I normally wouldn't do this, but as I have been reading about what some preached yesterday, I feel compelled to share my sermon from 9/11/11. Yes, I preached about forgiveness, but what I believe is a more realistic, livable form of forgiveness.
Yes, I believe it is time for us to forgive our attackers. I have heard of others who preached that if we are not able to forgive those who have hurt us, we will not be forgiven. Hear this: our forgiveness (our salvation) does not come from our actions. We are forgiven (and saved) by God's grace. We cannot earn our forgiveness, we can only accept it.
That said, we need to forgive those who attacked us, not because they deserve, or even because we want to. We were hurt, terrorized, and that has held power over us -- violence has begotten violence. It's time to let our anger go.
So without further rambling, here is the sermon I wrote for Sunday, September 11, 2011. It's not exactly what I preached but it's close. It's a little strange that I'm letting others see my sermon manuscripts (they're usually only for my eyes).
Yes, I believe it is time for us to forgive our attackers. I have heard of others who preached that if we are not able to forgive those who have hurt us, we will not be forgiven. Hear this: our forgiveness (our salvation) does not come from our actions. We are forgiven (and saved) by God's grace. We cannot earn our forgiveness, we can only accept it.
That said, we need to forgive those who attacked us, not because they deserve, or even because we want to. We were hurt, terrorized, and that has held power over us -- violence has begotten violence. It's time to let our anger go.
So without further rambling, here is the sermon I wrote for Sunday, September 11, 2011. It's not exactly what I preached but it's close. It's a little strange that I'm letting others see my sermon manuscripts (they're usually only for my eyes).
Then Peter came and said to him, "Lord, if another member of the
church sins against me, how often should I forgive? As many as seven
times?"
Prayer
When I say
the word forgiveness, what comes to mind?
Healing of a
relationship, restoration of relationship, things going back to the way they
were. Reconciliation. Forgive and forget, that’s what they say. I don’t know
about you, but I’m still not ready to forgive and forget what happened to us on
that bright sunny Tuesday morning.
When I tell
people that I think Psalm 137 is one of the most beautiful and one of my
favorite psalms, I get some strange looks.
By the
rivers of Babylon, there we say and we wept. These words were written after the
Babylonian exile, after the Israelites had returned to the promised land, and
probably before reconstruction of the new temple had begun, that’s purely
speculative on my part. By the rivers of Babylon there we sat and wept. On the
willows, we hung our harps.
How can I
sing the Lord’s song in a foreign land? The psalmist asks. How can I sing the
praises of God, when it seems to be that God is too far away? Does that sound
familiar? I don’t know if any of you caught frontline this week on PBS. They
had an amazing show about faith and doubt in 9/11. They interviews people from
many faith traditions. I was moved by an Episcopalian priest who said, I lost
my faith in the face of that evil, I lost my faith. God felt so far away, it
was like God wasn’t there anymore.
You need to
hear me as I say this, God was there. If it felt like God was absent on that
day 10 years ago, it was because God grieved with us. God hurt with us. God was
in the towers, in pentagon, in Pennsylvania. God sat with us by the rivers of
Babylon and wept with us. And I think even God would have had trouble singing
on that day.
Our psalmist
gives us words to talk about real pain, pain that is indescribable. Horrors
beyond what we can say out-loud. The psalmist has named our pain. And the thing
about pain like this, about grief like this is that it tends to become anger.
Remember o
Lord, against the edomites, on the day of Jerusalem’s fall, how they said, tear
it down, tear it down, down to her very foundations. Remember against the
edomites o lord, those who conspired with our enemies to bring about our
destruction. Remember Lord, what they did, as if God could ever forget.
Happy shall
be they who pay you back. Happy shall be they who take your children and dash
their heads against the cliffs. We want
blood. Not just the Babylonians, but the blood of anyone who had anything to do
with it, even those who celebrated.
It should
tell us something that we’re asking God to remember, to act against those who
hurt us. It says to me, that maybe God isn’t acting the way we want. God is not
bringing about the vengeance we feel we deserve in our timeline. If God is not
acting against the edomites, perhaps it’s because God is the God of the
edomites. Can it be true that one who created us also created them? Could it be
that God is big enough to love me with all my pain and anger and the hatred
that fills my heart, and sit by the rivers of Babylon and weep with me and
still love those who hurt me, too? Is God that big? Is God’s forgiveness
available for them, too?
I went to workshop
a few months ago about forgiveness. Let me tell you, there’s a lot of things
that forgiveness can mean and even more that does not mean. Forgiveness rarely
means that everything goes back to the way it was. Forgiveness does not mean
forget. It doesn’t even have to mean restoration of a relationship. I could
spend hours talking all about the different kinds of forgiveness, but there’s
one that I want to focus on today. The Hebrew word mechila is a forgiveness of
debt, where there is no reconciliation, but the one who was hurt decides that
the debt is no longer owed.
There’s not
new relationship, but the debt is simply wiped away. There’s no amount of
compensation, there’s nothing to be done that would heal the hurt we have
experienced. There’s not payment big enough, there’s no act of contrition that
will satisfy, and so we simply release it. Not for them, not for them, but for
us. Because if we cannot release it, if we stay by the rivers of Babylon,
weeping, sitting with our pain and anger and calls for vengeance, the temple
will never be rebuilt.
In all of
the destruction of 9/11, there was one church destroyed at ground zero. St.
Nicolas Greek Orthodox church. Because of the red tape we put in place to block
a mosque from being built near ground zero, we have also prevented a church
from being rebuilt. We cannot be who God calls us to be with hatred in our
hearts. And when we think it’s too much,
when we think we can’t do it, if we are even just willing to try, we will find
that God with us, has removed our harps from the willows, and is ready to lead
us in song. There’s another psalm written around the same time as 137 that may
help.
Psalm 103
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