Sometimes when
we don’t know what to do, when we’re face to face with mystery, or something
unknown, vast, greater than ourselves, we clean. When we’re expecting a baby, we nest, when the Titanic is going down, we rearrange the deck chairs, when that dissertation or thesis is looming, we refinish the basement.
Turning to
details, to tasks and duties gives us comfort.
Creating societies and structures, being effective and
logical, gives a kind of security and order to our worlds.
The whole book
of Acts is a hilarious back and forth between wild Holy Spirit encounters of
pulling people out of their security and comfort to things they’ve never done
before in ways they’ve never done them, things that might involve fire and
strange languages, prophecy, miracles, public speaking and touching strangers, and
then tidying up, figuring out logistics and details, creating order and
structure, assigning KP duty.
In fact, most
of Paul’s letters throughout the rest of the New Testament are people figuring
out the nitty-gritty of how to be church, with the piddly details of messy
human beings seeking order, and Paul continually calling them back to this
cosmic, big-picture mystery that has transformed the entire earth and claimed
them individually for a life that transcends death. And also, quit fighting at
dinner, you guys.
But I love
this story because of that. Before anything else starts to happen, they must replace
Judas to round out the 12 apostles. It only makes sense. Getting a 12th
Apostle nailed down feels like the pressing job at the moment. Very imperative.
So they pick
between these two people, Joseph, aka, Barsabbas, aka Justus, on the one hand,
and Matthias on the other. It’s down to these two because both of them have
been around from the beginning, and they want someone who can witness to the
resurrection with them.
Jesus didn’t tell them to replace Judas; they came up
with that one all on their own. Because what else should they do after they see
dead and risen Jesus float off into heaven right after telling them to wait for
some kind of “baptism of the Holy Spirit?”
There is a
move coming here, Pentecost is around the corner, when they will, as biblical
scholars like to say, go from being disciples
to being apostles. In other words,
they will are in the midst of shifting their identity from followers to sent ones.
But right now
they are in the in-between. The not yet.
The liminal space.
And oh, how God loves liminility! It’s the 9-month pregnancy
of the thing! It’s the Sabbath shift! This
pocket of space in-between is so important that God likes to use it a lot. The Israelites in the wilderness, Jesus in
the wilderness, for that matter, Abraham, Jacob, Joseph, Ruth, Esther, Moses’
stint as a shepherd, the Apostle Paul – knocked down, his sight
taken from him, at the mercy of those he came to kill while he waits to find
out what God will do next…
Liminal space
- on the threshold of change becomes a kind of waiting, like Advent or Lent, or
being engaged or in hospice, or unemployed, widowed, or released from prison,
adjusting to some new reality that is coming but you haven’t figured out what
it will mean or how to live in it yet -
these times
are God’s rich soil in us where something dies and something new is born, when most
of what you knew before gets taken away, and what is coming has not yet come,
when you are stuck in the awkward middle, trying to figure out how to stay still
and move at the same time.
In these times
we are redefined, life is redefined.
Tectonic plates are shifting, and we feel
suspended – what can we expect?
Or do, Or hope for?
How do we just be?
And now
imagine this - not since the garden, as in, the very beginning of it all, or since
Noah, perhaps, has there ever been a time in all the human living and
God-following throughout countless centuries, when the people did not have a
flesh and blood mouthpiece for the divine – someone right there in front of
them telling them what to do, what to believe, how to act. God had a representative, a priest or prophet
or judge or king. Rabbis and teachers interpreted scripture – talked to God on
the people’s behalf, and to the people on God’s behalf. They made sense of
things, told the people what it all meant.
And Jesus had
fit into this model for these disciples.
When God came and walked among them in the flesh, they followed him as
students to a rabbi, disciples of a beloved teacher.
But when the
teacher is killed everything crumbles.
And then it all crumbles again in an even
bigger and more impossible way when he doesn’t stay dead. Now they are disciples of a resurrected
God-with-us who has thrown the definitions of life and death up in the air; now
heaven and earth are kind of mixed up, and all bets are completely off. So they
have about 40 days of getting used to that, except now he’s leaving again. So,
now, they are followers of… what, exactly?
So they stand,
stunned and staring up into heaven after Jesus, and what are we supposed to do again?
So God gives
them a gentle nudge in the form of two figures in white.
“Hey, you, men
of Galilee? What do you think you’re looking at, standing there with your
mouths open? Go back where you came from and wait like he told you to…”
So they do.
Only now, there is no one between them and God.
No rabbi to follow, no teacher
to listen to, no mouthpiece or ambassador.
Nobody is telling them how this is
supposed to go, what they are supposed to do, or believe, or do.
They are on
their own, but also clearly not,
somehow.
They are witnesses,
they remind themselves: we are witnesses
now. This is the only thing they know so far – we are called to tell each other and whoever else will listen, about
what we’ve experienced. And beyond that, they’ve got no idea what else is
next.
So they tidy!
They organize. Fix a problem; mend a structure. We’ve got to fill the empty
session seat!
But since Jesus had picked the rest of them, how would they know
how to pick Judas’ replacement?
So they do it
in a really unique way.
They don’t
take resumes or ask the two to make campaign speeches. They don’t vote or argue
for their favorite candidate. There are
no Roberts Rules of Order here. They figured out a way to let God choose.
Here we see
the very first, baby steps into trusting God in a new way that comes to be
called Church, or Christianity: Jesus is
between us and God, breaking down that barrier and opening up that
relationship, drawing us right into connection to God. We can’t see Jesus, but he’s there, somehow bringing us right up close
to God. So we are going to try to listen to God. All by ourselves without
someone doing it for us; we are going to ask God to lead us.
So they choose
the 12th apostle by saying, Lord,
you know everyone’s hearts. You know who would be best for this. Show us who it
should be.
And then they
draw straws. They literally cut a piece of hay or break a stick shorter than
another, pray to God to guide them, and then draw straws.
The Lord will show us, they trust, and then they go with it.
Matthais it is, then!
Because of
this story, today there are some traditions that do this when they choose
leaders- for example, I’ve heard of a Mennonite practice of placing certificates
in a few hymnals, shuffling them, and then those who select the hymnals with
the the certificates in them are appointed to leadership. It isn’t meant to be a game of chance, a
random gamble; it is meant to take human error out of it and leave the decision up to God.
It’s a way of listening to God.
There are lots
of ways of listening to God – maybe as many as there are people in the world-
and as the church became the church, and spread throughout the world, more and
more ways of listening to God as Christians come to be practiced. But right here at the beginning, in this
in-between time, before the Holy Spirit has come and the preaching has started,
but after Jesus has died and risen and left them, these people took their job
as witnesses seriously. They sought,
even in the midst of a lot of unknown, they sought as faithfully as possible, to
follow this God who was calling them, Them!
Ordinary, regular old them! – to lead, to witness, to tell others what
they’ve experienced of Jesus, to speak for God to the people and to the people
for God.
And they sought, as faithfully as they could figure out how, to live in this new,
unknown, upside down reality they find themselves in, where God’s voice really
speaks, and God’s hand really acts, and life and death and limits and
boundaries do not hinder God’s plans, and you
- you!
- are part of this great big thing you are just barely starting to get your
mind around.
We believe we
are in a liminal state right now, like, humanity is, all of us, suspended in an already, but not yet. Christ has come,
Christ has died and risen; Christ will come again.
We wait for the day when the
promises of all things returned to God and life as it was meant to be – the
triumph of love and life over destruction and death – when that is fully
realized. We wait in this time when we
know it is coming, because Christ has broken the bonds of death, but we often
stand gazing up into heaven with our mouths open, not quite sure what we’re
supposed to do in the meantime.
The space
between. Where life leaks in from the future, and hope is hidden but real, when
the Kingdom of God has come and is here, but we miss it so much of the time
because it is not all in all yet.
And in this
in-between time, where we are not face to face with God, we still say God’s
hand really acts and God’s voice really speaks and our lives really are part of
God’s plans that cannot be stopped or hindered by life and death and limits and
boundaries. So how, then, do we
listen?
This summer we
are going to practice some ways of listening to God. In our worship we are going to gather and try
out different ways of praying, of listening to God, of connecting to God, ways
that someone thought up and tried out a long time ago and generations of
Jesus-followers have been doing ever since.
And we are also going to talk about how, in our own lives, we find ways
of listening to God that make sense for us – things that help us hear from God,
see Jesus in the world, share in ministry with others, draw us closer to God,
in the transcendent things and the practical, ordinary things.
Sometimes I
think we tell ourselves we should have this down, somehow; or that church or
faith should go a certain way and we are messing up if it doesn’t look that way
for us.
But remember,
these first witnesses began “in joy, still doubting and disbelieving.”
They let
themselves be in the awkwardness and the newness, in the bumbling and the
trying.
They told each other when they saw Jesus.
They sat in the discomfort of
waiting for God, embracing the liminal and all its mysterious promptings and
newness.
And they trusted God to lead – even in the very practical tasks and
details, even more than they trusted themselves.
We aren’t
supposed to do faith right or perfectly; Jesus already brings us right up close
to God. We are supposed to live right
where we are, in whatever in-betweens we may find ourselves, to seek God’s
direction and to listen, in whatever ways we might learn, or try out for the
first time, or fall back on again and again.
And in the
midst of both the great spiritual mysteries, the life-changing encounters that
draw us up and out of ourselves, and the everyday, organizing tasks, structures
and details that ground us, together we get to practice trusting God, however
that might look for us today, and tomorrow, this moment and the next.
And if in doubt about how, we’ll do like they
did, and try to get out of the way.
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