WORSHIP ON SUNDAY, MAY 26: we will celebrate Holy Trinity Sunday!  We give thanks for the many ways God is in relationship to us, even when the math doesn’t make sense. Join us at 10:00 in our physical sanctuary at 300 Shunpike Road or in our digital sanctuary for worship: https://www.youtube.com/live/0b-_6Ywt6n8?si=-wv7dfeyQ1kqSVIF

WORSHIP ON SUNDAY, JUNE 2: we will worship on the Second Sunday of Ordinary Time (the time after Pentecost)! We will celebrate the Sacrament of Holy Baptism for Evy Maren Green, daughter of Nate and Rosemary Green and sister to Frankie. We will also hear about the sabbath – and why Jesus kept getting in trouble for doing things on the sabbath. Join us at 10:00 in our physical sanctuary at 300 Shunpike Road or in our digital sanctuary for worship: https://www.youtube.com/live/32G0JU3X4a0?si=RG2cpGeV6QsuhWNe

October 9, 2022

Have you ever watched a little kid walking along a curb or some other kind of ledge – or maybe a slightly older kid walking along a low wall that separates two places?  They hold out their arms and try to balance, sometimes tipping this way or that?  There’s a slight element of danger, but there’s also a sense of being in a place that’s not here or there – somewhere that’s a space of its own.  An in-between space.

We find Jesus today going through the region between Samaria and Galilee.[i]  It’s an in-between kind of place for Jesus in more ways than one.  He’s not exactly in Jewish territory, but he’s not completely outside of it either. Remember that the relationship between Jews and Samaritans is difficult at best and hostile at worst. Two of Jesus’ disciples, James and John, when they were rejected by a Samaritan village back in the 9th chapter of Luke had really wanted to command fire to come down from heaven and consume the Samaritans there.  Jesus mercifully put an end to that nonsense.  But the fact that the disciples’ impulse for destruction outweighed their impulse for diplomacy tells us a lot about the tensions in this region.

So Jesus is moving along a boundary here, one that is fraught with conflict.  While on this journey, he encounters ten people who know a lot about living in an in-between place.  The ten lepers are, by the nature of their disease, on the outside of society.  They’re kept at a distance from friends and family and community, isolated by the lesions on their skin and the deformities of their bodies.  Their skin made them look like walking corpses, so they are, in a sense, living in between life and death.  It was a lonely, awful existence.

The lepers recognize Jesus.  He enters this in-between geography and meets them in their in-between condition. “Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!” they cry.

And how does Jesus respond?  He doesn’t try to categorize them or judge them.  He doesn’t treat them like a threat.  He simply opens a pathway to healing.  He makes sure that they are made well and, by sending them to the priests, Jesus makes sure that they will be restored to community.

That’s what Jesus is so good at doing.  Jesus disrupts those boundaries that we like to invent.  Jesus makes healing happen in those in-between places.  He knows that his subversive boundary-navigating is part of his mission, but he’s known from the beginning that it isn’t popular.  Early in Luke’s gospel, in Chapter 4, Jesus preaches in his hometown, and he reminds the people there that God’s family is much bigger and more inclusive than they had imagined.  He even refers to the story we heard in today’s first reading, about another “outsider,” another “foreigner” – Naaman the army commander – whose leprosy is also cured.  Recalling that story almost gets Jesus tossed off a cliff by the hometown crowd.  That’s how upset people get when our lines of separation are threatened.

Did you notice that the one who bothers to say thank you is a Samaritan?  He knows what it is to be doubly reviled – for his diseased skin and for who he is.  His skin is now healed, but he’s still a Samaritan.  I bet he’s worried about who will come after him for that.

If we tried this morning to list all of the ways that we as human beings draw lines and separate ourselves into tribes, we would be here all day.  Democrats and Republicans, wealthy and poor, urban and rural, healthy and sick, different languages, different loyalties, different families, different faiths.  We sort ourselves out by race and class and religion and gender identity and a hundred other categories, and heaven help the people who try to disrupt those divisions in any way.  But Jesus is always there, crossing all the boundaries that we have so carefully constructed, moving in an in-between space that leaves no one out.

We are living in a particular kind of in-between space right now – what some have called a liminal space.  Liminal space marks a transitional period: sometimes physically, like a passageway between two buildings, but often emotionally or spiritually.  Any experience that divides our lives into a “before” and an “after” can create a liminal space – a divorce, a death, a pandemic.  These spaces challenge us to let go of what we have known and anticipate what might be possible, even if we can’t yet imagine it.

I have a theory that in these liminal spaces, our anxiety sometimes makes us more impatient with each other, more inclined to hunker down with the members of our tribe and go on the attack against people who embody a different identity or belief.  We can feel it at every level – our families, our communities, our country.  The anxiety and antagonism that reverberates in these times can lead us to believe the worst about each other.  It makes us ignore any common ground, even though most of us have children we love.  Most of us want the world to be safe.  Most of us enjoy laughing over a good meal with friends.  All of this means that liminal spaces are also beautiful spaces for healing to take place.  For surprising relationships to emerge.  For unexpected gifts and equally unexpected gratitude.

John Wright of Austin, Texas, writes about a trip he took with his 11-year-old grandson out west to visit some national parks.[ii]  When they arrived at Arches, their last visit of the trip, it was 107 degrees, and so they waited until 7:00 pm to start their hike.  Even so, they were exhausted and sweaty.  Having just turned 70, Jack wondered if he had the stamina to make it.  Jack kept encouraging him: “You can do it, Granddaddy!” holding out his hand to pull John along.

The last part of the trail was a narrow ledge. A wrong step would send them falling 30 feet below.  Both John and Jack were afraid of heights, so they were almost paralyzed with fear.  But soon, right there at the edge of a precipice, was Delicate Arch – magnificent and mysterious, a breathtaking sight that they stared at together in silence or a while.  In his words:

Here was liminality staring the two of us straight in the face—that discombobulating disorientation one feels when going through the metamorphosis of a major life passage…My grandson…was about to enter the sometimes scary wonderland of adolescence. In my case, I had just begun to roll down the frightening slope of old age…

As we contemplated the arch, I commented, “You and I are like Janus, you know.”

“Janus?” His brow furrowed.

“The Roman god of thresholds. He has two faces. His old face looks backward into the past. His young face looks forward into the future. More and more, I’m going to need your young eyes to help me see future possibilities.”

Jack…quickly added, “And I will need your old eyes to help me see the lessons of the past.”

The first stars would soon appear through the arch’s opening…I told Jack, “I want you to go beyond seeing things only as they are and lamenting, ‘Why?’ to dreaming of things that are not yet and demanding, ‘Why not?’” He said nothing, but this boy on the edge of young adulthood put his head on my shoulder.

That story is a beautiful picture of what’s possible in the liminal spaces.  Our differences become places for connection.  Our common challenges give us shared understanding.  We can hold space for what other people are facing.

Jesus invites us into these in-between places.  He summons us to be those who disrupt the lines and the categories and the foolish divisions, to be people who create a whole new way of living with each other.

And when we have followed Jesus into the unknown, when we have experienced the healing that only he can give, we can turn and say thank you.  Amen.

S.D.G. – The Rev. Dr. Christa M. Compton, Gloria Dei Lutheran Church, Chatham, NJ

[i] Thank you to my friend Audrey West for her wise reflections on this passage: https://www.workingpreacher.org/commentaries/revised-common-lectionary/ordinary-28-3/commentary-on-luke-1711-19-2  Thank you also to Dennis Sanders for this commentary: https://www.christiancentury.org/article/lectionary/october-13-ordinary-28c-luke-1711-19

[ii] https://www.christiancentury.org/article/readers-write/threshold-essays-readers


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