Dear Family in Faith,
For a few weeks, the
picture in the upper right corner was in one of the windows in our chapel where
Jesus’ baptism is depicted. For the last
couple of weeks, it’s been a picture of the window that depicts Jesus calling
the first disciples. We believe our call
as Christians is related to both—that our “calling” as faithful believers and
disciples is both a part of our baptismal vows, and part of Jesus’ invitation to
us “to follow.” And when I come to these
stories now, I’m visually reminded of my opportunity to be physically present
on the shore of the Sea of Galilee.
I snapped the photo is that two of the persons in the boat
were fourth generation fishermen on the Sea of Galilee, and the other two
persons were two individuals from our traveling group, who managed to talk
their way onto the fishing trip by offering the fishermen money. I remember this, because at a distance of
nearly 400 yards (give or take) you could clearly hear their voices talking. And because the fishermen were doing most of
the talking in middle eastern accents, the people with me on the shore had no
idea some of our group were on the boat, which meant we paid no mind to the
conversation. But even at that distance,
it was like they had microphones!
One of the mysteries of
visiting the Sea of Galilee is still trying to imagine what the ancient
shoreline was like when Jesus was there in the flesh. One of the places that nearly all tourists
visit is where the Sermon on the Mount is said to have taken place—on the top
of a hill. But when you visit there, you
discover none of the acoustics “work.” If
Jesus is “on the mount” speaking “down” to the shore—as people tell you at the
site—people down below can’t really hear past a few feet. But if Jesus were “on the shore” speaking to
people who were “on the hillside”—whoa!
It’s like the speaker is amplified!
It’s one of those
things that what it says in Matthew’s version of the story (Sermon on the
Mount) can’t be true at the same time as what is said in Luke’s version (Sermon
on the Plain). It’s one of those things
that if you ever get the chance to have the experience, Jesus speaking from a
boat, a few feet out on the water, makes a lot more sense if he were teaching
or preaching to a crowd of people.
Whereas Jesus on the mountain? Matthew’s
making more of a theological point in the way he is telling it. That’s not the important part about this
story, though.
I don’t know what the
voice of God actually sounds like to my ear.
I listen. But for me, often,
God’s way of speaking isn’t the voice out of a cloud, or even on the
shoreline. For me, the experience is a
feeling—a kind of shudder, a warm sense of calm, a prickly feeling on the back
of my head, moments in which I know I should be paying attention. My father related to me a story this week
about his having clearly heard the voice of God speaking to him one day. Audible.
In his ear. My dad’s own hearing
of it. He wasn’t on the Sea of Galilee
when he heard it. And there was no such
voice when I was walking in Galilee, either.
We talk about listening for and answering God’s call to us—though I
don’t imagine it’s always everyone’s experience of an actual, physical, audible
voice.
Last Sunday, I heard
the call and claim of God’s voice as a colleague answered the vows of
ordination and installation in an installation service conducted by the
Presbytery. The same kind of service
that we will celebrate as we ordain and install newly elected officers for FPC
in El Dorado. The voice of God calling,
and being answered, or responded to hopefully in faithfulness and with joy—through
the “voice” of the congregation’s election of them. Those vows, an echo of our baptismal vows, of
professing our faith, of being welcomed into the household of God and given a
purpose.
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