VIEW
FROM A SYCAMORE
November 4, 2001
TEXT: Luke 19:1-10
Where you stand determines what you see. If you have been raised
in a particular culture, trained in a particular method of observation,
indoctrinated with a traditional set of religious beliefs, and
been taught a particular morality or framework by which you can
distinguish what is right from what is wrong, then everything you
see and hear, everything you experience is going to be filtered
through your own world view. Where you stand determines what you see.
We cannot see with the eyes of someone who lives in another culture or who has
been raised in another religion because they are not our eyes. We do not stand
where they are, and therefore we cannot see what they see or understand how they
think.
In our gospel lesson, we meet a man who is short of stature, and, we might suppose,
had been short of vision. A wealthy tax collector, Zacchaeus had probably put
his trust in material things as a means of security in an uncertain world. We
can understand that position. We, too, live in uncertain economic times and our
investments, pension funds, and job security is more precarious than it had been
a few months ago. Indeed, our very lives are precarious. We have felt the ground
move under our feet and we are not so sure where we are standing.
Because of the crowd Zacchaeus could not see who Jesus was, so he changed his
perspective. He climbed a sycamore tree to get a better view. Where you stand
determines what you see.
John Keating is one of those teachers who use the most unorthodox methods of
teaching, who goes beyond what has been written in the text, who brings down
the wrath of the authorities, and who opens a new world of insight and perspective
for his students. In other words, he is much like Jesus of Nazareth.
In the film, Dead Poets Society, John Keating has his students come up to his
desk one by one and stand on it. He tells them that they have been sitting in
that classroom everyday looking at the same four walls and ceiling, but now,
with just a slight change, they can see the room from a different perspective.
And they may end up seeing things that they had never noticed before. It is difficult
to see the world from a new perspective when we are locked into the old ways
of seeing things. We need to rise above the crowds and see life, not the way
everyone else sees it, but the way God wants us to see it. We are unable to see
the forest because of the trees. We need to think outside the box, the comfortable
parameters that have given us a false sense of security.
For the past several weeks the major news story has been the terrorist plots
and the Anthrax scare. Four people have died, post offices have been shut down,
and the national guard is patrolling California bridges. We have become paralyzed
by our own short-sightedness and limited vision that will not allow us to see
the larger picture. It reminds me of the story of the peasant who was leaving
Baghdad and met Plague riding on her way to the city. He asked Plague, Where
are you going? and Plague answered, I am going to Baghdad where a
thousand shall die of cholera. Two weeks had past and the reports from
the city were that ten thousand had perished. Once again on the road the peasant
encountered Plague returning from the city. You have lied to me, he
said. You told me that only a thousand would die. And Plague answered,
I slew only the promised thousand. Fear killed the rest.
What we perceive becomes the reality that will destroy us. We need to rise above
the fog that clouds our thinking and get things into perspective. President Bush
is on the mark when he says that we are not involved in a war of instant gratification.
As difficult as it may seem, the overt war against terrorism and its perpetrators
is only superficial. What lies beneath are the entangled roots of deprivation,
frustration, power, wealth, national interests, religious ideologies, and centuries
of mistrust and deceit. We cannot take a simplistic view and look at only that
which stands in front of us. Zacchaeus tried that and all he had was a view of
the crowds backside. If we would see Jesus, we must rise above the fear
and terror. We must see beyond war and destruction. While that may be the expedient
means for dealing with the current evil that exists, if that is our only solution,
then the human race does indeed face a bleak future. We need to envision a world
where people of diverse faiths and cultures can work together for the common
good. If we cannot believe that it is possible, then it will not be possible.
If we cannot see it, we cannot create it.
Today is All Saints Sunday. This is the day we remember those who have died in
the faith. We recall the saints and martyrs of the church, those who have been
persecuted for righteousness sake, those who gave their lives because they were
able to see a vision of a world far greater than the one they had left. We celebrate
this day with joy, not with lamentation. The Dixieland Jazz and moving spirituals
are not just whistling past the graveyard
tunes to cover up our fears and to conceal our despair. We celebrate
with joy because we too have climbed the sycamore and have seen
Jesus, and we know what the future will be.
When Woody Guthrie wrote his lyrics to This Train Is Bound for Glory, he
was referring to the trains that were carrying the Okies from the dust-bowls
of the Depression era Midwest to new life in the East or in California. But the
roots of this song go farther back to Harriet Tubman and the underground railroad
whose freedom road led from the deep South into Pennsylvanias Lancaster
and Berks Counties. It was one of the signal songs, like Swing Low, Sweet
Chariot, Comin for to Carry Me Home, or Steal Away, I Aint
Got Long to Stay Here. These songs had double and triple meanings. They
referred to biblical themes and eternal life, but they also referred to present
realities and the call to action if one was to change ones life in this
world. Where you stand determines what you see, and what you hear, and what it
means to you.
When I hear complaints that sometimes our worship comes across as entertainment,
my response is why are you being entertained by it and not probing for
its deeper meaning that can touch your soul and change your life? Why
are you not climbing the sycamore and seeing Jesus from another point of view?
Dont let worship happen to you, but engage it and let it
speak to you even as you find expressions for your spirit.
It is our nature to react to the events of life from our own particular perspective.
We cannot read the same poem and derive the same meaning. When we see a movie,
different scenes will have greater impact upon each of us. When tragedy comes
into our lives, we handle it in different ways. When world events shatter our
illusions and send us running for shelter, we go to that which has sustained
and strengthened us in the past, to the ways of thinking that help us make sense
out of life and give us encouragement for the future. We belong to different
communities of faith because we look for that spiritual path that will help us
interpret our lives in the most meaningful way. We look for persons who will
support and encourage us on our journey.
Zacchaeus learned that he had to look in order to see. He had to rise above his
limited vision and see life from a new and different perspective. But once he
had done that, Jesus had another word:
Zacchaeus, come down. I must stay at your house. Zacchaeus
returns to life, but life from a changed point of view. Now Jesus
was with him, and that makes all the difference. Jesus alters our
perspective.
When we are able to view life through the eyes of faith, we find that we can
cope with the harsh realities of this present darkness. We have seen the future;
the present holds no fear for us. We are celebrating All Saints Sunday, not from
our earthly perspective, but from the perspective of the saints who know the
glory of eternal life.
Youve got to climb the mountain to see the Promised Land, but if you want
to get there, you must pass through the deep waters. Let us hold on to the vision
as we work for the building of Gods realm on earth.
-Harry Serio |