God Comes to Us

The Second Sunday in Lent

March 4, 2007


In today’s gospel (Luke 13:31-35) we hear, in Jesus’ words, very specific, powerful and deep want.  "Jerusalem, Jerusalem, how I have longed for you, how often have I desired to gather your children." This is no pious comment or perfunctory statement. No, Jesus cries it out with passion and emotion. He cried it out because it is an expression of his deep love for the children of God and for this Holy City.

You see, Jesus is making his journey to Jerusalem for some very specific, powerful and deep reasons. He goes to announce God's love for God's people. He goes to call people to that love and lives rooted in that love. He goes to make the culmination of his ministry, the greatest expression of his love, the ultimate sacrifice of that love, to accomplish what he is destined to accomplish. It just couldn't happen anywhere else on the face of the earth, except in Jerusalem; and Jesus' whole life, mission and journey have taken him to this point and place. The movement is described in Luke's Gospel, the progress that Jesus makes from Bethlehem to Nazareth, to Galilee, to Samaria, to Jerusalem.

Actually, Jesus' journey and action of going to Jerusalem reflect the action of God through the ages. God has come to God's people, seeking them, searching for them over and over and over again. God has called human beings to God's own self, wanting them to be within the saving embrace of divine love and mercy. What Jesus is doing here is God's action. He comes to the people to invite them to God's embrace, to God's love. Jesus renews and reflects the divine action by going to the Holy City to call, to love, to embrace.

It was Jesus' action and it was God's pattern, God's way of doing things repeatedly, over and over again in the history and experience of God's people. God would seek and search them out, making a covenant with God's people, calling them to keep their side of the bargain and promising to be with them always. God would come to them through words spoken by prophets and the worship of the Holy Temple. God would enter their lives through the teaching of the holy Torah and through the experiences of their daily living.

Jesus was continuing this pattern of God's coming, seeking and searching, and he was doing it in an ultimate way. The pattern would take its greatest form in Jerusalem in the holy City of God.

"Jerusalem, Jerusalem, how I long to gather your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings?" "How I long, how I long." This is the voice of God's longing, of God's seeking, of God's searching love and mercy. But there is a problem here and Jesus recognized it, too. In spite of God coming to God's people, in spite of the longing, the searching, in spite of God's continual offering of love and mercy, in spite of all of these things, people resist and even reject God and the promises brought by God.

Let me tell you, Jesus knew that full well. He knew about the prophets of old who had been stoned and murdered. He also knew that human hearts could be as cold and hard as stone … resisting, rejecting, pushing God away. He had experienced it in his own journey to Jerusalem. He offered love, love that many received, but also love that so many resisted and rejected-arguing, opposing, plotting, conniving.
It is a pattern as old as the human heart. The Hebrew Scriptures are full of stories of resistance and rejection. (Remember that 40-year sojourn in the wilderness? Remember the reception that the prophets got time after time?) Goodness, remember the story of Adam and Eve in the garden? God loves them, God comes to them in the cool of the morning, but they have resisted and rejected the love of God.

What a pattern: God seeking us, God longing for us. Sometimes we accept and receive. Sometimes we resist and reject. Thus, we come to the pattern of our own lives and to Scripture's message for this Second Sunday of Lent. It really is as basic as one, two, three.

One - God comes to us.
Two - Sometimes, sometimes we resist and reject that love.
Three - God comes to us.

I don't understand the resistance in my own soul or the rejection that is exhibited within my own heart or the heart of others. But I know that it is there. I know that I resist the love, that we reject the invitation. Our resistance as human beings takes many forms; just read the papers to see some of them, just look in your own heart and soul to discern others of them. There they are: anger, resentment, despair, bitterness, vengeance, I could go on. We human beings do it; we resist, we reject.

And still God comes.  In the UCC we say boldly that God is still speaking.  But are we listening? Still God invites, still God seeks us, longs for us, weeps for us, wants us to come home. It is simply the heart and character of God to do these things, for God to long to gather us as a hen gathers her chicks, as a mother holds her own beloved children. God invites us to that embrace.
There was a time in my life when I was more than willing to jump into God’s loving arms.  Of course, there was also a time in my life when I was more than willing to jump into almost any loving arms.  But the experience I am going to tell you about this morning occurred when I was in junior high and attended church camp with my friend.  We were sitting on the ground, around the camp-fire, with a cross illumined by the flickering flames.  Teary-eyed, we sang serenely:

“I have decided to follow Jesus

I have decided to follow Jesus

I have decided to follow Jesus

No turning back, no turning back”

In those emotional moments I imagined myself to be standing firm in the Lord as the Philippians were urged to do by Paul, who reminds them, “Our citizenship is in heaven, and it is from there that we are expecting a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ.”

Yes, in those moments I was determined to set my face toward him.  But my single-mindedness never lasted.  It was mostly the lure of gossip or boys that side-tracked my determination then.  I stopped so often along the way that I lost my way.  Occasional flashback to those times and to the words of that song turned my attention toward Jesus, but I moved in fits and starts through adolescence and a large part of my adulthood …sometimes toward, but often away from … my singleness of purpose.

            “The Cross before me, the world behind me

            The Cross before me, the world behind me

            The Cross before me, the world behind me

No turning back, no turning back”

Lent challenges us to try.  I know that even in Lent I won’t be able to walk straight to the cross.  I’ve tried before.  Only Christ could do that.  And just as he gathered, and continues to gather so many on his way to Jerusalem, maybe he’ll catch me too:  to heal, to teach, or just to sit for a while.  My prayer will be the same each day for the next 40 days, that hope strengthens my resolve to focus on the cross, lest I miss his reaching.

Through the communion table, God is reaching to us on this day with an invitation: to "sit down and eat." We are invited to sit, to rest, to abide in God's love and embrace. The invitation is to recognize the coming of God to us, to perceive the longing, seeking and searching of God. It is the invitation to hear in a new and fresh way the promises of God and of God's love for us. We are invited to move beyond our fear, beyond our own resistance or shame or guilt or rejection; to move beyond these things to the love, to the grace, to the forgiveness, to the mercy of God.

The words spoken by Jesus as he saw Jerusalem are also deeply personal words for you and for me. "Jerusalem, Jerusalem. How I longed for you. How often have I desired to gather you to myself."
God longs for us. God desires to gather us. God seeks us. God calls us home.

May we pray?

Thank you, gracious God, for loving us, for longing for us, for seeking us. Help us to receive your love and enter your compassionate embrace. Break down the walls of resistance and rejection that keep us from you. Enter the center of our souls and our hearts. Keep us in your mercy and let us come home to you, for your tender mercies' sake.


Mary Anne Biggs, Pastor
Nekoosa United Church of Christ
Nekoosa
, Wisconsin