Thought for the Week

 

8 June 2008 – Third Sunday after Trinity

 

Collect:

Almighty God,

You have broken the tyranny of sin

and have sent the Spirit of your Son into our hearts

whereby we call You Father:

give us grace to dedicate our freedom to your service,

that we and all creation may be brought

to the glorious liberty of the children of God

through Jesus Christ your Son our Lord,

Who is alive and reigns with You in the unity of the Holy Spirit,

one God now and for ever.  Amen.

 

Readings:

Hosea 5, 15 – 6,6

 

Psalm 50, 7 – 15

 

Romans 4, 13 – 25

 

Matthew 9, 9 – 13 & 18 - 26         

 

In their generosity, the compilers of the lectionary have really given us two Gospel passages today, and each of them would be enough for several sermons.  I am going to look at the second one, the story of a sick woman and a dead girl.

 

For many reasons, most scholars agree that Mark’s Gospel was written first, in about 6070AD, and that Matthew and Luke were written about twenty years later, between 80 and 85 AD, using Mark’s work as a basis for their own Gospels.  However, this passage goes against the grain.  Most later works are longer than earlier works, and contain more detail, but in this case, almost uniquely, Mark gives us more detail than Matthew.

 

Mark sets the scene we are on the shore of the sea of Galilee, on the opposite side from Gadara, where the pigs were.  Mark fills in more detail about the woman touching Jesus’ cloak, and he records the reaction of the disciples.  Mark tells us that the Synagogue Ruler’s name was Jairus, and that his daughter was about 12 years old, and that there were musicians there too, probably the band that accompanied the services in the Synagogue.

 

So twelve years ago, Jairus’s daughter was born, and it was at about the same time that the woman started to suffer from her haemorrhage.  Mrs Jairus would have gone to the synagogue to be brought back into the faith community after giving birth, at the same time that the other woman was being expelled from the Synagogue, by Jairus and the other members of the Synagogue council.  Now, twelve years later, their daughter is on the verge of womanhood, about to have her first period, while the woman expelled at the same time as she was born was still suffering from a period that had been going on for twelve years. 

 

To the ancients, the life of a creature was in its blood, and that was why sacrifice was so important.  Not only was the shedding of blood the way to get rid of sin, but also it was a re-enacting of the covenant.  At the Passover, the children of Israel had put the blood of the Passover lamb or goat on their doorposts, so that the Angel of Death would know to “pass over” their houses, and not kill their first-born.

 

Even before that, there is the strange story of the smoking firepot, symbolising the presence of God, passing between the two halves of the bull as Abraham forges his covenant with Jahweh (Genesis 15, 7 – 21).  It was common in the Ancient Near East for people, both as tribes and as individuals, to enter into a covenant relationship with their gods, and this was one way in which it was done.

 

Later, in the wilderness, at the foot of Mount Sinai, the Holy Mountain of God, Moses takes the blood of the young bulls that have been sacrificed, and sprinkles half of it on the Altar, the sign of God’s presence, and the other half, he sprinkles on the people of Israel, making them the people of the covenant. 

 

Holy stuff was blood, in Old Testament thought.  And the holy was dangerous, perhaps because all of us are sinners.  Originally, uncleanness had nothing to do with dirtiness, it had to do with holiness.  So it was that the woman with the haemorrhage was too unclean, too holy, to be a part of the community of Israel.  Anybody who has been blessed with the wonderful experience of having children will understand that there is more than a small element of holiness and mystery about the whole business.  Our bodies become in a very special way, the agents of God’s work, and through mothers and fathers, new people are born to love and serve God.  What could be holier than the bearing of children?

 

In our first reading today, Hosea reminds us that sacrifice in itself is nothing.  Even the shedding of the sacrificial blood is, in itself nothing.  What matters is the spirit in which we live out the fact of God’s Covenant with us, his chosen people.  God desires steadfast love not sacrifice, and the knowledge of God, not burnt offerings.  Yet, no matter how wrong we get it, and we get it very wrong indeed, God is as faithful as showers of rain, healing and giving life to the earth.

 

In Psalm 50, the Psalmist says the same thing.  Is God hungry for the flesh of bulls, or the blood of goats?   Of course not!  God wants a sacrifice of thanksgiving; call on Him and He will deliver us.  Note that the delivering comes before the honouring!  God does not even want you to honour Him before He will save you.  Perhaps He is pleased if we honour Him after He has delivered us, but the deliverance does not depend on the honouring at all.

 

Last week, we thought a little about Luther, and his re-discovery that our salvation cannot be earned.  Luther was re-discovering what Paul had taught, and what had been well known to both the Psalmist and to Hosea, that salvation, like everything else in all creation, is a gift of God.  Salvation is the result of faith, not any action that we might take, or not take.  The fact is that God needs nothing from us He is absolutely complete without us.  Nothing that any one of us does, or fails to do, makes God love us any more, or any less.  Each of us is God’s beloved child, and he wants to offer us his love without condition, and his healing without limit.

 

That is what happens in today’s Gospel story.  The woman with the haemorrhage lays her hand on the fringe of Jesus’s cloak, and she is healed.  Then Jesus lays his hand on the girl, and she too is healed.  What rejoicing there must have been in Jairus’s synagogue!  The Churchwarden’s daughter brought back to life, and the devout woman re-admitted to the family of God after twelve years of longing and hoping from outside!  

 

May each of us too know God’s unconditional love and healing in every little corner of our lives.  Amen.

Father Charles Howard: Anglican Chaplaincy of Midi-Pyrénées & Aude

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