Radical Neighborliness
Sermon for Proper 10 C
July 14, 2013
Michael Coffey
It’s the cliché of parables.
You
know it so well all anyone has to say is “good Samaritan”
and
you can tune the rest out.
I saw a comedy sketch video someone
shared on Facebook this week.
It’s
a scene of Jesus teaching his disciples.
He
starts telling them the parable of the Good Samaritan.
He
says, “You see, because he’s a Samaritan, but he’s good!”
And
the disciples just say: Yeah, yeah, we
get it, Jesus. Enough already.
I would feel that way in telling and
preaching on this story again
if
it weren’t for something I find incredibly important to hear:
We
cannot take neighborliness for granted in our culture.
It
is at the core of the biblical notion of living life,
and
yet, it seems to be a more and more alien concept for us,
loving
the neighbor.
When the lawyer, who isn’t a lawyer
in our sense, but more of a biblical scholar,
when
he asks Jesus “What must I do to inherit eternal life?”
Jesus
puts the question back on him, and the man gets it right:
Love
God. Love your neighbor.
The
two are inseparable strands making up the chord
of
the biblical vision of life.
When the bible scholar asks Jesus his
question,
he
isn’t really asking him, “What must I do to go to heaven when I die?”
He
is asking him something more like:
What
is the meaning and purpose of my life?
What keeps me connected to the
fullness of life in God?
Now the story gets interesting, of
course,
because
he then goes on to ask “Who is my neighbor?”
He responded more or less:
I want to love my
neighbor!
Help me make that easier to do
by limiting the scope of neighborliness…
I need some parameters here.
And so Jesus challenges the
implications of his question
by
telling a story of neighborliness that involves
Samaritans,
a distant cousin people to Jews,
who were not much loved.
Jesus
pushes and expands the limited boundaries of neighborliness
in
order to help this religious man expand the boundaries
of his experience of the fullness of
life in God.
Of course, if you have spent any time
at all in church
you’ve
heard all of this and the story is that great cliché.
Jesus
tells it and we think: Yeah, yeah, we
get it Jesus,
love our neighbors even if they are
different from us.
And
we quickly move on.
All of that would be fine, except for
one thing.
All
of that assumes that we value and accept
that loving our neighbor is itself
something good.
We need to seriously consider how our
culture diminishes this value.
We need to honestly confess how
little neighborliness there is in our lives.
In my experience of life in our late
modern world,
loving
your neighbor is simply lost because of our greater value:
fear your neighbor and protect
yourself from your neighbor.
There
are many factors that feed this anti-neighbor sense among us:
our American culture of individualism
and privatization,
our political climate of suspicion
of the common good,
our laws that allow carrying
concealed weapons,
even
in our churches (unless we post signage forbidding it,
which
you might notice, we do not have)
our infrastructure of isolation and
separation from each other.
There
are more, but you get the picture of how
neighborliness
is not something we are in a place to define very well,
because
it is at best a sentimental notion,
but
in practice it is something we have designed out of our lives.
When we moved from Alamo Heights to
Circle C in southwest Austin,
we
experienced something new to us.
We have never lived in a newer,
modern subdivision,
For
our whole lives, we have lived in older neighborhoods,
built in the late 19th and
early 20th centuries,
which were designed to be a place
for neighborliness.
The infrastructure of lot sizes and
house sizes
and walkability and connectability
helped
support the idea of neighborliness and community.
Our next door neighbor in Alamo
Heights, Wanda,
had
lived their since 1960.
We called her the matriarch of the
block,
and
her front porch was the gathering place for many visits
and
block parties.
We now experience that neighborliness
is designed out of
the
infrastructure of our lives,
and
the notion of getting out and getting to know each other
requires more effort, and is not
often even welcomed.
If you’re the news watching type like
me,
you’ve
been watching the trial of George Zimmerman
and heard the verdict last night
acquitting him of all charges
related to the shooting death of
Trayvon Martin.
There
are going to be all kinds of reactions to and disagreement about
the verdict and the trial and our
justice system
and its capacity to reach justice
for all people.
But it seems to me that regardless of
the verdict,
we have in this real story an American
parable of the end of the neighbor.
We still have a dead 17 year-old who
was the neighbor.
The
neighbor, in this tragic event, but not only this tragic event,
is not the one we love,
but is the one we fear,
the one we install security systems
for,
the one we arm ourselves against,
the one we patrol the streets
looking at suspiciously,
the one we shoot and kill because we
are fearful and suspicious,
not
because our neighbor has done anything to us,
and
certainly not because we love our neighbor.
We
might wonder if we even have any neighbors left to love.
So however all of this particular
news story plays out
in the coming days,
here’s where the biblical text is leading me today:
Jesus calls us back to
radical neighborly living
in a
time and place where love of neighbor
is thought to be too simplistic, naïve,
and risky
to be a real possibility.
The cliché of the parable is that
love of neighbor needs to include
even
foreigners and those who are different from us.
That is still a relevant message for
us today,
when
racial, ethnic, religious, and economic boundaries
magnify the suspicion we harbor
about our neighbors.
But even more radically and
centrally,
we
are called to return to the neighbor as the object of our lives of love,
we
are called to return to the neighbor as the focus of our concern,
we
are called to return to the neighbor as the one in whom
we find the answer to the always
powerful question of our lives:
What
is the meaning and purpose of my life?
What keeps me connected to the
fullness of life in God?
We
can’t answer those questions as people of faith rooted in Scripture
unless we rediscover not only
the obligation and necessity of
loving our neighbors,
but also the joy and the gift of
doing so.
Because
it is in this mutual neighborly life of love
that we find the God of neighborly
love who comes to us in Christ,
and neighbors us.
So
I have a proposition for the church today,
our
church, but the whole church in our American culture of fear and mistrust and
isolation:
The
church’s mission in this day and age
is to live radical neighborliness regardless
of the culture.
What if the church were known as
those
weird people who keep inviting us to into their homes
to share a meal and get to know each
other?
What if Christians were known as
those odd people next door
who
help us out when we are in need?
What if church folks got the strange
reputation
of
being the people most likely to welcome the stranger into the neighborhood?
What
if congregations were known
as places in whatever neighborhood
they find themselves,
where neighbors come together beyond
religious and racial
and economic dividing lines,
and simply get connected to each
other?
We may live in a culture where the
whole infrastructure
works
against neighborliness,
but
that doesn’t mean the church can’t live a different
infrastructure of neighborliness
layered over it all.
Rather than focusing first on getting
everyone around us
to be part of the church,
which
you’ll notice was not Jesus’ answer
to how to live a life of fullness in
God,
what
if the mission of the church was to enact a liturgy of neighborliness
every Sunday where all are welcomed,
loved, accepted, healed,
and gathered around the dinner table
and fed?
Well,
that is what we do, so I want us to hear the deep significance
of our liturgical and sacramental
life together?
And
then we keep exploring together how we live out the sacrament
of neighborly love in our fearful
and anxious culture
where that kind of life is not easily
welcomed.
Part of the problem with our Lutheran
theological tradition is
we keep talking about
grace
as if it can be known,
experienced,
and proclaimed to and for individuals.
But a biblical notion of grace shows
us
that it is known, experienced,
and proclaimed in community,
in concrete acts of
neighborliness,
in shaping the world
toward a friendly
and peaceful engagement with the
other.
If we struggle to know the profound depths of the Gospel
today,
it is because we have isolated grace
as if it were some isotope
that could be distilled and then infuse
the world
with its radioactivity,
rather than the gravity that binds all things together
without isolation of one part from
the other.
What must I do to inherit eternal
life?
You can’t answer that
apart from your neighbor,
and in that divine/human encounter,
grace will show itself
more powerfully than we ever imagined.
The illusion that we are somehow
separate from one another
and
only come together for interaction when we choose to,
or when it is comfortable,
or when we have something to gain
from the other,
is
just that: an illusion.
The good news of God in Christ draws
us together
into
the expansive vision of life lived in love of God and neighbor,
because by God’s grace in Christ,
we
are all bound together as one
by
the gravity of God’s grace.
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