6th Sunday OT
Fr. Philip N. Powell, OP
Our Lady of the Rosary, NOLA
Fr. Philip N. Powell, OP
Our Lady of the Rosary, NOLA
What sort of witness is the Lord teaching us to be?
Jesus
is spending a great deal of time healing the sick, preaching to the
crowds, teaching his favored disciples, driving out demons. And he is
spending a great deal of time telling people to be quiet about who he
is and what he's doing. Remarkably so, among the first to bear
witness to Jesus’ divine Sonship are the demons, the unclean
spirits who bellow out his identity: “We know who you are: the Holy
One of God!” Jesus silences them with a word. The men and women who
Jesus makes new with his healing touch also bear witness to who he
is. And he sternly orders them to silence as well. For all the good
it does! What sort of witnesses does the Lord want us to be?
Jesus
seems to want to show us who he really is and at the same time he
seems restrained by a need for secrecy, for silence. Let me suggest
that the reason for this terrible tension is prophetic, that is, the
tension is there so that it might be played out in our witness NOW,
played out in the charge we have been given to be the prophetic
bearers of the Word, voices for the Good News in the world.
Think
about it: if Jesus had come to us like a Lord of the Rings Wizard,
throwing fireballs, casting spells, riding giant eagles to fight the
demons, we would have had a fantastic show, a brilliant demonstration
of raw, unearthly power. But don’t you think that this sort of
theater would have to be repeated again and again? Repeated to the
point that it became nothing but a show? What
Jesus is trying to teach us—the Good News of our salvation—would
be so easily overshadowed by the spectacular special effects of the
show. What would we see? The Christ dying for our eternal life? Or
some sort of weird version of David Copperfield, dying horribly on
the cross, and then snapping back to life and inviting us back to see
the ten o’clock show?
Or,
if he had come to us as a staid philosophy professor. With tweed
jacket, pipe, bad graying comb-over, Jesus gathers a crowd of
over-educated, middle-class egghead wanna-bes and spends one
afternoon a week expounding on the Christological taxonomies of the
Hebrew prophetic witness and deconstructing the meta-narrative
prejudices of a bourgeois modernist cultural hegemony that insists
taxonomies adequately sign “reality.” But don’t you think that
this sort of theater would have to be repeated again and again? What
Jesus is trying to teach—the Good News of our salvation—would be
so easily smothered by pretentious academic jargon, and the
always-present temptation in intellectual circles to make it all just
about symbol or just
about history or just
about myth. Who
Jesus is for us gets lost. . .
(We
turn to you, Lord, in time of trouble, and you fill us with the joy
of salvation.)
Jesus’
public ministry in Mark’s gospel looks confused because Jesus
doesn’t want us to see him as a magician, a wizard out to build a
fan base. He doesn’t want us to see him as a philosopher in the
classical Greek tradition, a man of High Reason, logic, and
impeccable pagan virtue. Jesus wants us to see him.
Him, as he is. Fully God, fully man. Capable of claiming his Father’s
power to re-create the perfection of human health, to make right the
wrong of sin, to bring back from the edge of total, soulless darkness
the soul that reaches out, that needs saving. Jesus wants us to see
him as he is: as a man
with limits—a need for rest, food, companionship, love, solitude
AND wants us to see him as God—He Who rests in our hearts as the
sacrifice that fulfills the covenant; the One Who feeds us the food
and drink of heaven; the One Who is with us always as friend and
Father; Who loves us without limit, without prejudice, loves us to
repentance; and the One Who is here even in our solitude, the One Who
fills our longing and loneliness with immaculate mercy, perfectly
refined joy.
(I
turn to you, Lord, in time of trouble, and you fill me with the joy
of salvation.)
Jesus Christ is a man we can bear witness for. Jesus Christ is God whose Word we can bear, whose promises we can shout about. We can be witnesses who tell stories of healing, stories of radical mercy and forgiveness, stories of unexpected grace and enlightenment. You can see and hear the gospel. You can train your mind to think with the Church, your heart to beat with the saints, and your voice to proclaim the always re-creating Word of God.
For example, Paul asks the Corinthians to imitate him as he imitates Christ. We cannot all live in the circus, being showman for Jesus. Nor can we all live in the university, being bookish geeks for the Lord. But we can know and love and talk about the Jesus of this gospel. The God-Man who touches diseases and heals, who touches a disposable outcast and makes him family again. The God-man who seeks out a little solitude to recharge, to recover from the hard work of being a preacher of the Good News to the shepherdless crowds.
You can be a witness for Christ by imitating Christ: speak a word of healing, of peace, of charity wherever you find yourself. Shine out your joy! Tell the truth about our redemption in Christ: he died for us so that when we confess our sins, repent of them and do penance, we are able to receive God’s forgiveness as freed men and women, and then put that forgiveness to use as healthy food for our growth in holiness. You can be a witness for Christ by doing everything you do for the greater glory of God, by not seeking first your own benefit but the benefit of others, and always, always telling the truth of the faith.
Jesus
seems restrained by a need for secrecy and silence. Are we restrained
in our witness as well by secrecy and the need for silence? Do we
contain our witness as a private matter, a personal religious thing
that we practice all alone? Maybe there is a spirit of shame or
embarrassment gagging your witness? Or maybe a spirit of intellectual
pride or fear of ridicule? Maybe you have been bitten by the
All-Religions-Are-Basically-the-Same-So-It-Really-Doesn't-Matter-What-I-Believe
bug and think that witnessing to Christ is somehow intolerant of
religious diversity or unnecessarily provocative. Perhaps your
witness has been silenced by the anger and bitterness of dissenters
within the Church, or militant secularists outside the Church.
Regardless—literally, without regard to any these — you approach
this altar tonight to take into your body the Body and Blood of
Christ, the One Who died for you, the One who reached out over the
void, across creation as the divine breath of life and touched you;
touches you now and heals you.
Go.
Show yourself to the World, to the Church, and offer as your witness
the cleansing that Jesus Christ has accomplished in you. Spread it
abroad. Keep coming back and keep going out.
(We
turn to you, Lord, in time of trouble, and you fill us with the joy
of salvation.)
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