-responder who helped us out from under the debris. We
may not recognize the risen Christ, who appears like a regular person, wounded,
weeping, sharing the experience of life with us.
John’s
story doesn’t end with a private celebration locked away behind closed doors.
The story continues with Jesus giving them a new name and a new task. They are
no longer disciples, meaning followers. Now they are apostles, those who are
sent into the world to carry on the mission. “As [God] has sent me, so I send
you” (John 20:21). The Apostles had the Holy Spirit breathed into them, and
were sent out the door to bring peace and love, hope and healing to a world in
turmoil.
We
might rest content with what we have already accomplished, sharing the peace of
Christ behind the closed door of the personal and private. But the world
outside that door needs us. Disciples, apostles, followers of Jesus can’t just
focus on ourselves. We are sent to others. Strengthened by the peace of Christ,
empowered by the Holy Spirit, we are sent into our community to help people in
need or in distress, people who have lost loved ones to the virus, their homes
to the storm, or their jobs to economic insecurity. We are sent over the phone,
and through the internet to bring hope and solidarity to those struggling to
survive a global pandemic. We are given the charge to bear the forgiving,
transforming love of God into every sphere of human existence, the social,
economic, political, and civic realities that dominate our lives.
The
storm may not be over. The virus may not be contained. Our fears and doubts may
remain. Our questions may not yet have answers. But we are more than disciples.
We, too, are apostles. We cannot simply attend to our personal well-being. We
must be apostles on both sides of the door,[3] taking
care of ourselves and our own, but also taking care of everyone else too. We share
in the manifestation of the risen Christ who seeks us out wherever we are, and sends
us out to heal the world. Amen.
[1]
Attributed to St. John of the Cross, 16th century Catholic mystic.
[2]
Nicole Winfield, “Mother Teresa despaired that God had abandoned her” in Providence
Journal, Sep. 3, 2016.
https://www.providencejournal.com/news/20160903/mother-teresa-despaired-that-god-had-abandoned-her.
https://www.providencejournal.com/news/20160903/mother-teresa-despaired-that-god-had-abandoned-her.
[3]
D. Cameron Murchison, Pastoral Perspective on John 20:19-31 in Feasting on the Word: Preaching the Revised
Common Lectionary, Year B, Vol. 2, David L. Bartlett and Barbara Brown
Taylor, General Editors (Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, 2008), p.
404.
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