“Brothers, join in imitating me…” Paul wants us to imitate him.
I don’t know. That seems a little difficult, doesn’t it? Difficult
on all sorts of levels. I don't care what he says in First Corinthians, Paul
was a pretty good preacher. Better than you're getting this morning, I'll bet. He
preached and spoke for hours, even late into the night, and people listened
intently. Well, except for sleepy Eutychus but that’s another story for another
time. Paul’s writing is certainly superior. He wrote letter upon letter that
were passed from congregation to congregation, the Holy Spirit seeing fit to
preserve these still for you and I to read this morning. Me? I struggle for a
2-page sermon. Imitate this apostle? I don’t know. I’m not really into
shipwrecks. Or imprisonment, or beatings, or stonings, and I stay away from threats
of all kinds, and so forth.
Of course, it wasn't Paul's call either. It was God's Call
that he read into those kinds of difficulties. And it's not our call either.
Imitation is really a very important part of human life. It’s
said that imitation is the motherhood of all learning. Children learn to walk,
talk, read, mow the lawn, bake cookies, change the oil, paint fingernails, spike
the ball, sweep the tag, geometry, and countless other things by watching and
imitating their moms and dads, grannies and grampies, coaches and teachers.
Adults learn to use smart phones by imitating grandkids and YouTube videos. All
sorts of bad habits are learned by imitating Uncle Earl. It’s also said
imitation is the most sincere form of flattery. We are delighted when others imitate
us.
This is not only true of Moms and Dads, but also of our Divine
Parent also wants us to imitate Him and our Big Brothers and Sisters in the
faith. Models of the faith are really significant parts of God's gift to us,
part of the Holy Spirit's way of cultivating faith in us and the mind of Christ.
Paul has a lot to say in his letters about following after the mind of Christ,
and especially here in Philippians.
Paul wants us to be co-imitators. He doesn’t want us to go
it alone. Imitate together with him. You never want to try imitating alone. We
imitate as part of the Congregation of God's people. Remember – God saw it
wasn’t good for Adam to be alone, so He made a help-meet for him. The same is
true for us, that’s why He gathers together Christians into the congregation,
into the Church, as the body of Christ. And, as the body of Christ, He wants us
to be supporting of one another, to be modeling life for one another in the
congregation of His people. And that, being co-imitators, is particularly
important, especially when we run into imprisonment or shipwreck, or being
beaten, or stoned and the like for the sake of Jesus and the faith. We don’t
live alone, we don’t imitate alone.
Part of Paul’s example that he puts before us in this text involves
imitating crying, more specifically learning to cry the right way. Now, I know
that doesn’t sound very manly; it doesn’t sound very socially acceptable. Who
teaches others to cry, outside of Hollywood? Do we teach our sons and daughters
to cry? I don’t think so – we usually tell them to not cry. In the words of
Stephen Bochco, we don’t want to appear soft, lest someone mistake us for food
and try to eat us. But, speaking for myself, there are things that move me to
tears. Watching the scenes out of Ukraine – I can only do that in small doses
before tears form. I read a story of Ukrainians leaving behind heirlooms,
photographs, and other important treasures but making sure they had their
pets…that got me. Being with parents who lose a child, or a child who loses a
parent – I don’t think I would survive as a hospital chaplain. Watching someone
I love hurt so bad and being helpless to do anything about it. These are all true
feelings and deep emptions, but none of those are what Paul means when he wants
us to learn to cry.
Paul wants us to imitate his tears, to cry, because of and,
surprisingly, especially on behalf of the enemies of the Cross of Christ.
The “because of” makes sense. Our enemies often bring tears
to our eyes, literally or figuratively, and this is particularly true of the
enemies of the Church and of Jesus. Paul is apparently talking about tears, not
shed in anger or indignation or disgust – though we may have those feelings too
- but his tears, I think, were being shed in outright, real sorrow for the
people whose God is their belly. That is from a man who doesn't really seem
terribly likely to be going around shedding tears.
The enemies of the cross glory in their own shame. They conceive
of reality in such a way that brings them down into the gutter, down into the
pits of despair, where life is slowly sucked out of them. Don’t get down in the
mud with them; instead, Paul says, our minds should be in the clouds, fixed on
that heavenly citizenship, that heavenly society in which God cultivates us as He
gives us rebirth in our baptisms, and as He renews that new life in us day in
and day out, as the Holy Spirit brings us the Word of life.
And when we look at reality from God perspective, we see
something unique. Our translation in verse 20 says “our citizenship” but I
prefer the old King James way of saying this, “conversation.” Our conversation.
Citizenship smacks of rights and boundaries. Conversation describes our way of thinking
and talking about this reality and that it all comes from God. And the Holy
Spirit leads us into looking at the world in such a way that we just don't
understand how people can try to find their identity and security and meaning
in the pleasures of this life and ignore all the signs that they're careening
toward destruction. How can they miss their own conversation about the Good
News of Jesus who saves? How can their eyes be shifted away from the cross?
Their ears closed to Word that gives life? The spectacle of it is enough to
make a grown Christian weep. Such tears flow from the eyes and the minds of
people who have been freed by Christ's death and resurrection. Free to imitate
our Lord. Free to imitate Paul. Free to weep for those who deny, decry, and
disbelieve Jesus as Lord and Savior.
Everyone knows the shortest verse in the Bible is John
11:35, “Jesus wept.” You know, our Lord didn't just cry outside Lazarus’ tomb.
He cried over Jerusalem. In this morning’s Gospel reading, Jesus laments over
the city, echoing Jeremiah centuries earlier, as the city that murders the
prophets. He is not yet moved to tears – that comes later, as He prepares to
enter the city for Holy Week. Then, Jesus weeps over the city. Those were real
tears. The people who are about to crucify Him, He wept in sadness for them as He
looked to the prospect of what was facing those people for whom He was dying
but who, sadly, would remain enemies of the cross. They murdered the prophets;
they stoned those sent to proclaim the Word of the Lord; they crucified the One
sent to save.
I wonder – and I realize the danger of asking questions
about Jesus that aren’t answered in Scripture – I wonder if He still weeps over
Jerusalem. I suspect He does weep for Jerusalem…and Texas, and Cuero, and
Goliad, and Victoria, and Mission Valley and our neighbors whom we greet and
call by name, people whose god is their belly, and who have not time or interest
in the One who weeps for them.
I say that because our society, our culture seems to
specialize in inventing new ways to oppose the cross of Christ. It's almost as
if it’s a way of life. Or, perhaps, we should say a way of death. And our temptation is naturally to get
defensive about this. Like Peter in the Garden of Gethsemane, we have to do
something and we draw our verbal swords and pencils and electronic devices to
rail against them and to be mad at them and all that sort of thing. I hear it,
too: “Pastor, you need to preach a fire and brimstone sermon about what’s going
on ‘out there’.” As if a sermon I preach to you will show them, ‘out there’ who
will never hear what is said, that’ll show them who's boss.
But we don't need to. The Boss will. Jesus has shown us who is
Lord, showing us who is subjecting all things to Himself. That's why: because
we trust that He really is Lord. The Lord who has freed us. We trust also that He
has freed us to weep over our enemies. Over His enemies. Over the enemies of
the Church. And to pray with those tears that those tears will flow into baptismal
water. That becomes perfect vengeance of the cross. The cross they once decried,
they are then marked with the cross and baptized with tears Jesus once shed
over them.
And then Jesus turns them into people just like us: disciples
of the Lord, following at His cross, seeing reality, no longer from the gutter,
but from the heavenly in-the-clouds perspective.
God, this planted your feet and mind firmly on the good
earth that he has created. He has placed us here for all sorts of purposes, one
of which is to cry for his enemies. And the conversation, the citizenship, that
orients our entire life, that shapes every moment of our day, at least ideally,
comes from the Lord himself.
So on this day, we repent again. We repent for crying for
the wrong things, and not crying for the right things, and for not crying
enough for the enemies of the cross of Jesus and who, I think, we can consider
as our enemies, too. As we repent this day, we look to the Lord. We think about
our heavenly passports, our godly identity papers. Then we stumble along in
apostolic fashion, disagreeing, of course, with Paul on who the chief of
sinners really is. But, agreeing with him fully that what we really need to
know is Christ. And Him crucified…risen…ascended…reigning.
Funny thing about tears – they taste salty. This side of
heaven, those tears we shed over the state of the enemies of the cross of Jesus
will always be salty and somewhat bitter. Yet we, who by faith are already
citizens of above, we are also already beginning to taste the tears of joy that
come from being citizens of the King. With tears, both salty and sweet, we
rejoice, we praise His name, and we pray for His enemies. Amen.
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