24th
Sunday OT
Fr. Philip N. Powell, OP
Our Lady of the Rosary,
NOLA
A
few years back, I walked in the common room of the priory to hear a
very familiar, distinctly southern voice on the TV. Even before I
made it around the couch to see his face, I knew it was Brother Billy
Graham preaching. The logo in the corner of the screen told me that
this was a “Billy Graham Classic.” Br. Graham’s powder blue
polyester suit and full head of brown hair told me this classic was
from about 1976. I listened with the ears of a child and I heard the
familiar stories of the Bible, the familiar cadences of my Baptist
past, the comforting assurances of a personal meeting with Christ,
and I heard again and again the signature Protestant theology of
faith alone, the lone sinner coming to salvation in a moment of
decision, the instantaneous clarity of one’s relationship with God
accomplished in a flash of acceptance, just one second of openness to
the Father’s mercy and BAM! you’re done! At the all too familiar
altar call, I watched hundreds of people stream down the aisles of
the stadium to accept Jesus Christ into their hearts as their
personal Lord and Savior. And I thought to myself: “You people have
no idea what you’re getting yourselves into!”
Who
here wishes to lose his life? Who here wishes to deny herself, take
up their cross, and follow Jesus? Who here will refuse yourself what
you think you need, what you think you want, will reject all those
people, all the stuff and prestige that seems so essential, reject
all that in exchange for a life of sacrificial service? Who here will
heft the instrument of your greatest pain and eventual death, heft it
onto your shoulders and carry it to the garbage dump of your unjust
execution? Who will follow Jesus?
Be
careful. Be very careful. Denying yourself what you want and need,
inviting suffering and death into your life, and walking on the path
of Christ-like passion and righteousness is dangerous. It’s more
than dangerous; it’s explosive, it’s a volatile risk, a decision
reached with grace in awe and lived with ears wide open and a voice
graciously freed. This is no stunt. No walk along the trimmed paths
of a safely tailored wood. This is soul-shattering serious business,
commitment to the brim of your deepest well, filled up and
overflowing with just two words: “The Christ.” Who do you say
that Jesus is? The Christ. The Anointed One of the Father. Messiah.
Emmanuel. God With Us. Be careful. Be very careful. Risk nothing on a
vain word, a futile gesture. Risk nothing on a pretense. Risk nothing
on a drama, a skit, a made-for-TV moment of tears. We’re not
playing at Church here! But please, risk everything, all things, on a
steadfast truth, a faithful word. Risk everything answering that
groaning longing, that bone-deep, itching desire. Rest your restless
heart where Peter has rested his. With confidence, he takes his
well-rewarded risk: “You are the Christ.”
Who
do you say that Jesus is? Prophet. Brilliant teacher. Rabbi. Essene
monk. Son of Joseph and Mary. Pacifist revolutionary. Radical social
reformer. Delusional cult leader. Figment of the imagination. God.
What possible difference does it make? Labels are peeled off as
easily as they are slapped on. One label, two labels, three. No
matter. Who he was then and who is now is largely irrelevant. Largely
inconsequential to who I was, to who I am. He can be a teacher of
ethics, a cultural pioneer, a non-violent demonstrator, an unwed
mother, a suicidal teenager, a laid off fifty-something year old, a
mad priest, a delicate child. He’s all things to all people. What
does it matter who I say he is? If you do not know who he is, cannot
or will not say who he is, how will you deny yourself for his sake?
Whose sake? Will you take up an empty cross? Who will you follow? You
must know who Jesus is and you must speak the name of Jesus so that
your works may be signs of your faith. To demonstrate your faith,
your works must be worked in the name of Jesus the Christ. Who do you
say that Jesus is?
And
perhaps more frightening than that question, is this one: when Jesus
the Christ looks back at those claiming to follow him, when he looks
over the crowd, all those yelling “Lord, lord!” who will he say
that you are? Will he see a half-hearted wannabe or a hero of the
Word? A mush-mouthed apostle or a proclaimer of the Good News? A
wallower in anger and despair or a rejoicer in love and mercy? A
slave to disobedience or a freed child of faith. Who will he say that
you are? Who do you say that you are?
What
do your works say about you? How do you demonstrate your faith? In
other words, to say that you have faith, to say that Jesus is the
Christ, and then fail, utterly fail to act as though you believe
this, to fail to demonstrate concretely your claim to faith, this
failure is death. And what a silly way to go. Do you think for a
moment that our loving Father would ask us to believe in his Son for
our redemption, to accept His invitation to live with Him forever,
and then turn around and make it impossible or even difficult for us
to do so? Everything necessary for our redemption and our growth
holiness is freely given, freely infused in us for our use, just
waiting for our cooperation. We are graced, gifted with all that we
need to name the Christ, to deny ourselves for his sake, to carry our
cross, and to walk in his ways. In other words, when he looks back at
us, those following in his way, bearing our crosses, we may ask him,
“Lord, who do you say that we are?” He can say, because his own
suffering, death, and resurrection has made it so, he can say, “You
are the Christs.”
If
I were a Baptist preacher, maybe Br. Billy Graham, I would cue the
choir to start “Just As I Am.” While they sang softly, I would
ask all those touched by the Lord this night to come forward, to
stand before the altar and ask Jesus into your life. I would urge you
to accept Christ into your heart and make him your personal Lord and
Savior. But since I am a Catholic priest and Dominican preacher, I
will instead invite you forward to take into your bodies the Body and
Blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, to eat his flesh and drink his blood.
To take into your life—your flesh and blood—everything that he is
for us. Teacher. Savior. Brother. Master. Son of Mary. Word Made
Flesh. Father and Holy Spirit. God. And then I will invite you to
leave this place with his blessing to grow in holiness by serving one
another, to proclaim the Good News with your tongue and with your
hands, to thrive wildly in the abundance of graces that the Lord
hands you, the talents He gives you to use for His greater glory.
If
you know what you’re getting yourself into, walk these aisles this
tonight, stand up and come forward to eat and drink, and know that
you stand and walk and eat and drink and serve because he is the
Christ, he is the Anointed One of God, and he says to us all and to
each: “You are the Christs. Follow me and do our Father’s will.”
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