Matthew
21:1-11, 27:11-54
Palms and Passion all in one service -
it’s quite a mash up. We started this morning in joy waving our palms,
celebrating Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem. Minutes later in our world -
in Jesus’ it was a week later, still that’s not a lot of time - Jesus is
arrested, tortured, crucified, dead. And here we are left in the wake of that
darkness. What do we do with that? What a swing in emotional tone. How do we
hold both of these realities - the joy and the sorrow - at the same time on
this day, and really in our lives?
As I’ve pondered that, I’ve been drawn to
a particular word that Matthew’s gospel uses to sum up Jerusalem’s response to
Jesus’ arrival. Turmoil. “When [Jesus] entered Jerusalem,” we heard, “the whole
city was in turmoil.” So instead of Palm Sunday, what if we called this day
Turmoil Sunday? Does that sound like good news to you? Did you show up today
hoping Jesus would bring you some turmoil? Probably not. I can honestly say
that I have never prayed for to Jesus, “Please bring turmoil into my life.” And
I’m relatively sure that you haven't either. Most of us probably pray that
Jesus will bring just the opposite. Peace. Comfort. Answers to questions.
Solutions to problems. We didn't come here today looking for turmoil. We came
to hear the story of Jesus riding on a donkey, to sing our hosannas, and to get
our souvenir palms. And likely the crowds that followed Jesus weren't all that
different from us. A ride on a borrowed donkey, songs of celebration and
praise, garments and branches that fall before Jesus like the confetti in a
parade. Now that's a triumphal entry. It was for them and it is for us. And
most of us are probably pretty happy to leave it at that - end of story.
But of course that is not the end of the
story. And I wonder if Jerusalem gets it better than we do. I wonder if the
city’s response to Jesus’ arrival is actually the most faithful and appropriate
one. Maybe we should all be in turmoil this day. Maybe turmoil is today’s good
news. Maybe the turmoil that Jesus brings is exactly what we need.
We typically think of turmoil along the
lines of chaos, confusion, uncertainty. But the Greek word that has been
translated into turmoil really means to shake or quake. It’s descriptive of
what happens in an earthquake. In addition to using this word to describe
Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem, it is laced throughout the rest of the story - the
shaking of the earth and the splitting of the rocks at Jesus’ death, the angel
rolling the stone away from the tomb, the shaking of the guard who stood at the
tomb. In all these moments, the gospel is describing seismic events in which
our lives and our worlds are shaken to the core.
Now as some of you may know, I grew up in
California. And back in the day before, sadly, it became routine for the state
to experience disaster upon disaster, the primary underlying threat we lived
with was earthquakes. Growing up I probably experienced three or four of them.
And what I learned from experience was that all earthquakes are not alike. Of
course there is the degree in magnitude, some are more intense than others. But
they can also feel differently. Some shake the ground, but others have more of
a rolling sensation. They last just a few seconds, but those seconds can feel
much longer in time. And, of course, they occur without warning - you’re going
about your normal day and then, all of a sudden, something very odd is
happening. Usually it takes a moment to get your mind around what is actually
going on. Perhaps you know what I mean if you were in this area back in 2011
when an earthquake out of Louisa shook the ground here in Charlottesville.
Thankfully there were no deaths from that
earthquake and only minor injuries were reported. Damage to buildings, however,
was widespread. Which makes sense because when the ground on which we stand
shakes, when the foundations on which we build our lives are threatened or in
turmoil things can crumble and fall. Bottom line, earthquakes can be very
destructive in our lives. But not necessarily so. Over the years building
practices have been honed so that structures can better withstand seismic
tremors. The key is developing strength and flexibility. Strength so that the
building can stay standing, but flexibility so that that same building is able
to absorb and dissipate tremors. For in earthquakes, and in life too, rigidity
often results in downfall.
Which brings me back to our two gospel
readings. One of triumph, the other of tragedy. Both reveal the kind of turmoil
that Jesus brings into our lives. The kind of turmoil that seeks to shake
things up not for our downfall, but in order that we might become more fully
alive, more fully ourselves, more fully God’s. So let me ask you this. What
parts of your life and world need some Jesus kind of turmoil? What in you needs
to be shaken? What are the old ways of thinking, seeing, and acting that maybe
just need to crumble and fall? In what ways have you become rigid and a
prisoner of the very structures upon which you’ve built your life? Somewhere in
each of our lives we need the triumphant turmoil of Christ so that space can be
made for a new foundation, a new structure, new life - one that at the same
time is strong and flexible. One that doesn’t cling to the either/ors, but is
able to hold with some degree of ease the both/and’s of life. The joys and the
sorrows, The triumphs and the tragedies. The palms and the passions.
For the turmoil of this day is also the
triumph of this day. The triumph that goes way beyond a donkey, hosannas, and
palms. It is Christ Jesus’ earth shaking entry into our world and into our
lives. It is a triumph that will continue to be revealed throughout this holy
week - and, if we are willing, throughout all the days of our lives.
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