Sermon for June 28, 2020, Pentecost 4A
Video can be found at the YouTube channel of the Central Presbyterian Church, Fort Smith, AR.
Matthew 10:40-42
[Jesus said:] “Whoever welcomes you welcomes me, and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. Whoever welcomes a prophet in the name of a prophet will receive a prophet’s reward; and whoever welcomes a righteous person in the name of a righteous person will receive the reward of the righteous; and whoever gives even a cup of cold water to one of these little ones in the name of a disciple — truly I tell you, none of these will lose their reward.”
I used to think that the question, “What would you be willing to die for?” Was the one that would get to the deepest level of personal values.
For example, I might answer that I would die for my children. I thought that question would get to what theologian Paul Tillich called your “ultimate concern.”
But I do not think so anymore. With the death toll from the global pandemic, that the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention predicts will reach up to 150,000 Americans by July 18, l see that people are willing to take great risks for the sake of things of no greater value than an ice cream cone.
Recently I had to wait in line for a heartworm test for my dog. I was wearing a mask, but the person behind me, way too close behind me, was not. Thankfully, we were outside.
Neither was the vegetable-seller at the farmer’s market masked.
Better Questions
So, if asking what people are willing to die for does not get to deep values, perhaps another question might: “What would you be willing to live for?” What would you be willing to spend each of your irreplaceable days on, as your life goes by?
I think our answer has a lot to do with how we perceive ourselves. Maybe the question, “What would I be willing to live for?” depends on the answer to the question, “Who am I, in this world?”
What are the options? If I am a “consumer” as we are constantly being called, then I guess my role in life is to consume. I indeed do a lot of consuming: food, electricity, entertainment and so much else. But the idea that being a consumer defines me seems to be about as empty a life as I could imagine.
If I am a solitary individual then maybe self-fulfillment should be my quest. But I’ve never heard anyone being eulogized at their funeral as a brilliantly self-fulfilled person.
I believe we must have something bigger than ourselves to live for; something greater than our own personal good.
It’s Only Me
But here we come up against a dilemma. I’m just one person. I’m not a powerful person. I’m neither rich, like Bill Gates with a Foundation behind me, nor an Elon Musk that can build rockets and electric cars. What can I possibly do that would make a difference?
This is where this text from our scriptural wisdom tradition, the gospel of Matthew is so powerful. The key is the cup of water. Jesus, according to Matthew’s version, says,
“whoever gives even a cup of cold water…will [not] lose their reward.”
Do you want to win the prize of a life that had meaning? Do you want to do something significant with your irreplaceable minutes? Think about a cup of water; not a stream, not even a full pitcher, just a cup. I want us to think about this briefly.
First, why only a cup? Because it is precisely small enough to be something that everyone can do. It does not cost much. It is not a cup of wine, nor even soup; just water.
But offering that single cup is powerful because it answers two other questions that go to the root of who we are and what we are doing in the world. They are the questions, “Who needs that?”, and “Who does that?”
Who Needs That?
First let’s ask the question: who needs a cup of water? Originally, these words were penned in Palestine. It’s arid. Modern irrigation has made much of it farmable, but in those days, grazable was about as good as it got in most places.
But everyone knew that back in Jesus’ day, so no one would set out to walk or to work without a skin of water.
And there were wells. You could ask permission to draw water at a strangers’ well, and expect to be given permission. Unless there was a reason not to give you that permission.
So who needs a cup of water? Maybe it is someone who is desperately thirsty, has run out of their own supply, and has been refused permission at the wells. Maybe he is a foreigner. Maybe his ancestors had blood on their hands. Maybe his people refused water, or safe passage, or some other needed benefit to your people long ago, and now, the shoe is on the other foot.
Or maybe just being foreign is enough to be refused the well water. Tribal animosity often needs no rational justification.
Who needs a cup of water from your hand? Someone who has been denied it from the hands of others. Maybe nobody in your tribe is willing to extend help. So, should you break ranks and hold out the cup? Would that be a risk to you among your people?
Who Does That?
So, who would do that? Who would offer the cup? Someone who knew themselves as a person of compassion.
The person who would offer that cup of water would do it because human suffering meant something to them, and they could not turn away.
The person who would make that offer would be the kind of person for whom doing the right thing, the merciful thing, the good thing was more important than merely getting along within the tribe.
The one offering the cup would be the one who knew that they were only one person, but that they could make a substantial difference to one other person.
In other words, they would be functioning as agents of God’s work of healing the world, “Tikkun Olam.”
Barbara Brown Taylor has said it best: we are not here to be God’s assistants, we are here to be God’s agents. We are the means by which God gets things done in the world.
We are the agents who get compassion done, who get mercy done, who get forgiveness and reconciliation done, and who get justice done. To know ourselves as God’s agents, to own that identity gives us the answer to the question: what are we living for?
Who would do that, part 2
But I would like to suggest we think even further about the question, who would do that — offer that cup of water? Because, some people are not in a position to offer water. Some people are so desperately thirsty themselves that they have no cup of water to spare.
If you are dying of thirst, you are not in a position to hand out water. To be able to bear the cup of water to the world, we have to be people who have learned where to find the well, and how to get to the water in it.
We must be the kind of people who have quenched our own thirst. To try to do the work of compassion, mercy, or justice from a thirsty soul is what leads to anger, resentment, and eventually even to violence.
But for those who know where to find the water the soul needs, who have learned not only where the well is, but how to get to the water out, for those who have adopted the regular practices that quench the thirst, the work of offering others that cup is a joy.
So, we are people of both “contemplation and action,” as Richard Rohr likes to say. We are people who take long, deep, quenching drinks from the river of life often enough that when the need shows up, we are ready, willing, and able to meet it.
We are each only one person, but we are agents of the Kingdom of God; in fact, agents of God, to a thirsty world.
BLM
In these days of national turmoil, we are becoming acutely aware of a particular kind of thirst; the thirst for racial justice.
We have become newly aware of the depth and breadth of the suffering racism has caused in our country for so many years.
We keep hearing story after story of people who have known nothing but fear from the authorities.
I just re-watched Spike Lee’s movie “Do The Right Thing” which was filmed thirty years ago. It is uncannily prescient. Nothing substantial has changed. It is hard to find anyone in that film who does the right thing. No one is offering a cup of water. In fact, everyone in the film seems desperately thirsty. No one has been to the well, so no one has even a cup to offer.
Who needs a cup of water today? Those who have been shut away from it. I believe we need to look no further than the people of color in our society that have been systematically excluded from the wells that we enjoy.
Structural Racism, Not Personal Bigotry
But there is a huge danger I have become aware of as we consider the problem of racism in America. The conversation that many of us white people want to have is a conversation about personal bigotry.
We are not personally bigoted. We would never personally exclude black people from any of our privileges. We are happy to swim with them, bank with them, work with them, cheer the team with them — we have no personal ill will.
That is great, but that is not the question. The question is, why do so many of them still feel terror at the idea of being pulled over for a traffic violation?
Why are they followed by policemen on the road — I personally have heard that story more than once.
Why are their incarceration rates so disproportionately high, and their conviction rates so disproportionately high, and their sentences so disproportionately long? And, why is getting killed by the police the sixth leading cause of death for black males? Black men are about 2.5 times more likely to be killed by police than white men. (source: https://news.umich.edu/police-sixth-leading-cause-of-death-for-young-black-men/).
This is not about personal bigotry, this is about a system that has allowed this, hidden it, excused it, and covered it up, until the ubiquity of cell phone videos has made it undeniable.
The cup of water has been knocked out of the hands of the thirsty for years, and now it is on us to change it. We will change it, not just by our personal efforts at reconciliation, but by our determined involvement in actions that make a difference.
One by one, we will cast our votes. One by one we will show up at meetings where these issues are addressed. One by one we will show up, and speak up, at meetings of the city government, and at public events, at PACE, (Police and Community Engagement, Fort Smith, AR).
One by one, we will sign petitions, make phone calls, and act like the people we are: agents of God, bearers of the one cup of water we possess, in a country thirsty for the justice we believe God wills for everyone.