I read words this week that I could not have imagined possible even five years ago, in an
article about the Chicago Cubs.
Expectations from a rabid fan base -- thinking about a Cubs dynasty -- have come up
short since November 2016, wrote Jesse Rogers.
Fans want nothing less than another title -- or at least a better shot at one than the team
gave last season ... as a 95 win playoff team.
Wow, how things can change.
We certainly know this as a church.
Sunday morning opportunities are up and church attendance is down.
Society is certainly not what it was two generations ago.
There have been such massive shifts in technology, population, politics, protocol, and
expectations ... some of them for the better, some of them not.
You can debate the details in the parking lot after worship.
So do we curse this, or do we thank God?
Jesus looked around at a crowd approximately as dense and diverse as the San Fernando
Valley and started his sermon.
Blessed are you homeless with no cash or credit, because God’s estate belongs to you.
Blessed are churches who have shriveled and now struggle to make ends meet,
because you have holy treasure.
Blessed are you who spent Valentine’s Day alone, because you will be adored.
Blessed are businesses losing money because of terrible Yelp reviews, because
that’s how people have always evaluated saints.
But woe to you who have paid off your mortgage and have a healthy savings account,
because you have all you’re gonna get.
Woe to you who pack the pews every Sunday, because it won’t last.
Woe to you who are in love, because one day Sweet Baboo is going to leave you.
Woe to you who have a good reputation, because people have always admired phonies.
The gospel of the Lord.
I don’t think I’m exaggerating; if anything, this version softened Jesus’ words.
They are just as shocking and counter-intuitive and anti-cultural as they sound.
Jesus is riffing hard on the lyrics of his mother’s revolutionary song about God, who has
filled the hungry with good things, and sent the rich away empty.
It is a gift to both, whether they recognize it or not.
It brings them closer together, whether they like it or not.
It humanizes both.
It causes massive shifts and changes for everyone as a gift of love from a God
who is far wiser than our prejudices and assumptions and dreams and desires.
You can debate the details in prayer after worship.
My brother visited me in the Midwest.
He had grown up out here and never been to the prairie before.
After about 200 flat miles in the car, almost shrieking in panic, he blurted out, “Where
are the mountains?”
The open horizon was freaking him out.
Many of us, including Saint Matthew, would probably agree with him.