Sermon. St Michael and All Angels, Little
Ilford, 30.12.18
First Sunday of Christmas 2018
Luke 22:41-52
It is worth taking a moment to realise just how strange today’s
gospel reading is. It concerns the child Jesus. The relatively old child Jesus –
once you remember that in the Jewish tradition he would become a man when he is
thirteen. And I’ve said before but it bears repeating: there are more stories
about the child Jesus in the Qur’an than there are in the New Testament. Indeed,
apart from the stories about and around Jesus’ birth, for the New Testament,
this is it. This is the singular story of the child Jesus, old enough to speak.
The story of a child showing exceptional promise, even
miraculous insight and wisdom, is anything but unique. We have heard the
example of Samuel. But it occurs again and again. The Jewish historian Josephus
even says it about himself: “when I was a child, about fourteen years of age, I
was commended by all for the love I had of learning; on which account the high
priests and principal men of the city frequently came together to me, to know my
opinion about the accurate understanding of points of the law.” So we may think
that Luke is simply filling in a gap in the accounts of Jesus he had, because
he thinks Jesus must have been an exceptional child. But there is more that is
strange about this story than the fact that it exists.
First, I think you have to decide for yourselves if it is
credible; if it makes sense. That Mary and Joseph set off without Jesus, simply
assuming he was part of the larger gathering. It doesn’t feel likely, does it?
Perhaps there was some kind of miscommunication. Perhaps Joseph checked with
Jeremiah and Jehoshaphat and they said they thought Jesus was with Miriam, and
Mary checked in with Miriam and Mirabel, and they said they thought he was with
Jeremiah. Something like that. Maybe. But then to go a whole day without checking?
There are questions here, which abide.
Second, notice the exchange:
Mary: “Look, your father and I have been
searching for you in great anxiety."
Jesus: "Why were you searching for me?"
Jesus: "Why were you searching for me?"
It sounds (does it not?) that Mary is angry, or at least frazzled
and distressed. And it sounds (does it not?) that Jesus does not get it. I had
thought that the point was Jesus was precocious, just absorbed by his own genius.
But someone in a congregation one time, who’d spent her whole adult life
teaching children, said: “No, Patrick, that is just how young boys are. They
can only think that everyone thinks as they do. So when they do what they do,
what can possibly be the problem?” Again, you must decide.
But actually something here is very strange. While the point
we are supposed to take away from this story is that already as a child Jesus
was wise, and was the equal of the wisest elders, within that story, what he hear
is Jesus actually not understanding his own parents. Not understanding, or – I feel
I have to say it – not caring. And this fits in with something I was saying in
an earlier sermon. That as a human being, Jesus had to learn how to love, from
those around him, and especially from his parents, and especially from Mary.
Here, we might say, we see that in action. Jesus had to learn what it means to
sympathise, to empathise with his parents, who, he had to learn, thought about
things differently from him.
There is another thing that is maybe a little strange, but it
doesn’t come out in the English translation. What Jesus, in the Greek, goes on
to say is: “it is necessary for me to be in the - of my Father” [en tois tou patros mou dei einai me].
That actually does make sense in Greek, because a Greek hearer would understand
that they have to supply something that is missing. And indeed “it is necessary
for me to be in the House of my Father” is a perfectly good interpretation. But,
as other translations note, it might also be “it is necessary for me to be
about my Father’s affairs”. Something like that. It means that we cannot be
quite sure what it is that seemed simply and naturally necessary for the child
Jesus.
Finally, there is something that we may think of as strange,
but may not be. Notice how important the Temple is to Jesus. Notice how he
feels at home there. Notice how the Temple is working, is functioning well, as
a religious place, a place of wisdom. A place where people gather to look to Gd
and Gd’s communication. We tend to think that Jesus was against the Temple,
because we focus on the story of the cleansing of the Temple later on [Lk
19.45-48 & pll]. But here it is not true. Jesus is drawn to the Temple, and
(depending on our translation) sees it as his Father’s House. And, actually, Luke
is more positive about the Temple and Jerusalem than he is negative. It is a
reminder that it is untrue that Jesus was simply against the Judaism of his
day, though - frankly like all Jews throughout time - he could be critical of
this or that element.
All of these strangenesses aside, today’s core message is clear:
Jesus grew up well. He had remarkable wisdom even as a child. Others were amazed
by it. But, all that said, he did need to grow up. He did need to learn, like
every other child, what it is to think of others and others’ concerns. In these
days of Christmastide, away from the drama of the story of the birth itself,
when things are calmer, perhaps we can take a moment, even now, to be thankful,
to give gentle thanks, that he did grow up, that his parents loved him, that he
learned to love, that he grew in wisdom. And so he can give us all good things.
Amen.
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