Gospel: Luke 7:1-10
Grace and Peace to you from God our Creator, and from our Lord and Savior, Jesus the Christ, Amen
Humility is something Minnesotans are usually known for. And we’re proud of it. Think about that for a second there. We’re proud of our humility. We even have a word for it we’re so proud. It’s called being, “Minnesota-nice”. Here in Minnesota, and the upper Midwest in general, we get angry at someone’s boasting. They’re not being humble enough.
Between humility and confidence… we have to find the right balance, or we throw people off. I was definitely put off by the lack of humility found in California when I lived out there. Uffda. Everybody’s somebody out there, and they’ll let you know about it too. No thank you.
Some folks from outside of Minnesota, think of this concept of the Minnesota humility… fake.
And so, a humble Roman centurion who commands armies and owns a slave, humbles himself and asks for the help of Jesus to heal his slave. Knowing the power that both men possess. Jesus, who humbled himself in the form of a slave, healed a slave.
I think, that right there, is where the true humility comes in. I’ve referenced it in a couple other sermons, and I’m going to again, but Paul’s Hymn to Christ in Philippians really cements this idea of Jesus’ humility. Between healing the slave, lepers, and everyone else - feeding the hungry with tiny scraps of food, causing the blind to see and the deaf to hear… Jesus got down in the muck, the darkness of life’s realities, and lived out the promise of the Messiah with the fringes of society.
Jesus displayed the ultimate acts of humility by being as powerful as he was, for fruitful endeavors. Even when wandering through the desert for 40 days and nights, Jesus was tempted to use his powers for other reasons, but humbled himself to use them for other people. Above selfish gain.
The Messiah, who was expected to be a war hero, a powerful leader to rid the people of Roman oppression, humbles himself in the request of a Roman leader, and heals the leader’s slave.
So, beyond humility, this story is also about healing. How Jesus healed the undeserved. Healed the sick, fed the hungry, advocated for the poor. The need for healing in this world is a constant one, and there are professionals that help in this task. Sometimes healing comes in different forms, where health looks different than what we would originally assume. Heaing is tricky that way. When you stub your toe, nothing really needs to be healed, hopefully… the pain will dissipate slowly. If you skin your knee, a bandage covering the wound will allow your own body to heal the wound in a few days. Break a leg, the medical professionals will set the pieces back together and wrap a cast around it, and again, your body will heal itself with the assistance of the cast around your leg. Healing, while aided by medical professionals, is mostly done by our own bodies. But when the injury is major - a heart attack, stroke, major burns and large wounds… Or when it’s a disease like cancer or AIDS… When healing… takes on a different form. Or even mental health, when healing includes treatment plans and counseling and therapy and… health and healing is a complicated ordeal.
Jesus healed folks. Cured folks. Walked with them, lived among them, and ate meals with them.
What if healing is more than just cut and dry, but something intangible? What if we are humbled by the wonder and complicated nature of healing? For some, healing may indeed be cut and dry, as simple as putting a bandage on a wound. For others, healing may involve years and years of rest, therapy, and knowing that whatever ails you, will be with you for the rest of your life? Healing for some, isn’t a cessation of ailment, but a living with, dealing with, and acknowledging it’s gonna be there. Healing is knowing that the stuff you suffer from, will be there… but there’s nothing you can do about it, and rather than dwelling on it, you live the rest of your life to the fullest. For some, that’s the healthy thing to do.
And then again, there are some that when things turn for the worst, the end itself… is a healing notion. That after a long hard battle with cancer or other terminal illness… the ending of pain that only the end can bring… That only the warm embrace of our loving Lord can offer… Then healing looks a little different. To stand in a room with people that all know that there is nothing else to do but wait for the Lord… now that’s a humbling experience.
It was my first day of my chaplaincy at Unity Hospital in Fridley… and a man was dying of pancreatic cancer, and I was called in to offer a word of prayer, to ask God to welcome him home. He had a full life right up until the end, and learning very quickly the seriousness of what caregivers are called to do… I was called in to offer to pray for his journey home, and pray I did, and the whole time, this man was looking at me, but I think, he was really looking through me. The words I said, didn’t really matter. This man was about to die, and he probably couldn’t hear me or understand me. It was a humbling, holy moment - one I’ll never forget.
All the doctors in all the world all put off the inevitable. Human beings are the only creatures on the planet that are aware of their own mortality. In all of the medical and scientific breakthroughs, we’ve certainly extended life spans, but the end result is always the same.
And yet… we as Christians know that death is not the end. We know that there was a man who humbled himself in the form of a slave, healed slaves, fed the hungry, and walked, talked, preached, and lived among the people… and then died on a hill, to save us all from ourselves. Jesus the Christ died and rose again to save us all from our broken humanity, from death’s sting, through the unwinnable, unshakable Grace of God. For it is this Grace, Love and Mercy that we all freely receive, and are freely bestowed… so that we may go out into the world and freely bestow the same Grace, Love and Mercy to all we see. For while we will all be called home one day; we have a calling in this place to serve God’s creation. So that all may live with the peace and overflowing love we have in Christ.
I said earlier that there is a fine line between humility and confidence. We as Christians have confidence in Christ’s death and resurrection and the salvation of all. We have the confidence to live out that good news, that Gospel. We have the confidence that we are called by God to live out our service to God and God’s creation… and yet… we also have the humility to know that all of this isn’t up to us. We know that all of our good works, all of our preaching, teaching, loving, serving, living, dying… is through the grace, the love, and the mercy of God. We have to keep in mind this balance of humility and confidence. Too much humility, and we keep the bible on the shelves, live out our days not talking to anyone, not helping anyone in the name of Christ… Too much confidence, and we think we can do all of this ourselves. That the work we do has been preordained by God and we can go conquer the world in the name of Christ.
There is a balance there, and we have to hold on to it. Knowing that humility is what keeps us grounded, and confidence is what gives us strength and lets us go places.
And now, here we are. Tomorrow is Memorial Day. A day when the nation remembers the fallen members of the military, for their humble sacrifice to their country. A time when the people of this nation mourn their beloved service members, and hope for a day when they all come home. Not only is tomorrow a time to remember their humble service, but a time for the nation to heal from past wars. Friday was the first time a sitting President of the United States visited Hiroshima, one of the cities where atomic bombs were dropped over 70 years ago.
Healing comes in many forms, including that of bonds between once-warring countries. The feelings of loss we feel from a loved one’s passing are feelings that can be healed, in time. With God as our immortal comforter and healer, we humble ourselves, knowing that God is in control. God’s got this.
Amen
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