Author
Margaret Atwood writes, “When you are in the middle of a story, it isn’t a
story at all, but only a confusion; a dark roaring, a blindness, and wreckage
of shattered glass and splintered wood; like a house in a whirlwind, or a boat
crushed by icebergs or swept away by rapids.
All on board are powerless to steer or stop the boat. Only afterwards that it becomes anything like
a story at all. When you are telling it,
to yourself or to someone else.”
Too
often we compartmentalize Scripture. (Like the rock split above) We
read a few verses on Sunday, watch as the preacher dissects and inspects the
words and phrases. Too often, as you listen,
the pastor hands the words back to us wrapped with a neat and tidy bow we can
put in our pocket as we head off for coffee and cookies and the rest of our
week.
But the
Gospels are stories. Most of us would
not open to page 65 of your favorite fiction author, read a paragraph, then
proceed to make meaning of that. Okay,
you may be the kind of person who reads the last chapter first, but we read a
book from beginning to end. That is what
I am proposing to do with the Gospels.
Each is a testimony, a witness, a way a community of faith made sense of
Jesus birth, life, death, and resurrection.
We are a storytelling, meaning making people. Chances are your conversations with your
friends are not just facts about your life.
I don’t sit down with my friends and recount only details about what I
ate or what I did. Rather, we swap
stories with each other, where one story feeds off another.
That is
what happens in Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.
Where each story begins matters.
What parts of Jesus’ life are told matters. What is repeated in each and what is unique
to each matter. There is a world we are
entering in each Gospel. This reminds me
of Willie Wonka and the Chocolate factory, where the kids go in and discover a
world at work in turning out delicious chocolate. Where each child finds him or herself in new
ways, where each child’s shadow side is explored. The same can be true in the gospels. This is a holy journey that can shape our
life, each time we open the book. And,
as Atwood says, it is only after going through the wilderness of words and
worlds created by each Gospel verse by verse that by the end, we might see the
whole journey/pathway/twists and turns with new appreciation. This is both the promise and possibility of
what you might find in each Gospel. I
pray after the last few weeks you are more than ready to being. With anticipation and God’s love to you this
day. Amen.
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