Proper 25-A; October
23, 2011
Deuteronomy 34:1-12; Psalm 90
1
Thessalonians 2:1-8; Matthew
22:34-46
We baby boomers – born between 1946 and 1964 – are used to
seeing ourselves at the center of the universe – well, of the marketing
universe that caters to our desires. We are the great bulge, moving from
babyhood to elementary school to fast times at Ridgemont High. We went to
college in a tie-dyed, denim-clad group, entered the workforce in our Oxford
button-downs at the same time – and are now, in our relaxed khakis and comfy
sweaters, entering our 60s. We read a passage like this one, from Deuteronomy,
with new eyes – eyes perhaps not as clear as those of Moses:
Moses was one hundred twenty years old when he died; his
sight was unimpaired and his vigor was not abated.
That sounds good to me. I’m not even half-way there!
Moses is astounding, not only for his long-lived clarity of
vision, but for his single-mindedness. Once he took on God’s plan to move the
people of Israel out of Egypt and to the Promised Land, that was all he did. His
eyes were on the prize, and he kept going, despite all the setbacks that
whining people and wilderness roads put in his path.
Commendable as that is, the culture we live in seems to pull
us in another direction – or rather, far too many directions at once. Have you
seen that commercial about the man who has forgotten that it’s his wedding
anniversary? His wife calls up, while he is focused on some project at his
desk, and all of a sudden, through the magic of this particular cell phone, he
can simultaneously reassure his wife that he has NOT forgotten their date, make
a reservation at their favorite restaurant and have flowers delivered at their
home, all at the same time. But we don’t see this couple at dinner. Is the
husband frantically finishing his work project from the restaurant table,
texting while his wife is looking at the menu, e-mailing a document while she
goes to the ladies room, pretending to calculate the tip while he is really
tweaking a spreadsheet?
I’m enough of a baby boomer to be shocked! shocked! that
college students aren’t necessarily taking notes on their laptops connected to
the internet in their lecture halls – but also to agree that it is kind of
handy just to send that one more text from my phone while I am sitting at a red
light on Genesee Street. Sitting in the driver’s seat, of course.
Multi-tasking and its discontents are in the air we breathe.
Today’s gospel is for us:
When the Pharisees heard that Jesus had silenced the Sadducees,
they gathered together, and one of them, a lawyer, asked him a question to test
him. "Teacher, which commandment in the law is the greatest?"
That question cuts through all the noise, doesn’t it? In the
face of all that is around us, Teacher, all the confusion and crashing that
affects even us little people here, what does God want us to do?
The Gospels present us with the picture of a changing world.
The old understanding of faith in God – follow all the many laws, listen to the
authorities like scribes and Pharisees – the ones who symbolically sat in
Moses’ seat – is being challenged by this one particular teacher, this Jesus,
who seems to embody in his person all the hope and good news and promise of
God, the God who has been made known through the law and the prophets. Whom do
we follow? We can hear the concern in the voices of the people: if we follow
Jesus, do we have to abandon everything we have known about God up to now?
From the midst of all these questions and confusions and
options and interpretations, Jesus breaks through with remarkable simplicity:
"`You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart,
and with all your soul, and with all your mind.' This is the greatest and first
commandment. And a second is like it: `You shall love your neighbor as
yourself.' On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets."
What Jesus is saying is, Keep your faith where it has always
been: with God. As he spars with those religious leaders trying to entrap him
into making some big mistake, he makes it clear that his faith is with God, and
with the essentials that God has always, always, always been trying to get
across to us. This is the big thing that everything hangs from. This is the
start, the first, the banner headline screaming across the top of the
newspaper: Love God. Love your neighbor as yourself. Everything starts with
this. Anything else is distraction, multi-tasking with no result, mere
interruptions that take us away from giving ourselves fully to the God who
loves us and wants us to love back, and wants us to love all these other people
whom God loves, too. In this ever-widening circle of care and concern lies our
treasure, our heart, our true home.
Yesterday, when we were raking the yard and cleaning up the
building, we found this: a robin’s nest, a work that took extraordinary focus,
determination and clarity of purpose. It is an astounding creation, hard as
concrete yet light as a feather. The bird knows just what nest works for those
eggs and those babies. All the grass and twigs and paper and I don’t even know
what in the world comes down to just this one, perfect nest.
Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all
your soul, and with all your mind. You, too, can learn the art of
single-tasking.