Stephen Baldwin
NT: Mark 7.24-37
You're Not You When You're Exhausted
For some
reason this week, I’ve been thinking about statues. Like Michael Jordan’s statue in Chicago that
shows him in his famous jumpman pose. Or
Rocky’s statue in Philedelphia at the top of the Art Museum steps which shows
him in his victorious boxing pose. Or
John Henry’s statue here in southern WV which shows him with a hammer in his
hand, commemorating the time he outworked a machine. Statues always show people doing what they
did best.
Have you
ever wondered what your statue would look like?
Leah would be playing a harp.
Rodger’s statue would have to be motorized so it could rock as he played
the piano. And Kerry, my wife’s statue,
would show her sleeping. That is,
according to her, what she does best. We
once took a trip to China together in college, and when we returned she asked
me to show her my pictures.
“Here
you are asleep on the train to Nanjing.
Here you are asleep on the plane to Tibet. Here you are asleep on the yak riding over
the Himilayas. Here you are asleep on
the Buddha’s belly in the monastery.” I
thought she would be mad at me for taking all those pictures, but when I turned
around for her reaction…she was asleep!
The
statue I’ve thought of most this week is Jesus on a mountaintop overlooking Rio
de Janerio, Brazil. His arms are
outstretched, as if he’s welcoming the whole world into his arms. That shows him at his best. Practicing radical inclusion. Welcoming any and everyone into his
family.
That
made me think about the way Jesus is often memorialized. Whether it’s statues or paintings or stained
glass, Jesus is always helping others--healing the sick, feeding the 5,000,
baptizing the masses. When we think of
Jesus, we usually think of him helping others.
That’s
why today’s story is so odd. A woman
comes to him for help, and he rejects her…sarcastically, nonetheless. That’s not the Jesus we know. So what’s going on in here?
According to Mark, several important things
have recently happened in Jesus’ life.
His cousin and mentor, John the Baptist, was recently murdered brutally
by the government. He tried to take his
disciples out of town after that to get some rest and relaxation since they
were being following night and day by people asking for help, but they couldn’t
escape the crowds. Thousands found them,
and Jesus fed them all with five loaves and two fish. When they left there, a terrible storm arose
on the sea, prompting Jesus to walk on water in order to calm and save the
disciples in their boat.
My point
is that by Mark 7, Jesus is exhausted.
Exhausted by death and travel and healings and feedings. Exhausted.
Verse 24 says he went to the region of Tyre, which was a significant
distance from his home base. He walked
miles and miles to get there. It was a
port city where Jews would have gone for vacation but never would have
lived. Gentiles lived there, and Jews
only went there to get away. So this was
a place Jesus wouldn’t have been as well known.
A place he could maybe get some rest.
He ducks into a house, hoping to have a moment to himself, and the
Syrophoenician woman finds him. Even
though she’s a Gentile, she knows exactly who he is, and she wants his help with
her sick daughter.
We’ve heard this story before. Woman approaches Jesus. Has a sick relative. Asks for help. We know what’s supposed to happen next. He’s supposed to help her. That’s what he does. Except, he refuses to help the Syrophoenician
woman.
He says,
"Let the children be fed first, for it is not fair to take the children's
food and throw it to the dogs.”
Something may be lost in translation there…some saying with which we are
unfamiliar today…but it’s pretty clear what he means. He won’t help her. Why
not?
Because
when we’re exhausted, we do things we wouldn’t normally do and say things we
wouldn’t normally say. Jesus is
exhausted, and in that moment of weakness he says something he wouldn’t
normally say.
As soon
as the woman turns his sarcastic response on its head, though, he realizes his
mistake and helps her daughter. If
you’ve ever lost your cool in a moment of exhaustion or anxiety, you know it
only takes a small trigger to bring you back to reality.
And for
Jesus, reality is marked by radical inclusion. Like his statue overlooking
Brazil, Jesus’ open arms welcome all those who have ears to hear. His open arms beckon those whose eyes see
him. His open arms call to all of us,
promising peace and respite from a raging world that can leave us all feeling
like Jesus did when he took an impromptu beach trip to Tyre.
As Paul
writes in Galatians, “There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave
or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ
Jesus.” All of us…are one…in Christ
Jesus. Praise be to God. Amen.
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