Luke 18:9-14
October 27, 2019
“There
but for the grace of God go I.”
I
find myself using this expression a lot. I say it to myself when I see someone
selling The Contributor on a street corner in Nashville ,
or when I see a person on the side of the road with a duffle bag and holding up
a sign asking for food or money or anything that can be spared.
“There
but for the grace of God go I.”
The
first time I ever heard that phrase was when I was about 11 or 12 years old. It
was my first trip to California ,
and my mom and I had gone out for a family wedding. During our visit, my
mother, my aunts, my cousins and I were eating pie in a pie shop when a woman
came in would now be considered morbidly obese. She was noticed. Every person I
was sitting at table with that day understood the painful and constant struggle
with weight. I was only in 8th grade, but I was well on my way to
understanding that struggle as well. I think that the empathy felt by my family
members was real and sincere. But as we sat there, eating our desserts, shaking
our heads with sadness and sympathy for her plight, one of my aunts said,
“There but for the
grace of God go I.”
I have to be
honest, I liked that expression the minute I heard it. I thought those words
expressed care and concern for the recipient of the sentiment, while also
reminding the person saying it that there were people far worse off. It seemed
like the perfect way to put myself into the proverbial shoes of another.
Whenever I see someone in a bad way, I think,
“That could be me,
but it’s not. There but for the grace of God go I.”
I would probably
continue to use this expression, had I not referred to some biblical
commentators who pointed out that saying those familiar words is just a nicer
sounding way of expressing what the Pharisee expresses in his prayer.
“Thank you God
that I am not a sinner like that tax collector over there.”
What would you
think if I were to stand in the pulpit and call us to prayer saying,
“Dear God, thank
you. Thank you that we are not like the losers outside of these doors. Thank
you that we are not like the people who don’t go to church at all or sleep in
on Sundays, or read the paper or stare at their phones more than they read your
holy Word. Thank you that we know how important it is to be here. Thank you
that we know how right it is to be in your house rather than at brunch
somewhere.” Thank you, God that we are not like them.”
If I prayed that
prayer, you would be appalled, and well you should. But think about what I
could get away with if I stood here and prayed, “There, but for the grace of
God go I.”
You see the
problem with this kind of prayer, however I might express it, is that I pray
not out of humility but out of self-righteousness. That is what Jesus is
getting at in this parable that he tells, isn’t he? He tells it in response to
people who exalt themselves and look at others with contempt. Right from the
start then, we know that do not want to be like the Pharisee. We hear how his
words ring with false piety.
“Thank you God
that I am not like bad people all around me. Thank you that I am not a thief or
a cheat. Look at me, God. I am so good. I do all the right things. I keep the
Law; in fact I go above and beyond what I am required to do to keep the Law.
Yay me!”
No, we want to be
like the tax collector who beats his chest and simply prays,
“God, I am a
sinner. I am a sinner and I know it. Have mercy on me. I am a sinner.”
Forget the
Pharisee. The truth is, I know I am so much more like the tax collector. I know
I am a sinner and I am not afraid to admit it. I know that I need to turn to
God for grace and mercy. I am definitely not self-righteous like that Pharisee.
I know I could be like the Pharisee, but thankfully I’m not! There but for the grace
of God go I.
Oh. No.
Preacher and
scholar David Lose, describes this parable as being so clear and to the point
that we miss the trap that it sets for us. None of us want to be like the
self-righteous Pharisee, proclaiming his goodness and his faithfulness. We want
to be like the tax collector; willing to admit our sinfulness, asking only that
God have mercy on us. As Jesus says, the exalted will be humbled and the
humbled will be exalted. I want to be one of the humbled that gets exalted in
the great reversal emphasized again and again in Luke’s gospel.
But here is the
reality that we often miss. It is just as easy to be self-righteous in our
sinfulness as it is in our goodness.
I am a sinner and
I know it! But thank you, God, that I am not like them, those other sinners who
don’t know it. They are so smug and self-righteous. But I am not like them.
There but for the grace of God go I.
Kind of puts a
different slant on it, doesn’t it? Either person we choose to identify with –
the Pharisee or the tax collector – means that we can fall into the trap of
self-righteousness. We are just so grateful that we are not like them.
But I think in
trying to be or trying to not be like either one of these characters is
actually us missing the point. Maybe the
real point of this parable is that it isn’t about the Pharisee or the tax
collector. It’s not about them, and it isn’t about us. It isn’t about us at
all. That’s where we run into trouble. We think that it is about us, but it’s
not. It’s not about us being good or about us being sinful. The real subject of
this parable is God. It is about what God does, how God acts in the world, the
mercy God shows to all of God’s children, the exalting or the humbling at God’s
hand. It is about God.
Isn’t that at the
heart of the Reformation? Today is Reformation Sunday; the day when
denominations still willing to claim Martin Luther and John Calvin and so many
others as our spiritual ancestors remember how we as Reformed Christians came
to be.
What do we know
about Martin Luther? While traveling he was caught in a terrible storm, and he
promised God that if he survived he would dedicate his life to God. He did and
he did. Luther became a monk. He was called upon to teach and to preach, to
preside over the sacraments. Yet he felt so completely unworthy that he
tortured himself over his salvation. There was nothing he could do to earn it.
He could never be good enough to merit salvation or justification by God. He
was conflicted, to say the least, and he began to see the Church with new eyes.
He traveled to Rome , the great holy
city, and there he saw firsthand how the indulgences that the church sold
exploited the poor and the powerless. Buying an indulgence meant that you
brought a loved one a few more steps out of purgatory and a little closer to
eternal life in heaven. It was when Luther began to study the book of Romans
that he realized it was not about him. It was not about what he could or could
not do. It was not about his own self-righteousness. It was about God.
John Calvin,
although he came to his own conversion and covenant with God differently from
Luther, also realized that every aspect of our lives should give honor to God.
God was the subject of every aspect of our lives. God was the author of every part
of our lives. We had no choice but to put God first. When he answered the call
to go to Geneva and lead the people
there that was Calvin’s intent. Geneva
would be a truly reformed city. It would be the city that understood that
everything is about God. The first time Calvin tried this it didn’t go so well.
He was run out of the city on a rail. But the second time went much better than
the first. I guess it may have taken the people of Geneva
a while to understand that it wasn’t about them either.
I’m not making the
claim that these two men or any of the other reformers, and there were many,
were perfect. In spite of their best intentions, they still fell into the trap
of thinking it was about them. I suspect they still prayed the prayer of the
Pharisee: thank you God that we are not like them. But what the reformers
recognized was that it was not just individuals who forgot that the subject was
God, the Church had forgotten that as well. The Church had forgotten that, and
it is still forgetting; just like the Pharisee, just like us.
While we talk
about the Reformation as an historical event, it seems to me that what being a
church in the reformed tradition really means is that we understand that we are
never done with reforming or being reformed. That is our motto, “Reformed,
always reforming.” We are never done with the need for reformation, because it
is just so easy to make everything about us. But it isn’t about us. It is about
God.
It is about God: a
Creator who pulled and pulls good out of bad, life out of chaos. It is about
God; not just some far off being who watches us from a detached position
somewhere out there. It is about God who loves, who became incarnate, who
became one of us to make manifest that Love. The Love of God had flesh and
bone, eyes, hand and heart. It is about God who is still with us, showing up in
unlikely places and in unlikely people, blowing new life into what we think is
dead. It is about God who is in every act of kindness, mercy, grace,
forgiveness. It is about God who calls us to be the body of Christ in the
world; to be the hands and feet and heart in a world that is so broken because
we keep forgetting it isn’t about us. It is about God. It is about God. It is
about God. May we be truly humbled in our knowledge of that glorious, wonderful,
amazing good news! It is about God.
Let all of God’s
children say, “Alleluia!” Amen.
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