An
imaginary dialogue with a troubling text.
Mark
6:1-13
First,
Jesus, you're rejected. Then you send your disciples to do the same
work. Thanks a lot, they'd say. We would. Is this what we
are to look forward to as followers of the Way?
Your
homecoming really does argue against all those songs and images
handed down to us: Come home. “Softly and tenderly Jesus is
calling ... you who are weary come home.” Home to a reception like
you got? Another home altogether might work perhaps – I guess
that's how it's mostly be dealt with – home in another world. But
here in the Bible, you are not talking about another world, a totally
separate place. You're talking about God's kingdom for real here
where we are.
You
seem to have been surprised by the home town scepticism – amazed at
their unbelief. I guess you were still learning as you go. Not so
much learning to be God's son (Mark's key point, we realise): you
knew how to do that, to show us who God is and what God is like. But
you were discovering for the first time how people react to God's way
being put into action.
Because,
no, it was not
your
failure that the healings didn't happen among the home people.
Healing, you have taught us, is a relationship.
We experience that with good nursing and good
friends.
Healing that helps make well in the physical sense and that bigger
sense of healing – restoring meaning regardless of how the body is
and will be.
God's
power, what God is like and how God-power works, that's the really
hard thing to catch on to; and
therefore what it's like to be home with God. Not the expected
security and slotting into the family dynamics in whatever role we
each might have (e.g.
the hero, the rescuer, the scapegoat, the loner, the doer, the clown,
or
the saint).
I
can feel for your family. In conventional (non-Kingdom)
terms, you were not playing your part. And you were embarrassing
them with your free spirit, your God-centredness, rather than
family-centredness which
normal people expect.
When
you went to other communities, you were welcomed as a visiting
expert. They are easy to cope with. But a local, someone dependent
on the local community, and still a local in terms of his human
genealogy: hard to see as worth listening to. We're inclined to get
stuck with our own preconceptions about who or what can bring
knowledge and really life-changing options. Not the person next to
me surely.
And
on top of that regular blindness to “prophets among us”, you were
falling foul with the powers-that-be, the powers we depend on for
living an ordinary life. You don't help us at all to get on better
in life, to access the power the world works with. And we can't
imagine doing anything, improving anything, without the standard
requirements of money and influence etc etc.
Would
I be among those you then sent out into the local community to do
exactly as you had been doing? Will I say yes?
The
Great Reversal. That's what they call your mission in this first
half of Mark's gospel. I must remember it: the Great Reversal. This
is the Kingdom Way. Upside down values, and understanding that's
upside down to the world's way. I need to remind myself that the
world's way is in fact bankrupt. Bankrupt and dealing death more
than giving life.
If
I do as you ask and go out among our own community here, travelling
light, not protecting myself from rejection, I
sense that I'll learn what you learnt:
that
God's
kind of healing – God's loving – depends on the other in a
relationship.
It
works through simply living compassionately in
interaction with others.
Slow living it's been called. Local, vulnerable living.
Your
ancestor David was a pretty good king. He was a shepherd but then as
a king he got mixed up with the powers-that-be and was as much the
wolf as the shepherd. The power of armies and taxes. Weapons of
destruction. You, son of David, got it right – at last.
The power of relationship, and the most powerful “weapon” of all
– conversation.
Jesus,
you know that God speaks through God's creation and the language used
is love. You're doing it. So, yes, you're calling us to speak that
way too.
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