When the people heard (Jesus say) this, they were filled with fury.
They rose up, drove him out of town and led him to the brow of the hill...
to hurl him down headlong.
Luke 4
Preaching can be hazardous to your health and this story should
make every preacher shake in his boots. I tremble every time I read it. I
learned a long time ago that, when you preach, the safest approach is to tell
people what they want to hear. You can, like Jesus, be run out of town on a
rail if you cross the line and tell people what they don’t want to hear. I learned a long time ago, as well, that people who tell you what you want to hear are not necessarily your friends and people who tell you what you don't want to hear are not necessarily your enemies.
What went wrong in the pulpit that day that turned the people of his hometown against Jesus? We learned in last week's gospel text that Jesus had gone back home to Nazareth
where he had been reared. On arriving at the local synagogue, he was asked to
do the reading and give the homily. The first part of the homily went well. In
fact, it says that “people spoke highly of him and were amazed at the gracious
words that came from his lips.”
As he continued to preach, all of a sudden things turned ugly.
What ticked the congregation off so quickly? Well, you have to remember that Jews in those days taught that God’s love was exclusive to Jews
alone. Gentiles, or non-Jews, were merely fuel for the fires of
hell. In his homily, Jesus challenged that long-held belief by citing two
examples from their own history. Jesus pointed out that in the days of the
great prophet, Elijah, there were many hungry Jewish widows during a great
famine, but God sent Elijah, not to them, but to a Gentile widow of
Zerephath. Jesus also pointed out that in the days of the great
prophet Elisha, there were many Jewish lepers, but God sent Elisha to cleanse
none of them, but only a Gentile leper from Syria. In today's text, Jesus is telling them
that God’s love is not restricted to Jews, but includes
everyone. This was heresy and they didn't want to hear any more of it, so
they dragged him out of the pulpit, to a cliff outside town, intending to throw
him over. He escaped by the skin of his teeth and "got the hell out of Dodge" so to speak.
I have been there and done that! When I was first ordained, I was regularly pointed out, in
print and on the radio, as an example of the “unsaved” by fundamentalist
preachers in southern Kentucky during my ten year stint down there. Here is Louisville, I was
attacked on multiple fronts in an awful “white paper” that circulated through our
city by an anonymous group of fundamentalist Catholics when I was pastor of the Cathedral. As a result, I even had a knife pulled on me in the Cathedral over a homily during those years
for reaching out to the divorced, gays and lesbians, minorities and fallen-away
Catholics. The mistake I made, at least in their books, was to get up in the
pulpit and tell them that God loved them too. One man walked up and down the side walk at the Cathedral with a big sign that said “Welcome to the Church of Satan.” They wanted these people excluded, condemned, shunned and
banished from any hint of God’s love.
I have been open to, and lucky enough to experience, a variety of
religions in the last 52 years. During the summer, while I was still in the seminary and right before I was ordained a Deacon, I worked for the United Church of Christ as a Campground Minister in Crater Lake National Park in Oregon. After ordination, I graduated from a Presbyterian Seminary in Chicago with Doctor of Ministry degree in Parish Revitalization. I have helped start two interfaith
organizations, one at Somerset Community College and one at our Cathedral here in Louisville. I was friends with several Protestant ministers when I was a “home missionary” down in the Bible Belt. A few of those religions liked to talk about exclusion. They liked to talk about who’s
in and who’s in God’s eyes, who will be saved and who will be damned, who is
deserving of God’s love and who is not. Others of those religions talked about
inclusion. They liked to talk about other religions with respect, embracement,
incorporation, admission and assimilation.
What is it about people who have a such a burning desire to dig
holes for other people? This need to exclude others must be a cheap way of feeling
superior and special, as if there was a shortage of love when it comes to God.
This is not the view of Jesus. Jesus teaches us in the parables that God’s
loves is universal and inclusive. The parables of the Prodigal Son, the
Vineyard Workers, the Wedding Feast and the Lost Sheep have always given me
personal encouragement and a clear vision for ministry. In the parable of the
Prodigal Son, the Father loves both his sons: the one who left home and got
down with the pigs, as well as the one who stayed home and did all the right
things. In the parable of the Vineyard Workers all got a full days pay, not
matter how much or how little they worked. In the parable of the Wedding Feast,
the good and bad alike are invited to the feast. In the parable of the Lost
Sheep, the shepherd leaves the ninety-nine good sheep and goes off looking for
the one who got lost. Inspired by that message, every week for 15 years, I wrote a column in The Record called An Encouraging Word where I looked for goodness to affirm, rather than sins to condemn. After I retired from my column in The Record, I have continued An Encouraging Word in my blog at www.FatherKnott.com
Friends, at our baptisms, we were commissioned “ambassadors of Christ,”
committed to carry his message of universal love to a world where people are
constantly being put down, discriminated against and even hated in the name of
God for looking different, believing differently and behaving differently. As
baptized people who are loved, gifted and connected, we are especially included in
the boundless love of God. As baptized people, we are called, not only to
believe it, but to teach it by the way we live and treat others.
I am not just a “catholic” by birth. I am a “catholic” by choice.
“Catholic” means “universal” and “inclusive.” For that reason, I am “catholic”
and proud of it. As a “catholic,” I do not hope to be among the “few in number
who will be saved,” as one of the critics of Jesus put it! I pray that we all make it: Catholics, Baptists,
Jews, Methodists, Moslems, agnostics, atheists and everything in between! In
one of the Eucharistic Prayers, at least in the old version, we prayed that “In
the new world where the fullness of your Peace will be revealed, gather people
of every race, language and way of life, to share in the one eternal banquet
with Jesus Christ our Lord.”
