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Based on Matthew 17:1-9 | Transfiguration Sunday
The Choir sang this stellar arrangement of of Brightest and Best for this service, at my request. So, this sermon is in part referencing the lyrics in this arrangement, and the season of Epiphany as a whole. So! This is it. THIS is the end of Epiphany. Jesus telling his besties not to say anything about what they saw. Shhhhh. It’s a secret? It feels a little opposite of epiphanic, doesn’t it? It also feels a little bit like Jesus is in “do as I say, not as I do” mode. Last week he’s telling people not to hide their light under bushel baskets, and this week he’s keeping secrets... Believe it or not, there’s a sensibility and a throughline to what we’ve been walking through since a couple Sundays after Christmas. (That’s the one where we heard about Jesus being baptized.) On that Sunday, we talked about repentance as a turning point. We noticed that Jesus himself was at a turning point toward justice. And in that moment, he received a little back pat from God: “This is my Son, with him I am well pleased.” We even remembered our own baptisms that day, getting our hands wet and blessing one another. Then, for the next two weeks, we heard two different versions of Jesus collecting his besties. One version was “Come and see.” The other was “Follow me.” We talked about the simplicity of those words, and how checking in with one another and actually listening can be an incredible way to walk in the way of Jesus. THEN we heard the Beatitudes. Not commands. Not corrections. Just recognition of what is. Blessed are you. As you are. Right now. If you were here in person at University Lutheran, you had an opportunity to listened to one another and even write beatitudes for each other. Another reminder of what walking in the way of Jesus looks and feels like. And finally, last week, we talked about Salt. And Light. About refusing to be diluted or diffused. About not losing our roots in favor of the comfort of oppressive systems. About living so rooted in who God made you to be that your you-ness becomes a living fulfillment of the law, which is to love one another as Jesus loves us. That’s the road we’ve been on. You can see how it all works together, centering us, funneling us toward becoming exactly who God made us to be, discovering our collective power within that imago-dei-ness. And now we reach another turning point: Matthew 17. Jesus climbs a mountain with three of his besties. He’s been telling them that if he sticks to this path, it’s going to cost him his life. They are not thrilled about this plot development. And then, suddenly, he is radiant. Dazzling. You’ve never seen a more fabulous queen! This is not a costume change. Not added sparkle. It is Jesus more fully revealed. So rooted in his saltiness and light, so integrated in the joys and sorrows of his humanity, that he is literally glowing. And it totally freaks out his friends. In the most human ways possible, they say, “This is amazing! Let’s commemorate it. Build tents. Freeze the moment. Institutionalize the glow.” Can you blame them? When something is that clarifying, that beautiful, that undeniable, don’t we instinctively try to hold on to it? But it also all kinda freaks them out-- and suddenly they are also on the ground, in the dust and the dirt. Hiding their faces. We've got our contradictory cloud: Bright and shadowy at the same time. And the voice: “Listen to him.” Jesus tells them not to be afraid. And then they all head back down the mountain. Simple, right? :) Some people say what happened up there is proof of Jesus’ divinity. Others suggest Moses and Elijah were there as a comforting reminder that everything would be okay, kind of like loved ones appearing to us in dreams. At the very least, Moses and Elijah do represent the law and the prophets, the fullness of Israel’s story converging in Jesus. But what I see is this: A Jesus who has been living with integrity and courage comes to another turning point. Parallel to his baptism. He chooses, again, to commit to love above all else, no matter the cost. And he gets another back pat, similar to the baptismal back pat: “This is my beloved Son. Listen to him.” Have you ever been around someone so clear about who they are and what they’re called to do that they glow? Maybe not constantly, but in moments for sure. Maybe you’ve experienced that yourself. A moment of clarity. A moment of being unencumbered and fully yourself. A moment when God felt unmistakably near and you were both entirely present and somehow transcending yourself and the moment? Those experiences orient us like stars. They help us keep moving. They also help us appreciate the beauty of blackness, of the dark, of mystery itself. A star, light of any kind, does not eliminate the shadows. If anything, it makes the surrounding mystery more noticeable. Jesus’ glow-up does the same. It reveals that being our most real, salty, light-bearing selves involves accepting joy and sorrow together. Love and loss. Radiance and grief. Another way to put it: Jesus’ glow-up, that miraculous turn and dedication to love and only love no matter what the cost is God showing us--in a visceral way-- that there is nothing we’re going to do to fully prepare ourselves or even stand in the way of joy or sorrow, AND it is within that very acceptance and vulnerability of reality that we find our greatest power, right alongside Jesus. Betrayal. Suffering. Confusion. Grief. Sadness. Joy. Laughter. Peace. All of it stays. Even God Incarnate, Jesus the Christ says yes to all of it. And the glow? The glimmer? The epiphanic illumination? That's not about escape or exception. It's a sign of confirmation.
It is also a warning.
The radiance is not the destination, though it is a nice experience along the way. So, here we are, headed into Lent. Ash Wednesday is at hand, Lent is basically here. Smudged foreheads. Honest reckonings. Practices that strip us down to what is real are all coming for us. And, though it might seem counterintuitive... We might say that those three they’re the brightest, and best— Three little stars of the mourning. Not m-o-r-n-i-n-g... but m-o-u-r-n-i-n-g. Headed down, into a new season with Jesus, figuring out how to accept what Jesus has already come to accept: the highs and the lows. There’s secrecy, because these three don’t yet understand that the glory and the power and the radiance (Jesus’ or theirs) isn’t in the mountaintop— it’s in the cross. Brightest and best are the stars in their mourning, Dances in the darkness, and strengthening might Star in the east, a horizon adorning... Hearts finding guidance to cross, and their call... ---------------- Join Us as We Enter Lent Sunday Worship During Lent: 10 am (email me for the Zoom link if you can't join in person) Holy Week Services (Palm Sunday through Easter) University Lutheran Church Palo Alto | Near Stanford University A welcoming, LGBTQ-affirming Christian community
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Pr. Samis a self-proclaimed "joy junkie" who finds energy and beauty at the intersections of ritual, creativity, and communion. When not pondering the universe and its complexities through mediums such as photography, glitter, and paint, Sam enjoys cycling, hiking, and life with her dog, Crispy. ArchivesCategories
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