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May the words of my mouth, and the meditations of
our hearts, be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, our strength and our
redeemer Amen.
There is a place to
the east of Pasadena, north of Palm Springs—a two hour’s drive from
here—called Joshua Tree National Park. It is dry, rocky, and mostly
desolate. Much of the land there looks almost like a moonscape.
A first glimpse of
Joshua Tree reveals precious little life: watermelon-sized, purple barrel
cactus at your feet, small jackrabbits scampering among the rocks, large
and pointy yucca plants and of course eerie Joshua trees. These are
strangely human-like trees with wild limbs, covered in course fronds,
almost like fur but more like armor. They were called Joshua trees because
they looked to early Mormon settlers like the biblical figure Joshua
holding his hands up, pointing them to the promised land.
The delicate system
of life in the desert is an unconventional beauty. The resources available
to sustain life are scarce, and the primary source that makes all the
life there possible is of course water.
Recently, we took some
friends from the east coast out to Joshua Tree, and one of the hikes
we took was a hike that led over two rocky ridges and down to a genuine
desert oasis. The oasis is called the 49 Palms Oasis because, apparently,
there were exactly 49 palms found there when the oasis was discovered.
The oasis was a source of life not only for plants and animals, but
for Native American communities which had inhabited the land for centuries.
When we hiked toward
the oasis, it was hot, and the vegetation was sparse. When we arrived
at the oasis, the first thing we noticed was how the temperature dropped
dramatically. We found pools of water springing out of the ground surrounded
by a grove of palms and other plants. It was like an explosion of life.
Experiencing the oasis underlined the vital importance of water.
Like with the 49 Palms
Oasis, like with a garden, like with a body, water provides the possibility
for life.
***
Paul writes in 1 Corinthians
about the various members of a body. There are many members, but one
body. All serve different purposes, but to the same end of furthering
the one body. There are hands, eyes, knees, toes, and so forth.
While an ear may be
no good at seeing, and an eye is no good at hearing, these members of
the body combine their gifts and purposes, and work together. All are
valuable, ultimately.
We can see this idea
playing out in communities on large and small scales. We need each other.
Here in a parish community like ours, some are gifted at welcoming newcomers,
others at teaching, others at leading community outreach and service.
Others may simply give to the community by bringing their presence.
Together, we are all called to ministry.
Paul speaks of us all
being different parts of one body. But he was not merely writing poetry
in this letter. This was a real letter written to a real community.
Paul was trying to help them through a problem that they were having.
Some members of the community had certain gifts, and others had different
gifts. Paul was trying to show them that all gifts were valuable. All
gifts went toward the greater whole, and the new Christian community
in Corinth should stop bickering about whose gifts were the most important.
And you may have noticed
that our passage ends at verse “31a.” When you see a letter at the end
of a verse, it usually means that the last sentence or verse is being
cut off, and if the last verse gets cut there is usually a reason.
Here is the final sentence
in its entirety:
But strive for the greater gifts. And
I will show you a still more excellent way.
Paul continues on:
If I speak in the tongues of mortals
and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging
cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries
and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains,
but do not have love, I am nothing.
Here is Paul’s ode
to love. And the way that this relates to the image of the body is that
love is the blood that flows through us all, uniting us and animating
us. Jesus’ love is his blood, which was poured out for us both literally
and spiritually.
While water gives the
gift of physical life, it is Christ, the living water, who gives us
our spiritual life.
And as Paul says: without
love, we are nothing.
***
Turning to the gospel,
we have a very interesting passage. Jesus has just overcome temptation
by the devil in the wilderness, and he travels into his hometown of
Nazareth.
We are told that it
is his custom to go to the synagogue on the Sabbath day. On this day,
he stood up to read, and was given the scroll from the prophet Isaiah.
He chooses from the
scroll to read this passage:
The Spirit of the Lord is upon me,
because he has anointed me
to bring good
news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim release to
the captives
and recovery
of sight to the blind,
to let the
oppressed go free,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.
Here he announces his
identity. He is the anointed one, the Christ. He is the one for whom
the people have waited.
His message is not
to the powerful, but to those who are in need. It is a message of hope
for the world.
And it is a message
of hope to all of us, that Jesus might bring sight to our blindness,
and freedom to those places in our lives in which we have become captive
or oppressed.
Likewise, we are called
not only to receive the gift that Christ offers, but to become part
of the flow of God’s grace.
If we feed the homeless,
but have no love, we are only performing a duty.
If we treat our neighbors
well, but have no love, we are left empty.
But if we have love,
good news will come to the poor, sight will come to the blind and release
to the captives. We are the body of Christ, and it will be through our
lives that the love of God will flow, and will be shared with the world.
Amen.