February 23, 2020 Matthew 17:1-9 Exodus 24:12-18 2 Peter 1:16-21
Our family enjoys
going camping almost every summer. We
have to be thinking ahead to be sure to get a reservation. I have my camping checklist that we use and
perfect every year. We try to spend
about 4 nights. If we’re going to go
through all the trouble to pack and travel and prepare, we might as well stay a
few nights, but I find 5 is too many for me.
We car camp. We pack our Subaru
to the top and put the car carrier up top and fill it too. We like our luxuries—our air mattress, our
cheese grater, you get the idea. Although
our tent belonged to my husband’s family when he was a kid. It is patched and we always bring a tarp,
because it is bound to leak. First
thing, when we pull into our camping spot, we find a place without rocks or
roots and get out the tent and start pounding the tent stakes in.
Peter and James
are having a surprise trip, this Sunday to the top of the mountain. By mountain they don’t mean Mt. Rainier. It’s more like a tall hill or butte—something
that a team of 4 can climb in a half a day.
They aren’t as prepared as I like to be.
I’m not that fond of surprises, especially during vacation. For example, when my husband tried to plan a
surprise getaway for our 20th wedding anniversary, I pestered him
with questions to the point that he gave away the secret in complete
disgust. I still rave about our
“surprise” anniversary trip—to Crater Lake in Oregon—a place I had never been
before. That’s exactly the amount of
surprise I like on vacation, good or bad.
So they are following
Jesus. Maybe they were proud to be
picked out of the group of 12—just them.
Maybe the other disciples were jealous or maybe glad they didn’t have to
climb that steep hill for hours on end. Then,
suddenly, Jesus’ appearance changed. The
Bible says Jesus was transfigured. It is
the same word for metamorphosis. He was
different. But I wonder, was he always
like that, but suddenly the disciples could see it? Maybe it was the thin mountain air, or being
closer to the sun. I like to try to
explain things. Thousands of years
before, another man had been transfigured on his trip on a mountain. For him, it was proximity with God that made
his face glow. Of course, we’re talking
about Moses. Remember I mentioned in
January that Matthew has a fixation with trying to tie Jesus’ story in with the
Moses story? Here is another
alignment. The two have glowing faces on
a mountain.
Then Moses and
Elijah appear! Jesus is conversing with
them. He is communicating with
them. They seem to be friends—well acquainted. This conversation assumes agreement,
approval. Jesus has the ear of Moses,
who gave the law, and Elijah, the prophet who spoke God’s truths when people
were going astray. Or maybe Moses and
Elijah have Jesus’ ear. There is
continuity between the past and the present.
This story is all one story of God’s people.
Peter, as usual,
is befuddled. He starts
interrupting. He’s got a brilliant
idea. He’s going to set up some tents. He’s going to start pounding in those tent
stakes. He’s found a good place for them
to stop and stay and camp.
I can totally
relate to Peter. When I find something
good, I want to stay for a while. I am
currently looking for those favorite restaurants and friends and situations
that make me feel comfortable and good.
I will find those people and places and I will start pounding in the
tent stakes, because I want to stay.
Churches pound in
tent stakes, too. We find ministries
that seem to work, and we pound in the tent stakes. We find songs we like and we pound in the
tent stakes. We find our people and we
pound in the tent stakes. We find our
favorite seat and we pound in the tent stakes.
We find what we’re good at and we mark out our territory and we pound in
the tent stakes. Then we stay put.
Peter’s plans were
not God’s plans, however. Peter wanted
to define Jesus and Moses and Elijah and their ministry going forward. He wanted to stay where it was amazing and
safe and it seemed there was a lot of approval and Jesus was glowing and
powerful. Peter probably felt powerful,
too, as shown by his enthusiasm and bright ideas for tents.
Instead, God’s powerful
voice thunders around them, “This is my Son, the Beloved; with him I am well
pleased; listen to him!” These are the
words spoken at Jesus’ baptism. They are
bookend statements at the beginning of Jesus’ ministry and now as we head into
Lent, and as Jesus heads down the mountain and to Jerusalem and the cross. Jesus is not someone to be kept on a mountain
in a tent. This is God’s Son—bigger than
Peter’s happiness, unable to be contained.
This is God’s beloved—words that Jesus and the Disciples are going to
need, words they are going to doubt as Jesus is betrayed and arrested and
killed. How many times as the Pharisees
try to trap him, as people argue about who he is, as he predicts his death, as
he suffers on the cross, do they think back to this moment and wonder how he
got from here to there? How many times
do they rely on this vision to give them strength? How many times do they compare their fear of
the religious and political authorities to their fear at hearing this voice
that is telling the truth about who Jesus is on the mountaintop? How many times
do they wonder if they imagined this mountaintop moment, if it was just a
dream? Peter had been feeling powerful,
next to the transfigured Christ. Now he
feels powerless and falls on his face at the powerful voice of God.
God tells Peter
and us, to listen to Jesus. If we do, we
put aside our own wishes and dreams of who Jesus might be. We put aside our expectations that he will
destroy all our enemies. We put aside
our ideas of Jesus as the one who is going to ensure our material success. We put aside the Jesus who lets us pound in
our tent stakes and stay on the mountain away from all our troubles. We put aside the Jesus who lets us stay in
our comfortable ministries and comfortable church building.
And Jesus
understands our fears at the prospect of heading back down that mountain. He goes to Peter and touches him. It is a very comforting touch. This touch tells him that Jesus is with
him. It grounds them in reality. More than the vision and the words, I bet
Peter takes that comforting touch of Jesus with him as they descend the
mountain. We, too, receive the touch of
Jesus, when we shake each other’s hands at the sharing of the peace, and when
we receive his body and blood in Holy Communion. Touch is so important. Before we can see very well, we have the
sensation of touch. When people are
dying, they may not hear or see or taste so well, but the touch of a hand can
be comforting. Touch is important all
our lives long. To back up this touch,
Jesus uses a phrase used often in the scriptures, “Do not be afraid.” With his words and touch, he’s communicating
that there is nothing to fear. Peter is
not alone. We are not alone. Jesus is with us, we don’t have anything to
fear.
The other thing
Jesus says is, “Get up.” Another way to
say this is, “Be raised. Be resurrected.”
Peter and James and John will never be the same after this encounter
with God and this vision of Jesus as he really is. They have fallen on their faces in fear. Now they are invited to be resurrected. They are invited to live a resurrection
life. Life is different now that they
see how things really are. That doesn’t
mean life will be easy. They go down to
the foot of the mountain and immediately the other disciples are upset because
they haven’t been able to heal anyone, but some strangers have been able to
provide healing. Jesus is annoyed. As they head to Jerusalem, they will be
questioned. They will question each
other. Lazarus is about to die and Jesus
will be called a failure for not showing up in time. Life is going to get harder and harder, leading
to the crucifixion of the one they hoped would save them and their people. Life is different after the
transfiguration. They are living the
resurrection life. But it is so
disorienting that the forces that defy God are gathering strength, it
seems. They haven’t slowed down one bit.
Now Jesus and the disciples
head down the mountain. Maybe it feels
like a let down. They hoped to
stay. Now they are moving on. They will go out healing. They will go about sharing the good
news. And Jesus tells them they can’t
even brag to their brothers that they had this amazing experience. I really feel for these guys.
Yet, we are them
and they are us. We have our mountaintop
experiences. Sometimes we feel so
inspired. We feel so happy. We feel God is so close. But we have to keep moving. We can’t stay in that safe happy place. We’ve got life to live and lessons to learn
from making mistakes, darn it all anyway.
God will put people in our path that annoy and challenge us to grow. We’ve got our own crosses to bear. The side trip may give us strength. We can call on our memories, on the energy we
got from that experience when we are groping around in the dark. But the journey continues. The good news is that Jesus goes with us, or
we go with him. God’s beloved is right
here. We know the truth about him. We’ve seen his glory. We have that truth to hold on to no matter
what life brings. We are invited now
into the resurrected life, changed life, life with purpose and meaning and
direction. Our purpose is to help others
know they are God’s beloved. The meaning
is to live a life of love for God and each other and especially God’s little
ones. Our direction is toward the cross,
though the path is difficult. And we
follow, even to our deaths. But that is
not the end of the story. Jesus
transfigured is him in his glory, beloved of God, close to God, beautiful and
bright, shining a light that reveals everything for what it is. We will see him in all his glory. We will hear God’s voice communicating what
we need to know. We will feel Jesus’
hand on us in comfort. We will taste and
smell the feast he shares with all people.
And we will know true, unending love and joy in God’s presence.
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