We just had to share this excerpt from a Waiting for Water sermon we received written by Dr. Stuart Bond. He is writing about Jesus' famous Sermon on the Mount as recorded in Luke 6:17-26. We'll pick up where Dr. Bond describes the press and chaos that must have surrounded Jesus that day as he prepared to teach the crowds and his own disciples.
Finally, he sits everyone down. He looks over this crowd of scared people, some of them healed, most of them struggling, all of them wondering what their future would be. And he says, “These are the blessed people: those of you who are poor, hungry, weeping, and hated.”
Joan Baez
gave us modern images about these same folks in the early seventies:
Blessed are the one way
ticket holders
on a one way street.
Blessed are the midnight riders
for in the shadow of God they sleep.
Blessed are the huddled hikers
staring out at falling rain,
wondering at the retribution
in their personal acquaintance with pain.
Blessed are the blood relations
of the young ones who have died,
who had not the time or patience
to carry on this earthly ride.
on a one way street.
Blessed are the midnight riders
for in the shadow of God they sleep.
Blessed are the huddled hikers
staring out at falling rain,
wondering at the retribution
in their personal acquaintance with pain.
Blessed are the blood relations
of the young ones who have died,
who had not the time or patience
to carry on this earthly ride.
Joan
Baez, Blessed Are, 1970, 1971, Chandos Music
Meanwhile, Jesus continues, woe to you who live
comfortably because you have all the comfort you are going to get. Enjoy that
pizza now, because the time will come when you can’t find a bite. And yuk it up
while you can because it is closing time at the comedy club, and tragedy is the
next event on the marquee. And if everyone thinks you are the greatest, that is
just the way they talked about the prophet-haters back in the day.
The problem for us is that we feel the
divide. We already know that Jesus is not talking about us when he says they are
blessed. He is talking about “them.” He is talking about people who live in rough
circumstances and have nothing to show for a lifetime of hard labor. And maybe
we could go for that—we can see the beauty in the picture of an old woman
sitting outside her hut chopping wood or the African woman balancing water on
her head and a child on her hip. We like the poetry of considering them
blessed.
But how about them woes! Are you
kidding me, Jesus? Sure I have had some privilege and some opportunities, but I
also worked hard to be where I am. Are you telling me that after all this, plus
serving on several church committees—are you telling me that I am out of your
kingdom just because I am not poor?
Maybe. Or, maybe it is more like this:
Unless you are part of the solution, unless you care about the plight of those
with nothing, unless you align yourself with the kingdom’s goals, you have had
your day. My getting poorer isn’t going to make any poor people rich. But my
being satisfied with the world as it is, my being glad to keep things arranged
with me on top—that isn’t going to help anything either.
And isn’t it interesting how we hear
this statement of hope for the poor and instantly want Jesus to talk more to
us? Sometimes we who have so much need to step back and let this word simply be
for those who have nothing. Maybe part of what we need to do is be silent and
listen, and realize this: “Jesus is their voice. He is speaking for those who
cannot speak, who are never heard. Jesus is their voice.”
(Children from Cienfuegos, Dominican Republic. Photo courtesy of Healing Waters International.)
You might come back and tell me the futility of trying to help the poor. After all, you might say, Jesus himself said, “The poor shall be with you always.” It is never going to change.
I would say to you that Jesus was
quoting that saying from Deuteronomy 15: 11, which says, “There will always be
poor people in the land. Therefore I command you to be openhanded toward your
brothers and toward the poor and needy in your land.”
Jesus envisions a day when the poor are
lifted up and—let’s be honest—the rich come down a few pegs. And if his prayer
is that his will be done “on earth as it is in heaven,” then we want to become
a blessing to the poor. We want the water they drink to hydrate their bodies
rather than infect them. We want the work they do to be micro-enterprises that
create sustainable businesses. We want the horizons for them to be brighter
than a one in three chance of death by AIDS. What can we do?
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