I
wonder what would happen if I stood in the Co-op car park and asked
passing shoppers “Who's Jesus?”
The
answers would surely be quite varied...from “dunno really”
through “a good man and a wise teacher” to, maybe, just maybe
“the Son of God”.
Who's
Jesus? It's an important question – perhaps THE most important
question...so important that Jesus asks it himself.
“Who
do you say I am?”
His
whole ministry is a story that points to his identity…and now Jesus
wants to see if his disciples have learned the central lesson he came
to teach
Who
do you say I am?”
Imagine
Jesus asking you….
“Who
do you say I am?”
What's your answer?
Messiah?
Son
of God?
Saviour?
Teacher?
Brother?
Friend?
Good
man?
Innocent
victim?
Colossal
embarrassment?
Blasphemer?
Threat?
Disturber
of my peace?
“Who
do you say I am?”
It's
not a question reserved for theologians, for priests, for the great
and the good, or those who like that kind of thing.
It's
a question aimed at each one of us, one on which pretty much
everything depends…for if we decide against Jesus, then there’s
not much point in hanging around waiting to see what will happen
next.
We
can, of course, answer with our lips…like dear Peter, quick to leap
in with his extraordinary insight You are the Messiah – but
then as quickly disappointed when Jesus turns out not to be the kind
of Messiah he expected .
That’s
something I can sympathise with. I have my own preconceived notions
of who Jesus is, based on childhood imaginings, on received wisdom,
and some serious Bible study…
Sometimes
I think I know…Often I get it very wrong.
I
think Jesus should be over HERE doing THIS, when he is apparently
over there doing something else, and I feel confused and at odds with
him.
That’s
when I’m specially grateful for Peter – so proudly and gloriously
wrong, but redeeming his blindness with the warmth of his love! Peter
can't be doing with all this talk of death & defeat...he wants a
triumphant Lord, who will turn the world upside down and put
everything right in an instant. In the end, of course, he won't be
disappointed – but for the moment it seems he's way off course.
I
suspect that I (and maybe you) would have felt very much the
same...specially when asked to answer that great question not just
with our lips but with our lives.
That's
really challenging – specially when you hear today's gospel in the
words of that modern paraphrase The Message
Listen...
Jesus
confronted Peter. "Peter, get out of my way! Satan, get lost!
You have no idea how God works! Calling the crowd to join the
disciples, he said, "Anyone who intends to come with me has to
let me lead. You're not in the driver's seat;I am. Don't run from
suffering, embrace it. Follow me and I'll show you how. Self Help is
no help at all. Self Sacrifice is the way, my way, to saving
yourself, your true self. What good would it do to get everything you
want and lose you, the real you? What could you ever trade your soul
for? If any of you are embarrassed over me and the way I'm leading
you when you get around your fickle and unfocused friends, know that
you'll be an ever greater embarrassment to the Son of Man when he
arrives in all the splendour of God, his Father, with an army of the
holy angels.
Don’t
run from suffering…embrace it.
You’re
not in the driver’s seat. I am.
Gulp!
That’s
not the sort of thing we want to hear, is it? We believe in
self help, in independence, in clear rewards for effort and in
prudent business practice…
In
fact, this invitation to embrace suffering is indeed deeply
embarrassing for us, - conditioned as we are to seek an easy path for
ourselves and for our families.
If
this is what it means to be a disciple of Christ, then maybe we're
not up for it after all.
We
would so much rather choose the easy way, the way of green pastures
and still waters. The hard way is, quite simply, too hard.
Why
go there?
We
want Jesus to lead us to life, but we want him to clear the way and
make it easy for us. We want to enjoy the glory, but skip the
slog.... But that's never been the way of it. Again and again, we
find Christ in the hard places..In the washing of feet and the
carrying of crosses.
Christianity
- not for the fainthearted!
So,
though we might make a reasonable stab at answering that crucial
question with our words, our actions too tell others just who Jesus
is for us.
"Who
do I say Jesus is when I cut in on someone in traffic?"
“Who
do I say that Jesus is, when I ignore the Big Issue seller on the
High Street?
When
I fail to stand against injustice, at home or abroad?
When
I put my own needs, or those of my family, ahead of the needs of my
neighbour?
When
I just can’t be bothered to go the extra mile?
When
(to touch base just briefly with our New Testament lesson) my words
are destructive and hurtful, not affirming and encouraging?
Who
do I say that Jesus is, then?
If
we are known as disciples, then our actions tell the world just who
we say Jesus is as loudly as any declaration of faith…and sometimes
they seem to be sadly at odds with our protestations here, Sunday by
Sunday.
Think
about that.
We
need to show the world who Jesus is for us...Lip service or
agnosticism just won't do.
“Who
do you say I am?”
He
stands there, waiting for an answer…
There’s
no time like the present…
We
are each called to respond, and there’s no way to hide.
It’s
such a deceptively simple question, really…but the answer must
shine through all that we do and all that we are...
-
for what will it profit us to gain the whole world and lose our life?
3 comments:
Beautifully and powerfully put. Thank you. This sermon will stay with me for a long time I think.
Graffiti allegedly seen in Surgeons College read:
Jesus said to them, ‘Who do you say that I am?’ They replied, ‘You are the eschatological manifestation of the ground of our being, in which kerygma we find the ultimate meaning of our interpersonal relationships!’ And Jesus replied, ‘Do what?’
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