Matthew 22:34-46; Deut. 30:15-20
I
was driving through Amherst County last week and saw a billboard which in huge
letters proclaimed, “Choose Life – Deuteronomy 30:19”. Under the heading was the picture of an
unborn fetus. Nothing else needed to be said.
The
billboard reminded me of an incident many years ago. Everyone was home, we had
finished dinner and the kids were working on their school assignments. The door
bell rang. The late night visitor was a nineteen year old woman who was very
active in our church. Jennifer had entered college but never had her heart into
it. Now she stood at my door, weeping. Jennifer told me she was pregnant. Her father wanted to drive her to Midland for
an abortion. His intention was to keep everything quiet and not make a scene.
The mother was hysterical and had been ranting about how much this would
destroy the reputation of the family. Her younger sister was horrified that an
abortion was being considered.
I
sat on the couch and witnessed the pain of this young woman as she grappled
with a future she never imagined possible. I took her hand said something
stupid like “As your minister, how can I help you?”
Through
her tears she blurted out, “I don’t need God. What I really need is a friend.”
As
much as we try to simplify this thing called faith, our broad strokes
concerning the will of God often take us further and further away from that
which is relevant. Jesus understood the complexities of the human condition.
When confronted with questions for which there seemed to be only one right
answer, he always engaged his audience in a conversation that pressed beyond
the obvious. In this morning’s scripture
the Pharisees asked Jesus which commandment was the greatest. The Pharisees
always led with an easy question before following with a second designed to erode
the authority of Jesus.
Jesus
answered, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul and
mind.” Before the Pharisees could respond with a second question Jesus added,
“And you shall love your neighbor as yourself.”
In
the gospel of Luke the follow-up question was, “Who is my neighbor?” Jesus
responds with the story of the Good Samaritan, which turned out to be a lot
more information about existing social mores than they cared to hear. In our
reading this morning, Jesus took to the offensive by asking his own
unanswerable question. It was as if Jesus was saying, “Let’s not engage in
Bible drills unless you want to seriously grapple with the complexity of God’s
word.”
Choosing
Life is serious business. The concept of Life created and Life sustained is at
the very center of our understanding of God. This is closely followed by the
maintenance of life, a process not to be attempted in a vacuum. Being a neighbor,
or a friend, can hardly be reduced to simplistic or inflammatory statements
found on billboards or car bumpers. It is real life stuff, with real life
decisions resulting in real life consequences involving more than just our
isolated circle of acquaintances.
Serious dialogues must
go further than slogans and rhetoric. Biblically speaking, what exactly does it mean to Choose Life? Two sincere, devout
Christians can read the Bible, pray earnestly, yet come to opposite conclusions
Some, such as our well meaning friends in Amherst County, would insist this is
the answer to anyone who might be considering an abortion. But what would
happen if I were to engage with our Amherst friends in other pro-life
discussions such as the abolishment of capital punishment, or any discussion concerning
death of civilians in war, or euthanasia, or perhaps even the death of our
planet due to our thirst for industrialization or our desire to be independent
of foreign sources of energy? How open or consistent would any of us be in these
discussions? Can we be pro-life on one issue and favor death in another? How are
these discussions influenced by our faith? How are we informed by the Biblical
text? Might it be safer to keep God out issues which easily turn political? And
of course the white elephant in the room is misuse of the Bible in order to
support conclusions we have already reached. I suspect we have all been guilty
of that.
What did the author of
the book of Deuteronomy have in mind when he placed the words “Choose Life” on
the lips of Moses? Perhaps the best way to find out is to go back to the
text. Moses was preaching his last
sermon. The sermon was being offered to a people who are preparing to reenter
the Promised Land. Note I said re-enter. This text was first heard by exiles in
Babylon preparing to return to Jerusalem. The question which most concerned the
exiles was why Jerusalem was destroyed. Their rabbis accused their ancestors of
putting their self-desires and appetites
ahead of what was good for the community. In other words, they forgot the
commandments. This amnesia led to the death of a nation.
Critical questions concerning
priorities were put to a people preparing to leave Babylon. “Will you choose
life or death? Will you love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, and mind
and your neighbor as yourself? Will you give thanks to God in and outside of
worship? Will you acknowledge your desire to be self-serving? Will you exhibit
justice and fairness toward the weak and the poor? Will you honor your elders?
Will you respect your neighbors? Will you lead your people with energy,
intelligence, and imagination? Will you help the friendless and those in need? This
is God’s way. Will you choose God’s path?” (stop)
Each week I go to the
Charlottesville Prison and listen to a young man who has blown multiple chances
to live a productive life. How do I assess all the complications that led to
his bad choices? As a friend, what hope do I offer?
I go to the nursing
homes and hospitals and listen to folks in the last days of their lives. Each
person and each situation is radically dissimilar. I know each person
understands the concept of life differently. How can I begin to know what to
say when I conclude our visit with prayer?
Last week I had the
chance to sit with a professor of missions who shared his last two years living
with Palestinian just outside Jerusalem. He spoke of the daycare attended by
his three year old and how she fondly remembers her friends named Mohammed and
Joseph. One is Muslim, one is Christian, both are Israeli by law and
Palestinian by birth. Neither will grow up with the rights of their Jewish
neighbors. Where is the justice in that?
If I love God with my
heart, soul, and mind, who is my neighbor? The simple answers I desire quickly become
complicated in the light of Godly expectations. Then, just when I think I have
it all figured out, the door bell rings, and once again I find myself sitting
on the couch.
Am I responsible for my
friend’s choices? Or am I only responsible for my response to her choices?
Sometimes God’s word
provides us with a powerful answer to difficult question.
Sometimes God’s spirit
provokes us to examine even deeper questions.
Sometimes God’s
silence compels us to quietly sit on the couch and listen…….. just like we would
with any friend.
Amen.
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