Monday, February 20, 2017

Loving Our Enemies

     We have been listening to Jesus’ Sermon on the Mount for the past several Sundays.  It is a powerful statement, beginning with the Beatitudes that lift everyone who is suffering into the firm hands of God and continuing into statements that broaden the Ten Commandments in ways that we sometimes have a hard time keeping or even understanding.  Love your enemies is a difficult thing to do particularly in these times that we are living in where this nation seems to be so divided between right and left, Republicans and Democrats.  We have groups who are for the president and those who are focused on repudiating everything that he says and does.

            But loving our enemies is a key to peace.  It leads us to Jesus’ final commandment:  be perfect as your heavenly father is perfect.  That sounds like something that is impossible for us mere mortals, but the word “perfect” means something other than what we generally use it to mean, such as when my wife cooks dinner, I always tell her that it is “perfect”, meaning that it is the best that I could ever hope for.  I believe that what our Lord means by perfect is for us all to be complete, to be moral, to be all that we can be.  That may not qualify as perfect according to our vocabulary, but it brings us closer to each other, and that is what Jesus intends. 

            Loving one another begins with listening to one another.  There are many things on which we can disagree without being enemies.  Listening to each other is how we learn, how we change our minds, how we can come to agreement in part, even if we can still disagree in whole.  I usually learn something when I have a discussion with someone about things that we see differently.  In these conflicting times, it is essential that we be open to each other and to share our opinions without rancor.  If we can do this, we will all learn and be better for it.  I also think that is the way that we can come to the kind of peace that our Lord wishes for all of us, the peace that passes understanding.

            In this time of conflict, I am particularly worried about the status of immigrants in this country.  We seem to have a great concern brewing that allowing people to cross our borders is dangerous.  In my family, both my father and mother had foreign accents in their homes as they grew up.  My dad’s father, my grandfather, came from Stoke-on-Trent in England.  He had been a carpenter in a pottery factory in that town and when they came to America, they settled in East Liverpool, Ohio because they had pottery factories in that place.  My mother’s father, my other grandfather came from Halsingborg, Sweden.  He became the superintendent of Carnegie’s steel mill in Vandergrift.  Both of these immigrants brought great talent and wisdom to this country and they are the reason that I am here. But the immigrants in my family were all white people.   Those who are black or brown, African Americans, Latinos and Arabs have a different problem.    I remember being in an airport once waiting for a flight.  A group of Muslim men went past me heading for a gate to board their plane.  I was startled by this, not because I was afraid, but because it was different.  There are currently many refugees fleeing from the chaos in Syria. They are Arab and most of them are Muslim.  Some of them are finding homes in European countries.  We have currently barred any of them from coming to this country.  I know that some of them have great talent and wisdom and could help us in many ways just as all of our former immigrants have helped us.  I would hope that our current disagreement about who can enter our country can be settled fairly quickly and that some of them can be admitted.  It would do all of us good.

            Our Lord loved us all so much that because of his way of life and his preaching, he was finally rejected and tried by the establishment, crucified and buried.  Three days later, he rose from the dead and gave to us all the promise of eternal life.  I am always awe struck by Easter.  It is the most improbable of feast days.  None of us have any proof at all of eternal life.  It is something that we accept because of our faith.  Faith is a wonderful word that expresses what we generally know without concrete proof.  One of my favorite theologians, Marcus Borg, called himself an eternal life agnostic, meaning that he didn’t know about eternal life at all.  He died earlier this year, so I am sure that his concerns have all been settled now.  That really doesn’t matter.  What our Lord has given us is the certainty that our lives will continue into eternity with our Lord and our God and with each other.  That is the best gift that I can imagine.

            While we are living our lives in this world with each other, the closest that we can come to God’s heavenly kingdom is to find ways to live in peace together.  Listening and caring is the way to do that.  Know always that God loves you.  Jesus says that God sends the rain on the evil and the good.  We are all here together and peace is the way that our God wants us to live in this world.  God’s blessing is with us as we do this.


           

           

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