Homily prepared and presented by Gwin Hanahan
(at the request of the Rev
The Fourth Sunday in Lent
March 18, 2007
Texts for
this day:
Joshua
(4:19-24);5:9-12
Psalm 34
2
Corinthians 5:17-21
Luke
15:11-32
Robert
Frost said, “Home is the place where,
when you have to go there, they have to take you in.”
That
sentiment about home has perhaps served some of our relatives well…perhaps it
has served us well at one time or another.
Because we know home can represent a haven and a place where we matter
enough and belong enough that whatever weaknesses we have, we can still be
accepted, even forgiven in that proper place called home.
We hear about home among
today’s Scripture Readings and in these
In the first
In today’s second reading,
in his letter to the Corinthians, Paul describes the reconciling, i.e.,
restorative nature of Christ in God. “In
Christ, God was reconciling the world [us] to himself, not counting their trespasses
against them.” Paul teaches here that the unbounded love of God has been
manifested in Christ and it is the unbounded love of Christ symbolized by the
shedding of His blood that has reconciled Christians with God. Now THIS is grace. We are redeemed and reconciled by the grace
of God. And this grace is much more
than an admittedly enormous gift from God.
This grace by which we are released from guilt and blame and by which we
are restored to proper harmony with all creation is nothing less than a direct
and personal confrontation with the living God and us, his children. We are not forgotten and abandoned as orphans
when by our sins we fall so far short from our inner good intentions.
Here again is that message
written in Luke’s Gospel reading of today, Jesus is telling us how far we can
fall and still taste God’s savory grace (that fatted calf was GOOD, especially
since the prodigal son was back home).
And he had certainly fallen far-
“famine arose…he began to be in want.
No one gave him anything.” Not
even the swine’s husk. “I perish here
with hunger!” How far did he stumble
and fall? He saw himself as so far short
of what he had hoped to do on his own, that he saw himself as no longer even
part of his family, “no longer worthy,” he says, “to be called your son.” Really he said to himself, I am not even able
to go all the way home, just partly, just to servanthood if they will have
me. But that is not how his father saw
him. And it’s not how our Father sees
us.
An important twist from
today’s Gospel is that, while, we Christians are certainly prodigals, we are
also called to be the Prodigal’s father, merciful and welcoming the stumblers
back home when they come to us asking.
In fact, Paul says this in the second reading: “God is making His appeal
through us. Entrusting to us the message
of reconciliation.” Our charge is to
love God and love our (stumbling) neighbors.
And there is another useful
parallel in today’s Gospel about the “good son”—the son who was both dependable
and unforgiving. Remember the good son’s
judgment of his father’s joy? “But he
was Angry and refused to go in.” And he
spoke harshly to his father about the father’s decision. But we Christians know that it is not the
good son’s place to judge the father’s joy and his decision to forgive. Likewise, we should not question God’s gifts
of forgiveness and reconciliation to us, and his overwhelming power to do so,
especially at this altar—this place of reconciliation.
Finally in the Psalm for
today, the Psalmist says, “taste and see” in verse 8. This Psalm was known to Jesus and His
apostles, and it may have been on our Lord’s mind when he told the Prodigal Son
parable that Luke recalls. In those
middle verses we read what the prodigal surely felt, “my terror, my affliction,
all my troubles.” But then the
Psalmist stood before his father and asked,
“I sought the Lord and He answered me. I called, and the Lord heard me
and saved me.”
But there’s more. In verse 7 we are promised not only
deliverance, if we accept God’s grace, but also we will be “encompassed” by the
angel of the Lord. “Encompassed”,
enfolded… as in the arms… the arms of a loving father and reconciled…restored
to a loving home.
If you see yourself as God
sees you, you know that He has given you and me all these wonderful gifts, and
you know He knows that you and I have squandered some of our gifts. The message of this Gospel of the Prodigal
Son is a message to us in this room. And
it is this, keep trying to get back home.
Home here on earth, home in God.
So, even when we stumble and fall…keep trying. Keep trying to get back home.
When I look at our altar, I
see “the way back home.” I see the arms
of the cross that encompass us at this place of reconciliation. Within the arms
of the altar at the Eucharist, we are released, restored, forgiven, and fed the
bread of life in the body and blood of our Lord Jesus. When we stand before our Father here and ask…(
for God to forgive us and save us and others.
Where we ask for God to nurture us)…the response is take, eat, taste and
see that the Lord is good.
Everyone is both the good son and the prodigal
son and therein lies the power of God’s reconciliation… within us and between
us and all those other poor flawed creatures who are very similar to us. We are all of us invited home here at God’s
table, because reconciliation is one of the greatest works we can attempt. For from it flows Christian love, a fortress
against Evil and a wellspring of God’s mercy, peace, and hope which we may
share with the world. I believe
God is doing a new thing in the world, lovingly teaching us Christians to be
MORE reconciling, more accepting of His people.
He is teaching us to be new.
Where better to learn something new from God than at His altar?
We come to the altar
sometimes in great joy and gratitude, sorrow or confusion, or with many another
feeling, but we come as ones who are called home. My own persistent and profound call from God
to the ordained ministry in the Episcopal Church is a call to come home. I am drawn to this ministry of the altar, to
the Holy Eucharist… for this is my altar-home on Earth. Here, by God’s grace, I, a stumbling,
repentant sinner, am reminded that I am God’s beloved and forgiven child. We all are!
As one Episcopal bishop
said, “ I’m probably not going to get
there before I’m dead and gone, but what I can be assured of is that God will
come running toward me with His arms outstretched, and before I can utter, ‘I’m
sorry,’ God will be putting a robe on me and a ring on my finger and ordering
up a party. I believe without any shadow
of a doubt that I’m going to Heaven. My
salvation has been won for me. All I
have to do is accept it, [repent] and then do my best to be God’s hands and
feet in the world.”
You see, all of us are
prodigal sons, and God is the Master of the house waiting to welcome us all
home!!