Someone once wrote that on July 4th, 1776, the
notation in the diary of King George III of Great Britain read ‘nothing much
happened today’. July 4th of
course turned out to be a very important day in history, particularly American
history. It was the birth of our
nation. It’s always interesting to look
at events from other perspectives.
Our scripture today deals with differing
perspectives. Our text is from the book of Ezra. We don’t hear a lot about Ezra. Ezra was a priest and a scribe. He lived about
seven hundred years before Christ. During his life, Jerusalem has been conquered and the temple had been
destroyed, and the people were sent into captivity in Babylon. Two generations were born during this
exile.
Eventually, during their captivity, the Babylonian King
allowed for the rebuilding of the temple. Ezra’s job was to lead the people back to Jerusalem, and to restore the
Temple . When I say people, I am talking
about 70K to a 100K folks, so not a small group.
The book of Ezra brings to us a picture of God’s work
in the restoration of a people that had fallen into sin. Ezra gives us two perspectives of the people
involved in the restoration of the temple.
Ezra reports that once the foundation of the new
temple had been laid, ‘the people responded with a great shout when they
praised the LORD.’ This was a great
time. After living in exile for two
generations, they were going to get their temple back. But then Ezra says that while many people
shouted for joy, many of the older folks wept.
So now I am getting to my point about
perspectives. What Ezra is witnessing is
differing perspectives. There is the
perspective of the people who remembered the Temple before the
destruction. Kind of like us remembering
the old days. They remembered the old hymns
with the organ, the old prayers. They
probably remembered the old pews and where they used to sit.
But the younger folks never knew the Temple. Two generations had been born in exile. Maybe
the young folks tried to connect with the old ways. Maybe they tried to sing the old songs, but
it wasn’t the same. Maybe the older
folks tried to let go of living in the past, but it was the remembrance of the Temple
that had sustained them while they were in captivity, so the past was hard to
give up. So how did these groups come
together with a common memory? How do we
come together with a common memory?
Well first, we don’t act like King George III. We don’t assume that because things are not
happening the way that we want or we expect, that things are not happening at
all. Instead, what we can do is really
believe that God has and continues to work in our lives. This does not mean that God’s work looks the
way that we might want or expect.
I had to relearn this lesson a couple of weeks ago
when I was at annual conference. We
voted on a number of amendments to the United Methodists Constitution. Many of the amendments dealt with
inclusion. I naively thought that the
vote on these amendments would have been a slam dunk. Who would have known that I would be sitting
beside a group that also thought the vote would be a slam dunk, but in the
other direction.
Ezra could easily have reported from our Conference
that there was weeping in the midst of the shouts for joy; differing
perspectives.
The thing is, we are not the same. We have different life experiences and
goals. We hear God’s call in different
ways. What we share is a belief in God
who loves diversity, and the belief that God’s diversity is a blessing for the
world.
Ezra’s is not the only testimony in the Bible. There are many testimonies that speak to
God’s activity in our lives. There are many testimonies in this church. And as a church we continue to learn how to
navigate in the midst of diverse voices; how to include people and provide
hospitality while also being vigilant to our faith tradition. Faith is costly; faith can divide and
separate. To be at peace with God can mean being in conflict with the world.
But what greater gift can our church offer the world
right now than to be a people who know it is our call in life not to fit in, not to fit in, but to be
faithful, to keep our eyes firmly fixed on God and the promised life God
offers.
We are the people that the world is waiting for. The ones that take risks, the ones that stand
out and point the way to Christ. No one
will write about Queen Anne that nothing much happened here. We are not called to be the same. But, even in the midst of our diversity, we
are all called to bring Christ’s love to everyone we encounter.
Both diversity and unity are gifts of the Spirit. Both
are rooted in the cross, not in our ability to agree with one another. We can handle both allegiance
to the cross of Christ and allegiance to the flag of our country. And as we finish up our celebration of
the birth of our nation, let us pray that we continue to add our voices to the
diversity. That we continue to act on
behalf of the poor of the world and stand up for the downtrodden as Jesus has
taught us.
May the joy you have in Christ, and may the tears you
weep for the hurt of the world, mingle together and be heard as a daring
testimony to the God whom we know by the tears of the cross and the jubilant
joy of the resurrection. May it be
so. Amen.