Biblical
lineages are puzzling to many of us in our fast-paced, individualistic
society. The American zeitgeist, the
American dream, is based on the notion of progress. Moving forward. Moving ahead. And I don’t know about you, but my eyes
tend to glaze over when I come up against one of those Old Testament laundry
lists. “These are the generations of
Shem: Shem was an hundred years old, and begat Arphaxad two years after the
flood. And Shem lived after he begat
Arphaxad five hundred years, and begat sons and daughters. And Arphaxad lived five and thirty years, and
begat Salah: And Arphaxad lived after he begat Salah four hundred and three
years, and begat sons and daughters. And
Salah lived . . .” (snore) . . . oh,
excuse me . . . I fell asleep.
Where
was I? Oh yes: in our forward-looking,
progressivist society, a lot of us don’t worry much about who begat who much
further back than our grandparents and great-grandparents, but they did back in
ancient times. It was important for our
Hebrew forebears to know where a person came from . . . lines of inheritance
were critical—one had to authenticate the line of inheritance of an hereditary
stake-hold . . . sometime it was a
matter of life and death.
It
was at least as important for theological reasons, for placing a person in the
line of God’s people, for establishing them in the historical framework of
God’s interaction with humankind. Classic
examples are the genealogies that establish the lineage of Jesus in Matthew and
Luke. It was vital for him to be seen as
the heir to the throne of David to substantiate the early Christians claims
that he was the Messiah foretold in the Hebrew scriptures. The interesting thing about these geneologies is that they are different, both in length and who is
mentioned, and they reflect the differing theological stances and agendas of
their authors.
If
genealogies set the historical stage, the verses with which Luke begins today’s
passage set the immediate, contextual
stage. “In the fifteenth year of the
reign of Emperor Tiberius, when Pontius Pilate was governor of Judea, and Herod
was ruler of Galilee, and his brother Philip ruler of the region of Ituraea and
Trachonitis, and Lysanias ruler of Abilene, during the high priesthood of Annas
and Caiaphas, the word of God came to John, son of Zechariah, in the
wilderness.” And this formal listing of
who is what helps establish John as a prophetic voice: several Old Testament
prophetic accounts—notably Jeremiah and Micah—begin with such a name-dropping
of the ruling who’s who. It also follows
a pattern that Luke has used twice before: once to introduce John’s father,
Zechariah himself, and once to introduce the birth of Jesus, which he begins by
mentioning Emperor Augustus and Quirinius, governor of Syria. Finally, it introduces both Herod, Pilate, and
Caiaphus, who will be important players in the drama about to unfold.
But
wait, there’s more! It starts big and
gets small. It begins with the big Kahuna
himself, the Emperor Tiberius, then follows up governors of the regions around
where Jesus was born, then the head religious authorities, and finally, least
of all, John, son of Zechariah. And far
from being some kind of convenient way to order things, perhaps some ancient version
of alphabetization, the order of big to small is part of the point: it was the days of big guns—the Tiberius’, the
Pilates, and the Herods—and the word of God comes not to them, not to the
glitterati of the Rome and Jerusalem set, but to a half-crazed, goat-skin-wrapped
honey-muncher named John. And what’s
more, the word of God came not to the palaces or the temples, not to the homes
of the rich and famous, no matter how much
Robin Lynch might wish it, but to the dry, barren, fly-speckled wilderness of a backwards province in the great Roman
machine. Talk about your reversal of
fortune, talk about your least of these. Embedded in the very structure of how he
presents the powers, Luke makes one of the fundamental points of the
Gospel: the last is literally the first
to receive the word of God.
John
is the embodiment of that point, what Paul refers to as “the foolishness of the
cross” . . . remember? “. . . God chose what is foolish in the world
to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong; God
chose what is low and despised in the world, things that are not, to reduce to
nothing things that are.” Luke is
implying the same thing: God chose a
smelly, itinerant preacher to shame the Herods.
God chose the barren wastelands, the wasted, blasted heath, to shame the
dazzling centers of power, the Washingtons, the Paris’ and the Romes. What is weak to the powers that be—the
wandering preachers, the shepherds watching their flocks, the poor in the tenements
of Cincinnati—are strong to the almighty God; what is weak to that God—the
standing armies, the palace guards, the nuclear aircraft carriers and
missile-defense systems—are strength to the powers that be.
And
Luke says the word of God came to John in the wilderness, but it is not the
capital-W word of God . . . the Greek phrase he uses is not logos tou theou, which he uses later in
Acts for the Gospel embodied in Jesus Christ.
Instead, he uses rema theou,
which might be better translated as “some words of God” or “a word of
God.” John is not the Word of God, nor has the
Word come to him . . . yet. His is a
message from God, informing us of something . . . it’s a prophetic word, for
that’s what John is: the last of the prophets.
He is not the one who will follow him, he is not the one whose sandals
he is not fit to tie. He is the
mouthpiece of God, and the words of God, the rema of the creator, are put there just as they were burned onto
Isaiah’s lips by the flying-snakes of the temple, just as they were when
Ezekiel ate the parchment of God in his Babylonian exile. Those words are put there and can be taken
away at the whim of God.
And
John preached this word in all the regions around the Jordan, in those very
regions named by Luke: In Herod’s
Galilee and his brother Phillip’s Iturea and Trachonitis; in Pilate’s Judea and
Lysanias’ Abilene, my Abilene. In all
the regions ruled by the rich and powerful, under the royal thumb of Tiberius,
Emperor of all that was, John the baptizer preached his message from God.
And
what was that message? It was a message
of repentance and baptism for the forgiveness of sins. Repentance—in Greek, metanoia—a turning around, a turning away from one’s old path, onto a new road, a new way of being . . .
John was preaching a reversal of business as usual, a turning from the old
ways, and this sets up yet another theme.
It’s dangerous to say to the powerful that they must change, it’s dangerous to imply that the path they
are on is so morally bankrupt that they must turn around, do a figurative
one-eighty, and go in the exact opposite direction. Do you see the implicit rebuke in that? Do you see the danger in preaching repentance
to Herod and Pilate and Lysanias and Phillip?
Not to mention Annas and Caiphas, the two most powerful Jews in the
land?
And
of course, John would pay the ultimate
price for preaching change to the powers that be, and this passage foreshadows his
beheading . . . change of course is hard
for anybody to stomach. Especially if
you have an ego as big as the Herods’.
But even in churches, where we’re supposed to be, you know, Christ-like. We’ve all heard of church leaders—pastors and
choir directors and elders—who have suffered the fate of John, who have been
beheaded on the chopping block of change.
Well. All this was done, says Luke, so that the
scriptures would be fulfilled . . . John is that one crying in the wilderness
predicted by Isaiah: Prepare the way of
the Lord, make his paths straight.
Smooth his way, make it easy for his passage. "Every valley shall be filled, and every mountain and hill shall be made low, and the crooked shall be made straight, and the
rough ways made smooth.” The way shall be made smooth for the coming of
the big-W word of God, the logos tou
theou, the one for whom John is merely the prelude, the spear-holder, the
warm-up act.
And
here we are again, two thousand years later, and Jesus Christ is coming again,
in a little over two weeks . . . and it falls upon us, in this time of waiting,
this period of contemplation, to wonder where we are in all of this. Have we made the ways straight for his
coming? Have we smoothed out the
valleys, lowered the hills, removed all the barriers to the Word of God?
As
his disciples, it falls to us to point out to our neighbors, to the culture in
which we are embedded, that he is here.
It falls to us to proclaim the
coming of the Lord . . . and have we done all we can to make easy the coming of
Christ into our hurting world? Have we
resisted the siren call of the sparkling season, the consumer nightmare that is
the most profitable season of the year?
Are we proclaiming the true Gospel, the big-W Word of God, or the
happy-shiny message of the shopping mall, that all is right with the world, and
pass me the X-Box, the Rolex and the Apple iPad mini?
Far
from making smooth the pathways of the Gospel, do we put up barriers to its
coming, roadblocks to its proclamation?
Are we stuck in the past, refusing to change so that the big-W Word of
God can be proclaimed? Have we resisted
changing our old ways, our old modes of worship, beheading anyone who suggests
that we do?
Sisters
and brothers, advent is a time of contemplation, of preparation . . . far from
being a happy shiny season, far from being fast paced and exhausting, it was
meant to be slow and meditative, rich in thought and prayer. And my
prayer for us today is that it become that way again, that we listen to the
words of God through John, that we slow down and smell the roses of
Sharon. My prayer is that we don’t rush
to Christmas, that we savor its coming, for that’s what Advent means, Coming, which, believe it or not, is different from already here. I say these words in the name of the one who
creates, the one who comforts, and the coming one, who redeems us from our
sins. Amen.
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