Good weekend, all,

Here's my sermon for tomorrow.

Pr Bell

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+In Nomine Iesu+


Palm Sunday
St Matthew 21:1-9
17 April 2011


   It is one thing for a baby to be seen as humble, or
gentle, or non-threatening.  It is quite another matter for
a grown man in the prime of life to be seen in the same way.
 Even if Jesus were not God, His lying there in a manger on
Christmas morning could not be anything but cute and
compelling.  Babies are no threat.
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   But when someone comes along who has held the laws of
nature at bay – someone who has raised the dead, stilled
storms, and multiplied bread and fish many times over –
when someone like that comes along His meekness and humility
cannot be automatically assumed.  Will He be gentle?  Time
will tell.  And so we arrive at Jesus’ entry into
Jerusalem on what we call Palm Sunday.
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   The Messiah would be a Savior.  He would be merciful,
with healing in His wings.  So said the prophets of old.
But what does mercy look like?  How does mercy act?  What
attitude does mercy adopt?  Is mercy majestic?  Is it
powerful?  Does mercy compel our attention?  Or, does mercy
always just skirt the edges of life?  Is mercy just an
attitude, or is it an action as well?  Put it this way:
mercy always looks like Jesus.  Whenever you see Jesus, you
are seeing the incarnate mercy of the Father.  The actions
of Jesus are always merciful.  Riding into Jerusalem that
day was the physical embodiment of mercy, and kindness, and
tenderness – all in one person.  When Jesus comes, He
comes as God for us.  Jesus is the picture of God’s
attitude toward us sinful humans.  The picture – and the
reality.  And everyone who believes in Jesus as God’s
mercy for them will be saved.
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   But such a receiving of Jesus in His humility is not
enough for many.  There ought to be more, they contend.
Thus the temptation, always, to establish a “Rah, Rah For
Jesus Society.”  As if we, by our own piety and whatever
humbleness we could crank out, can somehow add to the luster
of what Jesus has done.  Maybe this all comes from a
misunderstanding of the cry of the crowds as Jesus entered
the city.  We read:  “And the multitudes that went before
Him, and that followed, cried, saying, ‘Hosanna to the son
of David:  Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the
Lord; Hosanna in the highest.”
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   To us the word “hosanna” sounds a lot like
“hurray.”  Understanding the word that way would mean
the people were crying out, “Hurray for Jesus,” or
“Rah, Rah for Jesus.”  But that isn’t the case at all.
 “Hosanna” is a Hebrew word that means “save now,”
or “save, (we) pray.”  Thus, “hosanna” isn’t an
acclamation – it is a petition.  The cry of the people of
Jerusalem on Palm Sunday was a prayer addressed to Jesus.  A
prayer imploring salvation.  A prayer for mercy, if you
will.
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   And how is it that Jesus can save?  The crowd tells us.
“Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord.”  In
other words, “Thanks be to him who comes in the name of
our Father in heaven.”  “Thanks be to him who comes as
the Father’s Anointed One.”  Jesus saves simply because
He is God.
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   Now, if Jesus is to be thanked for saving us, then there
must be something from which we need saving.  If there is
not – if we can take care of our own needs – then Jesus
went to the cross needlessly.  If there is nothing from
which we need to be saved, then God the Father is guilty of
the most hideous child abuse imaginable by giving His only
begotten Son over to die.
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   But, again, people misunderstand.  Our distress is not
that we need to be saved from poor choices – too much
sugar and not enough broccoli.  Or that we need to be saved
from a lack of popularity and low self-esteem.  No, our
problem is much deeper.  We need to be saved from the
corruption of sin.  We need to be saved from the sin that
corrupts so completely as to kill us right before our eyes.
It isn’t that we need to be helped so we can do better in
our “Christian walk.”  It is that we need to be rescued
from ourselves.  We need to be saved from what we have
brought upon ourselves.
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   If you lived in an area that was always cloudy and always
had snow on the ground, would that eventually seem normal to
you?  Of course it would.  Even though it was the total
opposite of normality, to you – having known nothing else
– it would look normal.  We live in that kind of aberrant
situation.  The world we have always known has been a world
deformed by sin.  To us, this fallen world seems normal.
And, as a result, so does death.  And disease.  And
accidents.  We may not like them, but we accept them.  We
assume that such things are supposed to happen.  That such
tragedies are simply part of life.  We have come to think of
sin’s consequences as normal.  We have accepted the
distortion of God’s creation as acceptable.  The lie of
Satan is accepted as truth.
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   Thus, when we see Jesus entering Jerusalem on Palm Sunday
our first inclination is to cry out, “Don’t go Jesus!
They’re just going to kill you!”  As if somehow Jesus’
not going would be good.  Ah, but think for a moment.
Jesus’ not going to Jerusalem would have been good for
one.  It would have been good for Satan.  It is interesting
that Jesus’ first statement about going to Jerusalem to
die on a cross brought a rebuke from Peter.  And what was
Jesus’ response?  “Get behind me, Satan.”  There is
but one plan in the eternal mind of the eternal trinity.
Jesus, the only-begotten Son of the Father will go to
Jerusalem and will be offered up as a sacrifice for the sins
of the world.  Offered up as the sacrifice for your sins.
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   Jesus’ triumphant entry into Jerusalem also shows up at
another time during the Church’s Year.  Today’s reading
from St Matthew appears on the First Sunday in Advent, too.
In a sense that placement seems more appropriate.  Advent is
a bit more festive than Lent.  The days leading up to
Jesus’ birth seem more upbeat.  We are, after all,
anticipating something new to happen at Christmas.  Even the
music on the radio and the decorations in the mall speak of
joyful expectations.
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   But when Ash Wednesday rolled round did you notice any
change in the music of the world?  What Lenten decorations
did you see?  Chocolate eggs and bunnies, maybe?  Cute,
perhaps, but they have nothing to do with reality.  You see,
a dead Jew hanging on a cross doesn’t bring in many
customers.  What we find in Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem
just doesn’t fit into the world’s thinking.  At least at
Christmas the world can make itself believe that the little
baby in the manger can have a good life – the forces of
poverty and evil will have been conquered by the time he
grows up.  Thank you UNICEF.  But when a grown Jesus appears
at the gates of Jerusalem astride a donkey everyone knows
what it means.  The world looks at this pitiful parade with
unease, with perplexity – even dumbfoundedness.  Salvific
death is on the march, and the world can never understand
what the Church finds to celebrate in such a dying.
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   As Jesus enters the Holy City, He is actually descending.
 Time and events have moved quickly since Christmas.  But
now things shift.  Christ’s passion is at hand.  Time
moves now as if in slow motion.  Every detail – every
event – is told in painful detail.  Nothing is too small
to escape the notice of the Gospel writers.  The servant’s
right ear.  The guards’ falling backward.  The reed in
Jesus’ right hand.  The charcoal fire.  Pilate’s wife
and her dream.  The detail is vivid if not excruciating.
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   We have joined the crowds this morning.  Soon we will
join our song to theirs.  With them we will sing:
“Hosanna, Hosanna . . .  Blessed is He that comes in the
name of the Lord.”  But our singing has nothing to do with
make-believe.  We sing to the baby born in Bethlehem.  We
sing to the One who comes to do His Father’s bidding.  The
One who will save by pouring out His blood.  Head, hands,
side, feet.  Behold, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin
of the world!  Behold the Lamb who takes away your sin!
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   Blessed, indeed, that His blood be upon us!  Blessed that
we are given to eat and drink of that Body – of that
Blood.  Sins forgiven!  Death defeated!  Hell conquered!
Now there is a triumph worth celebrating!

Amen

+Consummatum  est, in omne tempus+

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