The Eleventh Sunday of Kingdomtide
August 4th, 2002
"Lessons On Brokeness"
Rev. John P. Wood

The Psalm : Psalm 17:1-7, 15

Hear a just cause, O Lord; attend to my cry; give ear to my prayer from lips free of deceit. From you let my vindication come; let your eyes see the right. If you try my heart, if you visit me by night, if you test me, you will find no wickedness in me; my mouth does not transgress. As for what others do, by the word of your lips I have avoided the ways of the violent. My steps have held fast to your paths; my feet have not slipped. I call upon you, for you will answer me, O God; incline your ear to me, hear my words. Wondrously show your steadfast love, O savior of those who seek refuge from their adversaries at your right hand. As for me, I shall behold your face in righteousness; when I awake I shall be satisfied, beholding your likeness.

The Old Testament Lesson : Genesis 32:22-31

The same night he got up and took his two wives, his two maids, and his eleven children, and crossed the ford of the Jabbok. He took them and sent them across the stream, and likewise everything that he had. Jacob was left alone; and a man wrestled with him until daybreak. When the man saw that he did not prevail against Jacob, he struck him on the hip socket; and Jacob's hip was put out of joint as he wrestled with him. Then he said, "Let me go, for the day is breaking." But Jacob said, "I will not let you go, unless you bless me." So he said to him, "What is your name?" And he said, "Jacob." Then the man said, "You shall no longer be called Jacob, but Israel, for you have striven with God and with humans, and have prevailed." Then Jacob asked him, "Please tell me your name." But he said, "Why is it that you ask my name?" And there he blessed him. So Jacob called the place Peniel, saying, "For I have seen God face to face, and yet my life is preserved." The sun rose upon him as he passed Penuel, limping because of his hip.

The Epistle Lesson: Romans 9:1-5

am speaking the truth in Christ--I am not lying; my conscience confirms it by the Holy Spirit-- I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart. For I could wish that I myself were accursed and cut off from Christ for the sake of my own people, my kindred according to the flesh. They are Israelites, and to them belong the adoption, the glory, the covenants, the giving of the law, the worship, and the promises; to them belong the patriarchs, and from them, according to the flesh, comes the Messiah, who is over all, God blessed forever. Amen.

The Gospel Lesson: Matthew 14:13-21

Now when Jesus heard this, he withdrew from there in a boat to a deserted place by himself. But when the crowds heard it, they followed him on foot from the towns. When he went ashore, he saw a great crowd; and he had compassion for them and cured their sick. When it was evening, the disciples came to him and said, "This is a deserted place, and the hour is now late; send the crowds away so that they may go into the villages and buy food for themselves." Jesus said to them, "They need not go away; you give them something to eat." They replied, "We have nothing here but five loaves and two fish." And he said, "Bring them here to me." Then he ordered the crowds to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish, he looked up to heaven, and blessed and broke the loaves, and gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the crowds. And all ate and were filled; and they took up what was left over of the broken pieces, twelve baskets full. And those who ate were about five thousand men, besides women and children.

"Lessons On Brokenness"


Our meditation today is centered on one of the best know gospel stories, the feeding of the five thousand. It is a fabulous tale, confounding human reason, and like the other "larger than life" stories about Jesus, often making the more logic bound among us skeptical about the literal truth of such scriptural accounts.

However, we are pretty quick by contrast to freely throw around the word miracle. "It's a miracle we met." "It's a miracle we got here on time." "Its a miracle he lived." In truth, most events we call miracles are really "undiscovered natural processes." Even for the well intentioned, this has been called the theology of the "God of the gaps". We attribute all of those events that we don't understand, or are ignorant of, or just find to be too wonderful for chance, to the miraculous hand of God.

The problem with that is simply that as our knowledge of circumstances grows the gaps God fills tend to shrink. God, then, gets squeezed out of our lives. In truth a real miracle is "an event not producible by the natural causes that are operative at the time and place that the event occurs." Thus real miracles are completely outside the realm of physical reality--like God becoming a human or a finite amount of bread becoming more than the sum of its parts. So, in the strictest sense of the word, it may not be a miracle that someone's cancer goes into remission because we are still fairly ignorant of the way bodies work and heal themselves. Healing is well within the realm of physical reality;…bread self replicating however is not.

In fact, "miracle" is not even a biblical word. None of the Gospel writers refer to Jesus' acts as "miracles." The Synoptic gospels don't really "call" them anything; they simply report the story. John alone calls them "signs", but isn't specific as to what they are signs of ... power? divinity? the kingdom? He leaves that open for us to consider, as if we are meant to bring the meaning to that which we find difficult to explain.

A similar point is made in the new movie "Signs" which has some wonderful dialogue between its two main characters, an Episcopalian priest who has lost his faith following the tragic death of his wife, and his younger brother who is struggling to accept the fact that he will never be the baseball super hero he had hoped to become.

So what "meaning" as people of faith are we supposed to draw from these larger than life tales?

First, we can celebrate "the gift" that most miracles grow out of desperate situations. Not all of them, of course, for many count as miracles each new dawn that greets them, and the thousand tiny blessings flowing our way during each and everyday. But many other miracles have taken root and bloomed from situations that were far beyond our control, and, in many cases, were quite frightening and discouraging.

As Matthew prepares us for the Miracle of the Feeding of the 5000, he begins by drawing our attention to Jesus' sadness. Right away he tells us that when Jesus heard that John the Baptist had been killed, he withdrew to a solitary place. This story takes place in Matthew immediately after Jesus hears about the death of John the Baptist - and it's assumed that Jesus is either in fear, disillusionment, or grief. The need to "get away", when the circumstances of life are either over or under-whelming is a common response to such desperation.

No doubt the same was true of the crowds who followed him. John the Baptist apparently attracted a large following, and was something of a folk hero to the populous. They were probably in grief as well. One of their hero's had just been taken from them. Others from the pagan decapolis had also come because they too were searching for a new answer to old problems that had haunted them, and they were hearing marvelous if not unbelievable tales about this man Jesus. So they were a mixed bag of people, with diverse motivations, just like any congregation of believers today.

Jesus responded by having compassion on the grieving masses, healing them, and giving them what we might call today a funeral reception. Perhaps it's our first lesson on a Biblical understanding of how we should deal with grief and disappointment. Instead of wallowing in self-pity, the real healing, and the real miracle, takes place when we come together in our brokeness, and share our meager resources with one another.

Just as miraculous is this "awareness of other's needs" that creeps into our individual pity parties and begins to lift us out of our sadness. Too much self-focus is always debilitating. Miracles grow as compassion is shared. Did you ever consider that? Miracles are far easier to perceive and appreciate as we open ourselves to them and others. Compassion is a wonderful vehicle through which miracles travel.

Secondly, Jesus never showered a blessing on those who would not receive or participate in it. When the disciples complain that evening has come and the crowds are hungry, Jesus replies,..."You give them something to eat." In fact, this story of the miracle of the breaking of the loaves and fish was coming from him but through them. We usually hear it referred to as the miracle of "Jesus feeding the five thousand" but, in fact, it is the disciples who feed the crowd. Verse 19 says specifically Jesus "blessed and broke the loaves, and gave them to the disciples," and then it was "the disciples who gave them to the crowds." This is a story about the empowerment of Jesus' followers to do the work of meeting needs, not simply a story about Jesus doing one more "magical" thing.

Their first response of course was much like ours would probably be: "I only have....." We behave this way a lot. We only have so much to give.... time, money, energy, talents and often patience. Most of the people in this story felt they had nothing. One person only had a little. Actually, it was more than enough, because they were all forgetting they also had Jesus. While they "looked around," he looked up and it made all the difference!

I cleaned out my refrigerator the other day. Part of that oft repeated process was pulling out leftovers that had found their way into the back crevices of the refrigerator. I found lots of what had once been delectable morsels much too tasty to toss out. Clearly at one time they could have been combined into something quite wonderful. But now…they were, well, disgusting. I won't be anymore graphic than that. I'm sure you've experienced the same.

That process repeats itself throughout our lives with all that we possess. There is an important time period, a kairos or God's time period, when it is good enough to share. Do we share it,…or do we put it away for another time only to find it changed into something no longer fit for anything?

Henri Nowen writes in "Can You Drink The Cup" about ourselves being what is "Chosen, Blessed, Broken, and Given." We are that same possession in the hands of God. It's something we have to struggle with if we are to grow in the life of faith.

In a sermon preached at the Princeton University chapel, Dr. Robert J. Owens Jr., Professor of Old Testament at General Theological Seminary, commented:

It is not wrong to wrestle, to struggle. God works in our own capacities, rarely despite them. You may get maimed. You may limp. You may have scars. Only fools and pagans think that life is won without crucifixions. But what does a limp matter, when you see God more clearly in the process? What are a few scars, what is a cross even, if you find thereby an enlarged capacity to depend on God? How great it is to limp when that marks you as one who met the living God and whose spirit has been transformed by God. How insignificant the disturbance, if it proves an opportunity for being remade. (Owens, Robert J., Jr., Wrestling with God,)

Perhaps, like Jacob, we are haunted by the past. By a sin, something we did that we can not forget. Something so great in our own perception of it that it seems as though it will always hold us back. And so we wrestle with it into the long, dark nght.

Perhaps, we wrestle with theology, with our own understanding of God and Scripture. Perhaps the faith we grew up on is no longer sufficient in some way. There are clues of this in the story of Jacob, who we first met as a young boy, but who is now approaching mid-life with a large family and a lot of second thoughts.

His view of the God of Peniel, seems like a very different viewpoint from that of Bethel some twenty-one years earlier.

Or perhaps we are haunted by a present, a threat of some kind from a real or imagined enemy, perhaps with names like midlife or grief or aging. Or with an ongoing broken relationship,…an Esau in our own lives.

In all of these wrestlings, the point is to hang on until the day dawns and the blessing comes. To be engaged, to not drop out simply because we want instant, no pain results. If it's going to take a long time or if it might wound us…why bother?At Passover, the holiday most observed by Jewish families, questioning is actually mandated. On Passover one is commanded to question. "Four questions" traditionally recited by children are written into the Passover Haggadah. But, according to the Talmud, even more important are the spontaneous questions that emerge from real curiosity, rather than mere rote., e.g. "Why in the world are we doing this?"

The Talmud itself - the corpus of law and learning at the center of Judaism as defined in the centuries following the destruction of the Second Temple - is about challenging and questioning. It is a book of questions and arguments, not answers, which can only be studied through a process of questioning. This sort of interactive study of Talmud - or the Torah, or other sacred texts - is, to some thinkers, the central religious act in Judaism.

The very word "Israel" means one of two things. The first and most common interpretation is "one who wrestles with God." The second, which may have more to do with Jacob's "limping" refers to being bound by one's own limitations. For those who have suffered severe joint pain, in an arm or hip, you know what it's like to find that one spot where if you can just hold that limb in place it won't hurt as much. Such restriction is obvious, and very unnatural, but it makes life bearable.

The choice to be "bound to God" is awkward. It is not natural. It breaks the human spirit…but it releases the Spirit of the Holy. That Spirit will always prove that there is "more than enough, more than we ever imagined, in fact there will be ample leftovers for another day.

Gandhi said, "The world has enough to satisfy every one's need, but not enough to satisfy every one's greed." All of these recent and terrible revelations about corporate greed run amok infuriate most of us I'm sure. We want all those cheating executives to pay for the greed that has cost so many a big chunk of their savings. But, even as we castigate them for their greediness, we must also realize how closely we too have "played our cards" and recognize our own unwillingness to share more of God's blessings to us with and for others. Are you willing to break that habit?

The Pastoral Prayer:

Gracious and loving God, you enabled the Psalmist to turn to you in the confident assurance that his cries and prayers would be heard and answered by you. Prayers uttered in the belief that your steadfast love would not permit despair and desolation to have the last word. We offer our prayers in that same belief, and with even greater confidence that we are heard by you, for the wonderful evidence of your love has been revealed in Jesus Christ, our Saviour, in whom we seek refuge time and time again. Through him, our burdens are lightened and our sins are forgiven. Through his sacrificial love, our lives are blessed with the gift of the Holy Spirit. For these great and glorious gifts, we offer our thanksgiving, our praise and our adoration.