14 July 2019

Sermon, Pentecost +5: The Parable of the Good Samaritan and the Marriage Canon


Luke 10.25-37
            I once had a Spiritual Director who didn't tell me what to do: instead he kept asking me questions. At first it was frustrating, as I didn't see the gift of it. He was helping me to journey more deeply into my spiritual life. "I'm not doing your deep diving" he would say. As such, by not giving me the easy answers, I learned to be more intentional about exploring how God was speaking to me through my thoughts, prayers, and ministry.
            This is not a new technique: in fact, it's what Jesus uses here. Ever the teacher, he is not quizzing the lawyer for an easy answer, but inviting him to a more thorough reflection on the individual implications connected to that easy answer, and the subsequent call to action.
            By reciting the Shema (love the Lord with all your heart, mind, soul, and strength, and love your neighbour as yourself) we see that the lawyer and Jesus are both educated in the tradition. But when the lawyer asks "Who Is My Neighbour?," things go deep. It would have been easy for Jesus to say "everyone. Love everyone; no exceptions." But, then it's not a personalized faith experience for the lawyer. So instead, Jesus offers the parable of the Good Samaritan.
            At the surface, this is one of those feel-good stories, where we easily assign roles to characters. Hurt man in ditch: victim; priest and Levite: secondary characters who are there for negative example; Samaritan, good guy. Great! That's easy. Be like the good Samaritan, and it will all be lovely.
            And yet... we need to go deeper, beyond the simplified Sunday School version we know. We are being called to reflect more fully on the meaning of the parable to us today. This is where that self-reflection and contemplation come in - when we realise that we're not always the Good Samaritan in our own story. At times, we are - both individually and collectively - everyone else in the narrative.
            Let's first consider the priest and the Levite - the men who walk on by. Some may explain their actions due to ritual impurity or law, etc., yet... this does not fit with their own teachings. The Torah had taught them to care for the vulnerable - and they chose not to. Interestingly, as theologian Amanda Brobst-Renaud describes, the rationale for their choice is not explained by Jesus or Luke... and the lawyer doesn't ask; he merely accepts it as normal.
            We also consider the injured man, lying in the ditch. He has been assaulted and robbed; he is the victim of a crime. Now, his entire life he's been taught that 'those people' from Samaria are to be avoided at all costs. They are, after all, the bad guys. So, this man, despite needing help and having nothing to offer in return, could have refused the help of the Samaritan. He has been hurt and ignored; passed by as unworthy of basic care and compassion, and it's probable he would be expecting additional harm to come to him.
            The Samaritan - well, he's the good guy - it's right in the title! Compassionate, kind, Good. This man puts aside his own needs for health and safety, and risks ritual defilement and damaged reputation, to stop and help the injured man.
            There's someone else who is often overlooked - the innkeeper. This man is charged with caring for this injured man. He's given a bit of money and a promise that the Samaritan will be back. We don't know where his tribal affiliation lies; does he support the Samaritan or the injured man? Is he honest, or will he overinflate the bill at the end? Is he competent to be tending to the wounds? We simply don't know; but we trust that he will do what is right.
            And to this, Jesus asks, who was the neighbour?
            A complex and simple question. Simple, as it was obviously the merciful one; complex when the lawyer is told to Go and Do Likewise. Show mercy. Offer care. Love one another, even if society tells you it's okay not to love one another.

            So where does that leave us?
            Well, it leaves us in all of it, I think. Especially this Sunday, as we've just been hearing the full impact of the motions of General Synod that impact our church, our community, our neighbours. Specifically, I refer to the Marriage Canon amendment, Canon XXI, which though strongly supported by both clergy and laity, was not passed by an incredibly small margin in the House of Bishops.
            As a result of this, there has been much pain and grieving across the church. We are heartbroken and divided; we are numb, angry, and confused. We don't know what will happen next. We are in need of mercy and compassion.
            And so: we are the Samaritan, who is called to put aside our differences, our justifications, our excuses, that we might share of what we have: we have grace, we have love, we have the opportunity to be welcoming. We are invited to help in the healing of our beloved church; and in doing so receive the mercy of one another.
            We are also the priest and the Levite: choosing sides and justifications to defend our positions rather than finding the most loving way to respond to those who are suffering. We are invited not to point fingers or make presumptions about 'the other' and their lot in life. We are invited to put aside our perceptions of differences of language, skin colour, country of origin, gender, etc. 
            We are the innkeeper: receiving those who are hurting, without asking what they can offer in return. We don't put up pre-conditions, but work to meet the needs as they present them. We see everyone who comes into our doors as the neighbour to encounter, to welcome, to embrace, to assist, to love.
            And, we are the injured ones. We are hurt; we are in need of help. Yet we continue in faith, and in community: being supported by one another, receiving kindness, and striving for health.
            Because: the injured man is just that: injured. His story is not over. Our story is not over. While we are in pain now, we will recover; we will heal. We will overcome and transcend the boundaries that divide us. It will take time, as all healing does; but if we commit to the journey of health, we can recover. And we can learn from our experience of suffering to be more compassionate to those around us who come in their grief and sorrow.

            Friends, I do not know what the days ahead will look like. I do not know what the General Synod will do, or what decisions will be made for our Diocese. I do know that this community is one of resilience and love; and I trust we will continue to work to be a safe and inclusive place for all who come through our doors.
            We have the choice to decide - as individuals and as the church - what will shape our future, if it will be our wounds, or our hope. In this place, I expect it will be hope.
            May God grant us the power to be good neighbours to each other and the world - through our pain, and in our healing. 



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