Called to the Table
Sermon manuscript for Green Lake Church
May 16, 2015, International Sabbath
Imagine I have in my hand an avocado.
Your fingers can feel the hint through the skin of just-right
ripeness. You take a knife, slice it, then pull apart the halves. It
looks as beautiful as it felt. You smell it. Again, perfection. You
finish peeling it. You slice it onto a plate, then glance around the
kitchen. No one is watching. You pull a fork from the drawer, skewer
a slice and then . . .
Then you do something unthinkable. You
add an alien chemical to this organic perfection. The chemical itself
is a combination of a toxic gas and an explosive metal. NaCl. Salt.
You sprinkle salt across the slice on
your fork, then put it in your mouth. It is so yummy, you consider
eating the entire half before anyone else comes into the kitchen. It
is supreme gustatory bliss.
Curious, the way God made the world.
Salt and avocado. Baking soda and chocolate chips. Vinegar and
cucumbers. Lemon and sugar.
Perfection is the fruit of combination,
the union of stark disparities.
This beauty of combination shows up in
theology as well.
The Bible is the story of God's work
among the Jewish people. The story of creation leads directly to the
story of Abraham, the ancestor of the Jewish people. The story moves
to the establishment of the temple and priesthood among the Jews. We
read about the Jewish kings and the grand messages of the Jewish
prophets.
The Bible story reaches its grand
climax with the stories of Jesus, the Messiah. Jesus was born to a
Jewish mother in the quintessential Jewish town of Bethlehem.
Christians understand the significance of Jesus through the lenses of
the Jewish temple service and the Jewish monarchy and the Jewish
prophets.
Those of us who grew up hearing and
reading the Bible stories, are used to thinking of the Jews as the
good guys and their enemies as the bad guys. When Moses goes to Egypt
to deliver the people of Israel from slavery, we know that Moses is
the good guy and Pharoah, the king of Egypt is the bad guy. When
David goes out to fight Goliath, the Philistine giant, we
instinctively cheer for David. When Sennacharib, the king of Assyria,
invades Israel and an angel slaughters his army, we—or at least the
boys—cheer. Our side, “our team,” is —the Jewish people.
That's the natural effect of reading the Bible. The Jews are God's
people. Their enemies are the enemies of God.
Then you read more closely and you see
another truth. All of the people are God's people. The prophets
insist that God's ultimate dream is not the obliteration of the
enemies of God's people, but the transformation of all people into
the people of God.
Isaiah the prophet describes God's
vision of the end of time in these words:
18 In that day
five of Egypt's cities will follow the LORD of Heaven's Armies. They
will even begin to speak Hebrew, the language of Canaan. One of these
cities will be Heliopolis, the City of the Sun. ... 20 It will be a
sign and a witness that the LORD of Heaven's Armies is worshiped in
the land of Egypt. When the people cry to the LORD for help against
those who oppress them, he will send them a savior who will rescue
them. 21 The LORD will make himself known to the Egyptians. Yes, they
will know the LORD and will give their sacrifices and offerings to
him. They will make a vow to the LORD and will keep it. 22 The LORD
will strike Egypt, and then he will bring healing. For the Egyptians
will turn to the LORD, and he will listen to their pleas and heal
them. 23 In that day Egypt and Assyria will be connected by a
highway. The Egyptians and Assyrians will move freely between their
lands, and they will both worship God. 24 And Israel will be their
ally. The three will be together, and Israel will be a blessing to
them. 25 For the LORD of Heaven's Armies will say, "Blessed be
Egypt, my people. Blessed be Assyria, the land I have made. Blessed
be Israel, my special possession!" [Isa 19:18, 20-25 NLT]
Accessed through Blue Letter Bible.com.
God looks toward Egypt, toward the city
that is devoted to the worship of the Sun God, and declares that that
city of false worship will learn to worship the true Light of the
World. Those people, the nation famous for having enslaved the Jewish
people will find themselves at home in Jerusalem.
Then God looks north toward Assyria.
The Assyrians are the baddest of the bad boys in the Bible. They were
ruthless, ferocious. Enemies of Israel and even of Egypt. God looks
at Assyria and says, those people, too, will be my people.
And how does God describe Israel's role
is this fantastic vision of the end? Israel will become the host.
Israel will set the table at which all people from everywhere will
discover their shared privilege as children of the Most High God.
Here is a picture of our work. Let's
look to the north as far as we can see and invite them to come to the
table God has planted among us. Let's look as far to the south and to
the east and west. Let's welcome all to the table. Let's make peace.
Democrats and Republicans. Blacks and
Asians, Rednecks and intellectuals, devotees of Hillary and fans of
Ben Carson, people whose imaginations have been captured by ISIS and
people who imagine being born in the Saudi royal family entitles them
to power and privilege. Let's scout the world for the unlikeliest
guests and extend the welcome.
Come to the table. God invites you. We
invite you. Let's sit and feast together, then together seek to live
out God's vision of peace and justice.
Some of us may wonder about our own
place at the table. We are haunted by guilt or shame. We have done
wrong and doubt whether God would actually welcome us. The prophet
Isaiah insists that yes, you are welcome. God would be disappointed
to look around his table and not see your face.
Some of us may have been told by
significant other people—parents, boyfriends, church leaders,
teachers—that we don't belong, that we are not right, that there is
no place for us in a perfect world. God disagrees with that
rejection. God invites you to his table.
We enjoy the sweetest, richest
communion with God when we join God in welcoming one another. This is
our privilege. This is our glory.
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