In the Name of God: the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
This past week, on August 28, the church remembered and celebrated two saints. One everyone knows - St. Augustine of Hippo. The other is not nearly as well known, but his story is just as noteworthy and is a wonderful lens into the Gospel reading for this morning.
He may be known today as St. Moses the Black or simply as Abbot Moses, but he wasn’t always known to be such a holy example of the faith. Moses was born in the late fourth century in Ancient Africa - likely somewhere in Ethiopa. He was a slave in Egypt to a government official and escaped. Following his escape, Moses became a notorious criminal and even led a mob of 75 members who terrorized and reeked havoc along the Nile River Valley, earning him a reputation for violence and vengeance. He was a large man who brought dread upon any who looked upon him. He just had that way about him.
But like most criminals, Moses eventually was sought out by local authorities. It is then that he retreated to a colony of monks near Alexandria and took refuge as a monk. It was here that Moses’ life was transformed - where he found the meaning of life and began to seek out the one eternal and true God of the universe.
But, as you can imagine, the monastic life didn’t come easy for Moses. He led a life full of adventure - meditation, stillness, charity — these things didn’t come easy for him. He was often frustrated early on in his monastic life. One day his mentor, St. Isidore, invited Moses to the roof top with him. He said, “Moses, just watch the sun rise with me.” As they watched, St. Isidore said to Moses, “Only slowly do the rays of the sun drive away the night and usher in a new day, and thus, only slowly does one become a perfect contemplative.”
St. Isidore was right. As Moses gave himself to the disciplined spiritual life of meditation and prayer, his life slowly was crafted into one of the most Christ-like monks the church holds up as an example for all to imitate. The man who was once violent became known as the ‘apostle of non-violence.’ God had completely changed Moses’ life.
One time a group of robbers broke into the monastery and attacked Moses. He was so strong he was able to stop them, but he didn’t think it Christian to hurt them, so he brought them to the chapel where the other monks were in prayer. There he told the monks that he didn’t believe it right to hurt the robbers and ended up converting the robbers to the faith, and they became monks.
St. Moses’ life became so dedicated to the ways of God that he was distinguished as being worth to be ordained a priest at the hands of the Pope. This was very uncommon during this time for desert monks. St. Moses ended up founding a monastery of 75 monks (the same number as they number of criminals he once led in the Nile River Valley!) The man who was once a criminal was now an Abbot.
What fascinates me most about Abbot Moses’ story, however, is his non-judgmental attitude toward others. Once a brother had been caught in a particular sin, and the abbot of the monastery asked St. Moses to join council that would convict the monk. He reluctantly came to the council, carrying on his back a leaking bag of sand. Seeing this strange scene, the brothers asked him the significance of it. He simply said, "My sins run out behind me and I do not see them, but today I am coming to judge the errors of another." At such a reply the brothers forgave the offender and decided to focus on their own salvation rather than their brother’s sins.
Focusing on our own salvation rather than our sister or brother’s sins - now there’s some solid advice from someone who knows the life of sin and holiness both all-too-well!
In today’s Gospel Lesson, we have an interruption in Mark’s Gospel that becomes a powerful contrast in his gospel. In chapter 6 the focus was on Jesus and his disciples attending to the elemental needs of people around them. Propelled by compassion for those who are like sheep without a shepherd, Jesus healed, taught, and restored people who had been marginalized, alienated and rejected.
That was chapter 6. Now in chapter 7 new characters are introduced and these are not concerned with meeting the elemental needs of those around them. No - these are on a fact finding mission or shall we say a ‘fault finding mission!?” They’ve heard about Jesus and his disciples. They’re now on a mission to find fault and thus reveal that he / they are not truly who they claim to be.
These new characters came to the Capernaum area (located on the Northwest side of the sea of Galilee) all the way from Jerusalem for the sole purpose of finding fault with Jesus and his disciples. That’s 90 miles at best but more likely 120 miles - because then they wouldn’t have to travel through Samaria! Sometimes it seems folks go out of the way to find fault! This is going out of the way to find fault in another if I have ever seen it!
And fault is exactly what they find. We do find what we look for, don’t we. If we look for the best in others, we usually find it…and when we look for the worst, well, we find that too! But sadly, it seems that we are into fault finding these days more than we are into looking for the good in others.
Many of you know that I enjoy riding motorcycles, being around motorcycles, talking about motorcycles, reading about motorcycles. I absolutely love them. There is just nothing like that feeling of being on two wheels with the wind in your face, the fresh air, the fragrance of God’s creation tickling your nose hairs, the sunrises and sunsets in the distance, the winding roads…it’s such a fun, free and exhilarating experience. But it comes with stereotypes. I can’t tell you how many times I stopped to rest my legs at a bar or somewhere and someone asked me “What do you do!?” I tell them I’m a minister or that I work for the church, and they are shocked! “A minister! A churchman! and you ride a motorcycle!? Never heard of that before!” Yet some of the most authentic, God-fearing, loving and most down-to-earth people I’ve met ride motorcycles. Black leather, loud pipes, and tattoos do not equal criminal or monster. But too often judgments are made too quickly. This is simply one example among countless others! We find what we look for…
That’s exactly what happened in the Gospel. The pharisees and scribes were looking for fault and fault is exactly what they found. “Your disciples are eating with defiled hands!” A more literal translation here would be “Your disciples are eating with common hands!” This wasn’t a simple case of needing a little Purell hand sanitizer and then you’re good to dig in! No, this is ritual hand washing that most common people could’t possibly accomplish every time they ate a meal! That’s why the accusation is that they are eating with common hands! What an easy fault to find! The tradition of the elders made that one easy! Make a law that most people cannot possibly follow and “bam!” you caught them in the act!
But Jesus doesn’t let them off the hook. He publicly shames them. Following Jesus rebuke, they disappear in silence and defeat!
Isaiah prophesied rightly about you hypocrites: “This people honors me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me; in vain do they worship me, teaching human precepts as doctrines!”
Not too different from what St. James says in his general epistle: “Be doers of the word and not simply hearers of the word!”
Sometimes, we, like these pharisees and scribes, get a little too big for our britches, to use a favorite phrase from the south. We think we have it all figured out…we know the liturgy…we expect it to be performed RIGHTLY and we will let you know when you got it all wrong! We know and desire orthodoxy and we’re going to make sure to point out when it is done incorrectly or when you do or say something that is not orthodox. We want to be right and we prove we’re right by finding fault in others.
But God is not concerned with the outward appearance of righteousness. God is not concerned with how well I know the rubrics of the Book of Common Prayer or how much Scripture i can quote or how much I know about theology, philosophy, doctrine, or any of that. Somewhere along the way I think we got orthodoxy wrong. It is not so much about adhering to a set of dos and don’ts, rights rather than wrongs, as it is living a life of love. You want to be orthodox, Love well, because God is love.
Krister Stendahl, in his well-known book Paul Among Jews and Gentiles, fleshes out the problem well when he says Paul called for Love rather Integrity when it came to relating with one other in the life of the church. Sometimes what we thing we know about the faith and the zeal that comes with it truly needs to be put on the back burner for the sake of love. God is concerned more with a pure heart and honest intentions rather than rigid observance of ritual or doctrine. Whenever a rigid concern for ritual for the sake of ritual usurps compassion for the needs of God’s people and God’s creation, we have gravely missed the point of God’s kingdom.
Jesus sums it up well in his closing parable to the crowds: “Listen to me, all of you, and understand; there is nothing outside a person that by going in can defile, but the things that come out are what defile.” Later on the disciples asked Jesus to clarify what he meant by the parable. He responded, “It is what comes out of a person that defiles. For it is from within, from the human heart, that evil intentions come: fornication, theft, murder, adultery, avarice, wickedness, deceit, licentiousness, envy, slander, pride, folly. All these evil things come from within, and they defile a person.”
In the famous 51st Psalm where David confesses his sin to God, we read these words: “The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.”
When we are aware of the magnitude of our own sin, we no longer join the Pharisees and scribes on a fault - finding mission. Instead, we are concerned with our own heart and begin to look for the best in others rather than the worst. Like St. Moses the Black, we realize that every time we look for faults in another, we carry that open bag of sand on our own shoulders, unaware that our own sins run out behind us while we embark on the journey to judge the another.
Loving God, teach us to be more like you, doing all the good we can for all we can in your world. Mend our broken and contrite hearts so that our hearts and not simply our lips honor you in all the way say and do. Through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.