The readings for today can be read here.
I wouldn’t know, but I bet there’s a strange and wonderful
sensation that a musician gets when he hears his own music playing on the radio
or that an author gets when she sees her own book on the shelf in the
bookstore. If you’re on the radio or on a shelf, you must have made it. You’re
legit. It’s not just your friends and family who say that you’ve got talent.
You’ve been recognized as someone worth noticing. That’s a little bit like what
it meant for some Greeks to find Philip and say, “We want to see Jesus!”
Jesus was a travelling preacher. He’d been wandering around
the countryside for a few years, offering a strange and inviting message to
anyone who would listen. His was a distinctly Jewish movement, and he spent
most of his time preaching about what it would take for his people to return to
their God. According to John’s gospel account, he had been to the big capital
city a few times and had joined the dozen or so other charismatic figures in
the temple courts who were trying to make a living by proclaiming a message for
the masses, but this time things seemed a little different. These Greeks—these gentile
converts to Judaism—had heard about Jesus and wanted to know more. Jesus’ fame
was spreading across ethnic and philosophical lines. More and more people were
attracted to his sermons. Philip went and got Andrew, and both of them, excited
at what this might mean, went to tell Jesus. And what did Jesus do? He went
away and hid from them.
It’s not that Jesus was afraid of the spotlight. He
disappeared because he knew that the only way he could really draw all people
to himself was by being lifted up from the ground and hoisted onto a cross. And
no one wants to follow a preacher who is leading his followers towards death.
Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it
remains just a single grain. Those who love their life lose it, and those who
hate their life in this world will keep it for eternity. Whoever serves me must
follow me and be with me wherever I am. Things are about to get ugly. But what should
I say, “Father, save me from this hour?” No, it is for this reason that I have
come to this hour. This is what it is all about. This is how God will glorify
me and glorify himself. I will be lifted up, and then I will draw all people to
myself.
There’s a prayer in the Prayer Book that begins, “Lord Jesus
Christ, you stretched out your arms of love on the hard wood of the cross that
everyone might come within the reach of your saving embrace…” Just when it
seems like Jesus is going to make it big as a powerful preacher with a potent
message, he runs away from his fans. Just when he is achieving real cross-over
in a whole new demographic, Jesus ducks out into the shadows. Why? Because he
knows that the world needs more than just a preacher with a good message. Because
he knows that the only way to really bring the whole world together is by
stretching out his arms on the hard wood of the cross. We follow not the one
who has huge crowds hanging on his every word. We follow the one who hung
shamefully on the cross so that we might be transformed by his death.
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