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October 25, 2009 -
Reformation Sunday
"WOW!"
I was in second grade, and I sat in the back of the class.
I couldn't see the letters of the alphabet printed out on a long
display right above the front blackboard.
I think they still have them in classrooms today.
I told my teacher, Mrs Snow, that I couldn't see the letters.
She thought I was having problems with the kids who sat
near me in the back of the class, and I just wanted to move to another
seat. She accommodated my
request and moved me to the front seat in the class.
After my first day in my new location, I told her I still
couldn't see the letters displayed above the blackboard.
Ah Ha! My problem
was not the kids who sat near me in the back of the class.
My problem was my eyes.
The issue was my vision.
So Mom and I went to see "Uncle
Lou." Uncle Lou was not
my real uncle but my mother's cousin's husband.
"Uncle" was a designation of affection.
He was a jeweler and an optometrist. He ran a jewelry store, but
way in the back of the store he also had a little room equipped for eye
examinations. It was like a
mysterious, secret hidden room that was totally intriguing to a seven
year old boy. I thought it
was pretty cool. He took me
back into this concealed space that had a special contraption that I had
to look through and then read letters projected onto the wall.
You know the drill.
After awhile we emerged, and Uncle Lou announced to my mother,
"Marie, Joey needs glasses.
He is severely near-sighted."
Uncle Lou had me sit down at a little table, and he told me to look in
the direction of the front of the store out toward the street.
It was just a few days before Christmas, and of course, the store
was adorned with Christmas decorations of all kinds: lights, glitter and
garland, and in the front display windows there was a winter landscape
scene with a snowman in one window, and a Christmas tree with a little
electric train going around its base in the other window.
And then without warning Uncle Lou walked behind me, and
he placed two lenses that were
very close to my prescription in front of my eyes, and he said,
"Now Joey, this is how you
should be seeing things!" I
will never forget what happened next.
With a spontaneous exclamation of shock and joy I blurted out,
"WOW!"
"WOW!"
My blurry, unfocused world that I assumed was normal
suddenly came into focus.
For the first time in my young life I could see – I mean really see –
see details – see distance – everything had a sharp edge – the specifics
of faces - colors and objects no longer blurred together into an
undefined haze. My new
vision transformed my life!
My life was now punctuated by
"WOW!"
I have to think that the blind man in our gospel story, Bartimaeus, must
have experienced something similar.
He too must have had an experience of
"WOW!"
How could he not? He
had been given the gift of new sight, and an appropriate response to
such an astounding gift is,
"WOW!"
But we must remember, this is not merely a story about one man
who received sight. As I
have mentioned numerous times before, the gospels are products and
testimonies of a faith community, in this case Mark's faith
community. Mark wrote his
gospel some 30 years after Jesus, and Mark included this story in his
gospel because the story reveals what Jesus had come to mean for them.
Bartimaeus symbolically represents and reflects their
Mark 's communities' experience of the living presence of Jesus.
In Jesus, they as a community had experienced
new sight -- new vision - new
perspective - and it was a
"WOW Experience," and even after 30 years, the
"WOW" had not worn off!
It is my conviction that following Jesus is a
"WOW Experience."
Following the Jesus of Mark's gospel is a totally
"WOW Experience."
Notice the last verse of the story.
"Jesus said to (Bartimaeus),
'Go, your faith
has made you well.'
Immediately he regained his sight and
followed him on the way."
Faith
is utterly central to the Christian life.
We talk about faith all of the time. But what is faith?
How would you define and describe faith?
In the history of Christianity the essence of faith has been
defined in many ways - certainly more than one way - actually in at
least four ways.
Since the Protestant Reformation especially, that is commemorated this
day in the liturgical calendar, faith has been largely defined as
belief in correct
doctrines and creeds; belief
in the "right things." This
is sometimes called a
propositional understanding of faith and this understanding of
faith gained a great deal of traction in the Reformation carrying to the
present. Since the
Reformation a plethora, almost an uncountable number, of denominations
and Christian expressions have exploded onto the scene, each
defining itself to a
great extent by what they believe; by specific beliefs.
One brand of Lutherans believe "a," another brand believe "b,"
Presbyterians believe "c," Baptists believe "d," Roman Catholics believe
"e," Methodists believe "f," Episcopalians believe "g," and on it goes
with as many differing beliefs as letters in the alphabet and many more,
way beyond x, y and z. To a
great extent Christianity has become a matter of belief in the "right
things" as opposed to having "wrong beliefs."
And of course, it is often
accompanied by an ongoing, sometimes heated and contentious debate as to
what constitutes right and wrong belief - even to the point of, in some
circles, declaring that salvation is reserved only for those who
have "correct beliefs" -
and of course it is their specific set of "correct beliefs."
But as I look deeply and live deeply into the gospels, and
especially as we have journeyed through Mark's gospel this year, I see
and experience faith described and portrayed in a radically
different way. For
Mark's community faith was not belief in propositions and
doctrines, but faith was something radically
different and much more
dynamic and electric and alive and life transforming.
For Mark's community faith was
trust and
commitment and the
"WOW Experience" of
living
into a new vision of reality; an alternative view of reality
that does not accept the status quo as normalcy.
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It was a "WOW Experience"
when Jesus invited Simon and Andrew, James and John to lay down their
nets, and their livelihood and their security blankets and follow him,
asking them for their trust
and their commitment. "WOW!"
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"WOW Experiences"
abound in Mark's gospel: when Jesus reached across religiously
legitimated boundaries that were reinforced by a harsh and legalistic
application of Mosaic Law: by touching lepers, and affirming Gentiles,
and lifting up the least and last of culture, and practicing inclusive
table fellowship that included the rejected and despised, and
intentionally breaking sacred Sabbath laws, and inviting his disciples
into a new vision of reality
that was the opposite of the way life was structured and conducted as
accepted as normal - it was one "WOW
Experience" after another.
"WOW!"
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It was a "WOW Experience"
when Jesus completely redefined who was worthy to be a disciple
as he held up two marginalized women as role models of
trust and commitment: the
woman with the hemorrhage of twelve years and the Syrophoenician woman
with the possessed daughter as models of discipleship shocking
his own disciples and others who could only respond with an astounding
"WOW!"
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Mark's community was saying
"WOW" when he included the story of the feeding of thousands, when
everyone was fed sufficiently - no one was left hungry - and abundance
was left over.
"WOW!"
Imagine intentionally striving to create community life based on
such a vision of distributive justice.
"WOW!"
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And of course, it was almost beyond
"WOW" when Jesus issued the
ultimate challenge of trust,
commitment and vision that to follow him means
"taking up a cross" and
following - following him down a path of sacrificial and self-emptying
love right into the teeth of a culture absorbed with
self-aggrandizement, status, security and power.
"WOW!"
Our gospel story says that Bartimaeus
"regained his sight and followed
Jesus on the way."
That's also a description of Mark's community.
They lived with a new set of eyes, the eyes of Jesus, that
enabled them to see and live
into a new vision of reality -
see new possibilities
for humanity and community that breached all the existing parochial,
confining and marginalizing boundaries of their religion and culture
that had been accepted as normalcy.
Mark's faith community hadn't reached a point yet where they had imprisoned God and Jesus
inside the confining boxes of doctrines,
creeds and correct beliefs that almost
always jettison and amputate the
"WOW" out of the faith experience.
I pray that we like Bartimaeus, like Mark's community, will regain our
sight and never, never, ever lose the sense
and experience of "WOW"
as
we follow Jesus on the way.
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