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Saturday, 9 July 2016

Are we pretending to follow Jesus?

Amos 7: 7-17

Hold plumb line

This is a plumb line, have you seen one?
Used one?

Chat a bit about plumb line and use

Amos sees a vision, and in that vision the Lord is holding a plumb line to the nation of Israel.
And the result isn’t good for Israel.
Amos is a prophet, a reluctant prophet.

If you read through the book of Amos, you will hear the nations condemned. In chapter 2, the transgressions of Israel are:

 “They sell honest people for money,
and the needy are sold for the price of sandals.
They smear the poor in the dirt
and push aside those who are helpless.
My holy name is dishonoured,
because fathers and sons sleep with the same young women.
They lie down beside altars on clothes taken as security for loans.
And they drink wine in my temple,
wine bought with the money they received from fines.”

Amos 2:6-8 Contemporary English Version (CEV)
Contemporary English Version (CEV) Copyright © 1995 by American Bible Society

God will no longer overlook the failures of the people of Israel, described primarily in the book of Amos as economic oppression (Amos 2:6-7; 5:10-12; 8:4-6). [Blake Couey, Working Preacher]

I wonder what it would look like if a plumb line was held up to our nation.

Amaziah, the priest at the national temple, is annoyed at Amos, he is making things uncomfortable. So he tries to send Amos away.

I wonder which voices we try and shut down.

We live in a nation, yet often we see ourselves as individuals, especially in matters of faith. In Amos the plumb line is being held against a nation, not an individual.
As a nation, what might God make of:
  • our destruction of the earth
  • our treatment of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islanders
  • our lack of compassion for those fleeing persecution
  • our lack of regard for working conditions for those who produce our clothing and food
  • the number of people who are homeless
  • children growing up in poverty
  •  
Just as Amaziah, who stood for the status quo,
tried to shut down Amos, and
told Amos to leave,
the same happens today.

I know some will say to me:
Why should we worry about people seeking asylum, it isn’t pour problem?
Why should we recognise that aboriginal people lived here, and had their own culture, before white settlement?
Why should we increase the rate of social security payments?
I worked hard for my money, why should it go to someone who isn’t working?


Hold plumb line 

Luke 10: 25-37

We looked at this passage at the Friday evening worship time. Here is some of the work we did together.
Poster of heart
Posters: love God/love your neighbour/as you/love yourself

There are so many possibilities for discussing this passage that I will skim over a few of them.

Most people who hear this story today think of themselves as the Good Samaritan, as the one who helps. But the people who first heard this would have imagined themselves as the man lying by the side of the road.

They would understand why the Priest and Levite didn’t stop to help – touching a dead body would make them unclean and they would not be able to fulfil their duties. Also it may be a trick, the robbers may be hiding nearby and attack them.
But they would expect a good Jew to help the man.
Samaritans were the enemy, to be despised. A bit like the relationship between Israel and Palestine at present.

If you are the person who is hurting, bleeding, in pain, you don’t get any say in who helps.
It may just be that the person who comes to help you is your enemy.

…….

From Bruce Prewer:
The robbers, represent all those whose basic attitude is: Yours is mine if I can get it.
The Priest and Levite: They are self-protectors. The attitude is: Mine is my own if I can keep it. What I have I will hang on to.
The Samaritan, despised by righteous Jews. His attitude is: “Mine is yours if you need it.

….

I wonder what a modern version of this story would be like.

A man was walking down Ocean Beach Road one night, and he was mugged and bashed and dragged behind the bus shelter near Umina Mall. And a shop keeper arrives for work early in the morning, notices the man and figures he is drunk, anyway they need to get to work so they can open in time.
A person on their way to church goes past, notices the man, and doesn’t want to be late for church – not my problem, and anyway I don’t know first aid.  
An aboriginal teenager comes past, sees the man, calls for help and stays with him until the ambulance arrives.

Who is my neighbour?

The lawyer is trying to trap Jesus, then wanting to justify himself. If a neighbour was only Jewish, or only male, or only someone living next door that would make loving them easier.

The lawyer knows what he must do, but doesn’t want to do it, and really does not want to hear that the worst of worse persons, in his mind, is the good neighbour, the one who showed mercy. [Rev Mindi]

We claim to be people who follow in the way of Jesus, people who are brought to life, loved and forgiven. Yet at times it is hard to follow in the way of Jesus.
It is hard to put the interest of another ahead of our own.
It is hard to see, really see, the pain of another, and act compassionately in response to their pain.
So often following the way of Jesus, goes against the status quo. Speaking for the least and the outcast
Caring for the unloved
Accepting help from the stranger.

We can try and justify:
  • our treatment of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islanders
  • our lack of compassion for those fleeing persecution
  • our lack of regard for working conditions for those who produce our clothing and food
  • the number of people who are homeless
  • children growing up in poverty

We can try and justify and explain away the inequality, racism, poverty and violence in our heart, our community, the nation and the world.

Or we can admit our failure to live in the way of Jesus.
We can stand with the oppressed
We can feed the hungry
We can see the beauty of each person
We can live out the generous, inclusive love of Jesus.