Pentecost 9B
July 22, 2018
Mark 6:30-34, 53-56
INTRODUCTION
Always on
the 4th Sunday of the Easter season, we have what is called, “Good
Shepherd Sunday.” We read the 23rd Psalm, and other texts about how
Jesus is a good shepherd. Well today is sometimes jokingly called “Bad Shepherd
Sunday.” In Jeremiah, we hear about the string of bad kings (aka bad shepherds)
who have scattered the flock of Israel, and caused them to go into exile. He
prophesizes about a future king, who will not scatter the flock, but will bring
them in. In Psalm 23, we remember that God is and always has been our own true
shepherd. And then in Mark’s story, Jesus looks at the people in need and sees
in them a people who are suffering, who are like sheep without a shepherd, who
need someone to care for them. And, of course, he steps in to be that shepherd,
not only for the scores of people who follow him around begging for healing,
but also for the disciples, who have already begun to take some of the ministry
mantel.
As we listen
to these shepherd texts, it would do us well to think about what makes a good
shepherd, as compared to a bad one. Jeremiah lays it out well for us, in the
chapter immediately preceding the one we are about to hear from: a good
shepherd (or king) rules with justice and righteousness, which seen and
expressed in the treatment of the alien, the orphan and the widow. A bad
shepherd is one who seeks his own fortune, and who expands his wealth on the
backs of the poor, and such rulers will be held accountable. In the previous
chapter, Jeremiah calls out the rulers of the day for breaking of God’s
covenant, and assures them that God will lift up a true shepherd. Psalm 23
begins to tell us what that true shepherd will look like, and of course the
passage from Mark shows us how Jesus fills that role for us.
As you
listen, notice what makes a good shepherd, and recall when God has been that
shepherd for you in those times of life when you needed what the good shepherd has to offer.
[READ]
Grace to you and
peace from God our Father and our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.
Seven years
ago, almost exactly, I sat before the joint council of these congregations as a
part of the call process. This was the council’s opportunity to ask me
questions to discern if I would be a good fit here. I don’t remember every
question that was asked, but there are a few I do remember. One of them was,
“Describe your prayer life.” What a wonderful question to ask your potential
pastor! I loved that I was asked this… and I also hated it, because my prayer
life is something I have always struggled with. I don’t mean that I don’t pray
– I most certainly do pray! What I mean is that, especially as an extrovert, I
find it terribly difficult to sit down, be quiet, and just be with God. My mind
wanders, I keep thinking about my to-do list, I get distracted… and that’s just
what happens when I actually find the time to sit down and be still! Sometimes
the hardest part of all is committing to take that time in the first place, to
set aside all distractions, and to not only talk to God, but also to listen to
what God has to say to us. All the best intentions quickly get brushed aside by
needy children, or wanting to actually spend time with my husband, or getting
chores done, or getting a few more blessed minutes of sleep.
And then
along comes Jesus. Along comes Jesus, saying, “Come away to a deserted place
all by yourself and rest a while.” There are times in my life when I hear this
as good news, as a gift, as an assurance that it is okay, Johanna, to take a
break! I think we all need to receive that gift sometimes, right? We are so
prone to work ourselves to the bone, to over-commit, to keep busy every second
of the day, either by necessity, or because we enjoy everything we are doing
and don’t want to miss out. And when I can hear this as a gift, it is, truly, a
gift.
But there
are other times when the possibility of being in a deserted place all by myself
to rest a while is anything but gift. In fact, for this extrovert, it can be
torturous. Because normally, I am a willing participant in the rat race of
life, running around doing this and that, making sure my kids are signed up for
any number of enriching activities, wanting to serve in this or that volunteer
capacity, not to mention being a full time pastor, full time wife, and full
time parent of two full time toddlers! Those are all good things, that bring me
much life and fulfillment!
But here’s
the flip side: as long as I’m keeping very busy, I don’t ever have a moment
alone with my thoughts… and those moments alone can be challenging. You know the
moments – the ones when all of the contrary voices start to creep in, telling
you all your worst fears, dragging you down. Or, the ones that make you
realize, finally, that something you have gotten used to doing is not, in fact,
what is in your best interest, but you are too afraid to change it. When we’re
in a deserted place all by ourselves, talking to God, that’s when we start to
recognize the work we have to do on our own hearts – that we know we have to
do, but we also know is going to be so hard and maybe even painful, and it is
easier to just keep moving and ignore it, than it is to finally face it.
Oh, friends, those deserted places…
they can be tough spots. They were for Jesus, too. Do you remember another time
in Mark that he talks about a deserted place? Back at the beginning, after
Jesus was baptized, he was driven out by the Spirit into the wilderness, into a
deserted place, and there he was tempted by the devil himself. Deserted places
are not always a respite. As necessary as they are, sometimes they are
precisely the place from which we want to escape.
So this week, I actually find more
comfort in this other thing Jesus does: “[Jesus] had compassion on them,” Mark
says, “because they were like sheep without a shepherd; and he taught them many
things.”
I love that
word, compassion. Oh man, what the world needs now is more compassion, right?
Everywhere we look we see self-absorbed, self-serving behavior that disregards
or actively harms the other. The world is full of bad shepherds! Yet our God is
a compassionate God… who calls us to be the same.
So then, what is compassion, and how
is it enacted? Look at what that word actually means. Com-passion means, “to
suffer with.” It’s beyond caring for someone; it is a willingness to suffer
with another, to hear and to know their plight – sort of how our compassionate
God became one of us to know our pains and sorrows. And so if Jesus sees one in
need – and I’m going to count myself as one in need, as well as all of you,
because Lord knows we all have a need! – if Jesus sees us in need and has
compassion, he must also see whatever it is we are suffering from. He sees the
suffering, and walks alongside us in it. He suffers-with us. That is the work
of a very good shepherd. And so, we also know, that we can look for him there: in
our suffering, walking alongside us. That is where we can find Jesus.
Here I am
brought back once again to that deserted place. Maybe there’s a reason Jesus
mentions that part first: because it is those deserted places, away from the
rush of the world, that force us, finally, to face some hard truths and
acknowledge where we are broken, where we need healing, where we are, indeed,
suffering. This is so important because, I don’t know about you, but I’m
sometimes not exactly sure what I’m suffering from. I mean, I know I’m
suffering, but I misidentify it. I think it is one thing, but really, it is
really something else entirely. Or, I think it is a person causing my
suffering, when really their actions are just bringing something up in me,
which is really what is driving me crazy. And part of me doesn’t even want to
know what the real suffering is, because if I name it, that means I also have
to face it and claim it… and sometimes, I really don’t want to.
And yet it
is here, in these very dark valleys, these places where we are suffering, that
Jesus walks with us, suffers-with us, has compassion for us. When we can face
our suffering, our brokenness, the places where we most need healing, we can
also turn to see the very face of Christ right there along with us, being the
good shepherd.
I love that
after Mark identifies the broken people as “like sheep without a shepherd,” he
says that Jesus had compassion on them… and then taught them many things. They
had much to learn! I, too, have a lot to learn, friends. I have a lot to learn
about prayer, about myself and the struggles of my heart, and about the needs
of my neighbor. I have a lot to learn about how to make space in my life to
learn those things – by going to a deserted place with Jesus, or for an
extrovert like me, perhaps by talking to a trusted and faithful friend. I have
a lot to learn about trusting that God will always, every time, take all that
is broken in me, in us, and turn it into new life – maybe in a way I didn’t
expect, maybe in exactly in the way I had hoped, but whatever way, exactly the
right way.
I have a lot
to learn, and I know you do, too. Let us then follow our good shepherd to a
deserted place, to breathe in the Spirit, and rest in the knowledge of
God-with-us, and the promise of new life.
Let us pray…
Good Shepherd, we are like sheep without
a shepherd, and we crave your presence, your guidance, and your wisdom. Lead us
along right paths for your name’s sake, help us to find a quiet, deserted
place, and assure us that you are there with us in our suffering, guiding us
toward new life. In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Amen.
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