Mark 13:1-8 (I Samuel 1:4-20)
November 18, 2012
When
I used to make the commute from my home south of Albany, New York to my church
just north of Albany, I memorized all of the different landmarks and billboards
and signs I would see along the way. I
knew the spot where I would have a chance to see wild turkeys. I knew the moment a glimpse of the Hudson River
would peek through the trees. And I knew
exactly when I would look up to my left and see the billboard from God.
Yes,
there was a billboard from God on my route from home to church. I’ve discovered that these billboards were
quite popular at that time, and according to my internet search this week they
still exist in different places. In case
you’ve never seen one, the billboard is completely black with white
lettering. And the messages were
clever. One said, “That Love Thy
Neighbor Thing … I Meant It. God.” Another read, “Don’t Make Me Come Down There.
God.” I believe the one that I took
notice of everyday stated, “Use My Name in Vain One More Time and I’ll Make
Rush Hour Longer. God.”
I
haven’t seen a God billboard in many years now, but I was thinking of them as I
pondered our texts for this week, especially the Mark text which speaks of the
signs of the temple’s destruction and the coming of God’s reign in to the
world, and then I saw this billboard as I was driving through Oklahoma City the
other day. It was just a plain billboard
with a star and some small lights, and it said, “Well, You Were Looking for a
Sign.” It was not signed by God, instead
it was an ad for the billboard company.
But it got my attention. And it
seemed to fit with this whole idea of wanting a sign.
How
often have I been struggling with some issue, some problem, some question, a
difficult choice and I’ve looked to God for a sign? More often than I can count. How I wish that the signs I needed would come
as neatly and easily as the billboards I read while I’m driving! Unfortunately that’s not how it works, is
it? It would be so much less stressful
if they did, and far easier to recognize them.
I could just read them as I drove along.
“Amy, You Know That Sign You’ve Been Looking For? Here It Is.
God.”
We
all know that’s not how it works, but it doesn’t stop from us from seeking
signs in one way or another. The
disciples wanted them as well. In this
very strange interlude in Mark’s text, Jesus and his disciples are leaving the
temple. A disciples points to the
building and says, “Look, Teacher, what large stones and what large buildings?
“ Jesus responds that not one of those
buildings will remain standing. Those
stones are all gonna come down.
After
these ominous words, Peter, James, John and Andrew talk to Jesus
privately. They want a sign. When will these things happen? When will all of this be accomplished? Then Jesus warns them to not be lead astray
by people coming in his name and claiming that they are the messiah. The disciples will hear of wars and rumors of
wars. “Nation will rise up against nation. There will be earthquakes. There will be famines. This is but the beginning of the birth pangs”
I
guess these could all be taken as definitive signs, but here’s the big
question. Which round of false messiahs
and wars and famines and earthquakes?
Which round of natural disasters and human calamities will signify the
end times? Because it would seem that if
these are the signs, they’ve been appearing since the beginning. If we take these as literal signs of the end
times, then it’s not too hard to look around our world and predict that the end
must be coming soon. All of these signs
are there, are they not? So if these are
the signs of God’s coming, then we should be as confused as the disciples probably
were. How do we know which earthquake is
a sign of the end times? How do we know
which war signals the end? Later on in
this same chapter Jesus tells them that even the Son does not know the exact
date and time of the end times. That’s
up to God and God alone. The final
message that he gives them is that they must remain awake.
But
what are the signs? The disciples wanted
to know what to look for. They wanted a
definitive sign. They wanted a
billboard. “Disciples, duck and
cover. This is it. God.”
They wanted a billboard. But
that’s not how it works is it? But we
keep looking for signs. There are
predictions of the end times all the time.
Apocalyptic movies have been the rage since I was a kid and they
continue to be made. Of course the big
thing that many people are looking toward is the end of the Mayan calendar. Supposedly in just a few weeks, the Mayan
calendar which has been counting down for thousands of years will come to an
end, and there are many people who believe this signifies the end of the world. One of the best responses I’ve seen to this lately
has been going around all of the social media sites in the last weeks. It says, “Keep Calm. The Mayans were just counting down to the
premier of the Hobbit Movie.” Is the
Mayan calendar a sign? Is the Hobbit
movie a sign? We want a billboard, but
the truth is, signs don’t normally come to us so concisely. And a point that was made by New Testament
scholar Karoline Lewis this week is that the word apocalypse does not have the same connotations in Greek that we
have placed on it in English. Apocalypse
is not about some cataclysmic final destruction. It is, instead, about revelation. It is about God revealed. Think about that for a moment. The apocalypse is about God revealed. It is the full and final revealing of
God.
I
realize that for some that brings to mind chaos and blood running in the
streets. But I have a hard time
reconciling those popular images with the God who became incarnate in a frail
human being. It’s hard to imagine that
vengeful smiting God as the same God who died on the cross. I just can’t quite do it. I suspect that the final and full revealing
of God is more about love than it is about calamity. I think that it’s more about us finally
understanding how completely and utterly God is with us, for us – With Us –
than it is about God wreaking havoc. I
think when it comes right down to it, that’s the real sign we all look
for. We want to know that God is with
us.
I
think that’s what Hannah needed to know.
Her story is one of my favorites in all of scripture. She is barren, and even though her husband
Elkinah loved her dearly and did not think less of her because of it, being
barren was seen as a sign of God’s absence, God’s judgment. As our text tells us it was believed that God
had closed Hannah’s womb. Even if her
rival, Penninah, would not have taunted her for her childlessness, Hannah would
still have felt the sting of being barren in a culture that equated a woman’s
worth with her ability to bear children.
It
was the time of year when Elkanah and all his household went to Shiloh to
worship and sacrifice. Hannah went to
the temple to pray. She made a promise
to God. She promised that if given a son
that child would be dedicated to the Lord.
In her distress, in her anguish, Hannah wept and prayed fervently but
silently. Eli, the priest, watched her
lips moving and thought she was
drunk. When he chastised her for it, she
explained to him her desperation, her heartbreak. Eli tells her to go in peace and that God
would answer her prayers. That must have
been the sign she was looking for. She
feels at peace. She goes back to her
family. She eats with her husband. And in due time she is due.
I
think Hannah wanted a sign. She wanted a sign that God was with her; that God
heard her. She wanted a sign that she
was not alone. I think ultimately that’s
the sign we all seek. No matter what our
prayers may be. No matter what choices
we face or decisions we must make. No
matter what our concerns. I think we
want to know that we are not alone. I
think we want God’s presence revealed to us in such a way that our doubts are
overridden.
Perhaps
what we truly want revealed to us is not dates or times or specifics, what we
want revealed to us is that we are loved.
We are cared for. We aren’t
completely and utterly alone. That’s the
sign we seek.
Whether
I’ve recognized it at the time or not, I have been shown that sign more times
than I count. I’ve seen the sign in
phone calls, e-mails, cards. I’ve seen
that sign in the kindness of strangers.
I’ve seen that sign in the eyes of children, my own and others. God’s love and presence in my life has been
revealed to me not through large billboards but in small gestures and heartfelt
expressions.
The
writer E. L. Doctorow said about his craft, “Writing is like driving at night
in the fog. You can only see as far as
your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.” It seems to me that this is a life of faith
as well. We don’t need signs that give
us the exact details of everything that will happen, we just need signs that
help us keep going, that help us keep hoping.
We don’t need a sign of what will happen at the end, we just need a sign
that reminds us that no matter what, all will be well. God will be there in the end, and even more
importantly, God is with us now. Take
that next step and trust that there will be a sign. Let all God’s children say, “Amen!”
Amen.
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