October 15th,  Sermon by The Reverend Loree Reed

Matthew 22 – Hamas–Israeli War
In the Name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.   Amen.
Every week, as I read the texts of our Gospel passage, our Old Testament reading, our Psalm and our Epistle, preparing to write a sermon, I try to read them in the context of whatever is happening in our world.  But this week I wasn’t sure I could do it.  “There are no words,” I thought, “that will bridge the gaps between the evil attacks Hamas committed this week against the people of Israel . . . and a Christian Gospel story about a wedding feast . . .  with the Muslim people of Gaza caught in between.  Surely, God is still in charge,”  I thought, “but where is there even a shred of good news, a glimmer of light in the face of these dark attacks, these barbarous actions we’ve all been stunned by, disturbed by this week?”
That’s what’s been going through my mind these past few days — the incongruity between a service of praise and thanksgiving this morning here in our church and the war that’s still threatening in the Middle East.  When I tried to come up with words of hope for our world and our church this morning — in the context of a Eucharistic service of praise and thanksgiving — I wasn’t sure it was even possible.
But suddenly, I remembered something that Elie Wiesel, the Holocaust survivor, once wrote.  He said that when a wedding procession encounters a funeral procession in the street, the mourners must halt — to allow the wedding party to proceed.  “Surely you know what respect we show to our dead,”  Wiesel continued, “but a wedding – a symbol of life and renewal, a symbol of promise, too – must always take precedence.”
And with that encouragement in mind, I began to find those signs of life and hope that are actually embedded in our Gospel story this morning.
You see, this morning Matthew is not offering us an actual eyewitness account of a specific wedding reception.  He is offering his listeners a parable that will help them make sense of what they have just been through.  And what the early Christians of Matthew’s day had just been through is not unlike the dark events you and I have witnessed this week in the Middle East.  For in the days when Matthew wrote his Gospel, Jerusalem had just been leveled – not by terrorists and aerial bombs but by Roman soldiers.  And the people of Israel who lived there had all been displaced – driven from their homes and dispersed all over the Middle East – and beyond.  So, Matthew offers us all – the first century Christians and the 21st century Christians — this parable to help us make sense of what we have seen.
He is telling us that God the Father, represented by the King in the parablev, has invited us all to the wedding feast of his Son, Jesus Christ.  In fact, his invitation has been on offer for at least 3,000 years, as we all await the great wedding feast of the Lamb of God to his bride, the Church, at the end of time  Early on, the King sent his servants, the prophets, to invite Israel to the celebration  But Israel rejected those messengers  They scorned some of them, abused others and finally killed the last one.  But God the Father didn’t give up.  He then invited everyone – not just Israel but everyone – to the feast.
There was just one catch.  Everyone who accepted the invitation was expected to put on a proper wedding suit, a certain garment that the King himself would supply — by his grace.  It wasn’t enough, you see, to arrive at the feast, ready to eat the fine foods we fancied, ready to drink the wines we most enjoyed.  Everyone was to arrive properly attired in the robe the King himself promised to give us.
So, what is that robe?  How do we get it?  It isn’t just a cover–up.  Instead, it’s the evidence – the outer evidence — of a transformed life within, a life transformed by Christ himself.  That transformation begins for Christians when we are baptized, when we commit to being recreated in the very image of God.  When the process is complete it will show in the kindness of our eyes and the gentleness of our smiles.  But in the meantime, you and I play an important role in the weaving of our own wedding garments.
First, we have to understand that the weaving of each garment will take time.  But we contribute to it, we add to it every time we choose to begin our day in prayer, asking for God’s help in everything we have to do that day.  We help to complete another couple of stitches every time we say, “Thy will, not mine be done” — and mean it.  And we contribute even more whenever we say – along with Saint Francis – “Let me be an instrument of thy peace – that the world may see the love of God in me.” And finally, we contribute to our own wedding garment again every time we come here to this church – choosing to praise God choosing to thank him for all we have learned this week – even though we don’t entirely understand all we have seen, all we’ve been through.  For the Lord is honored by our praise, our trust, our faith.  The woven garment, you see, comes from within, from our hearts – a gift by grace to each one of us from the Father and the Son themselves.
And it’s hardly – exclusively — a Christian thing.  I was touched to my depths this week by an interview I saw on CNN of a Jewish father, a factory owner in Gaza, who had just learned that his teenage daughter had been found and identified among the dead at the site of the dance where the Hamas gunmen had first attacked — a dance that was meant to be a celebration of Peace and Love.  He and his family had received that devastating news less than an hour before – and had just begun to sit shiva for her, to mourn her death.  But when the interviewer asked him to comment on Hamas, he said,
“I don’t want to talk about that.  I want to talk about peace.  I want to talk about all the Palestinians we have employed over the years in our factory, treating them exactly as we have treated our Israeli employees.  For when all this is over, that is the world we are hoping for and working toward – a world where we can all live together in peace.”
That is the spirit we are celebrating here this morning.  That is the light of Christ already emerging, already breaking through the profound darkness that has threatened our world this week.  And that is why we can come together this morning to sing.  To God be the glory!
Amen.
 
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