John 4:1-42
Psalm 42:1-3
Today we hear the story of the woman at the well. It is a very familiar story, but I want to dig into the context just a little bit more for us today. In this time of Jesus, the division between peoples, in particular between the Jews and Samaritans was very much like the growing divisions that we are seeing in our own country. It was a time of great anxiety, just like it is now, and it was a time, just like now, when it was clear who “the enemy” was for any group of people. Everyone knew which “side” of things they were on. And they “KNEW” that the others were wrong. This was so much the case that in today’s passage we read, in verse 9: “The Samaritan woman asked, ‘Why do you, a Jewish man, ask for something to drink from me, a Samaritan woman?’ (Jews and Samaritans didn’t associate with each other.)” There was so much animosity that people simply did not cross the lines. They did not associate with each other, they did not talk to each other. And yet, here was Jesus talking to the Samaritan woman. And the woman, to her credit, talked back.
I’ve said it before and I will say it again: we forget that we belong to one another. We forget that we BELONG to one another. You know that question, “Am I my brother’s keeper?” For people of faith the answer is, always, “YES.”
I found myself remembering when we had our first “crossing the differences” conversation here. And it was about low-income housing and rent control. One of our visitors who attended that meeting made the comment, “I find no reason at all why we should take care of people who can’t take care of themselves. We subsidize them whenever there is low-income housing. The rest of us are subsidizing them.” And I found myself thinking, once again, that this is the core difference between our culture and what our faith calls us to do and be. We are absolutely called to care for those who “can’t take care of themselves.” God never asks the question of whether or not their care is deserved. NEVER. Jesus, when he offers healing, and help, and food, NEVER asks about whether or not it is deserved. Instead, God’s question is always about what the other needs. As people with families we understand this. If our child were hungry, it would never be a question on our mind to ask if they deserved to eat that day or if they deserved to have a warm bed to sleep in. We provide because they are our family and we love them. We provide because they belong to us and we belong to them. That call to remember that everyone else is our brother, is our sister, belongs to us, that is our call as people of faith.
Outside of faith, that man with his comment was correct: there is no reason, outside of our love for God that calls us to love all of God’s children, all of God’s people, there is no reason. But inside the bounds of our faith, there is, in fact, no option to fail to offer care, no option to fail to serve, to care, or to love.
As you all know, a group of us have been part of a belong circle now for about eight months. This is a group of women from our church and a group of women from an African American congregation who meet together twice a month for the purpose of remembering that we belong to one another. We share with one another where we are, what we are doing, our joys, our hopes, our dreams, our struggles, our pains. We have come to love each other deeply. Personally, I also feel that I have learned and grown so much from their example. One of the women in our group, for example, is struggling with great unkindness coming her direction. But her commitment to being kind to those who are treating her so unfairly and even, at times, cruelly, moves me every single time that I listen to her. She understands at a deep place that people are unkind because they are hurting. So she prays for them, she responds to their attacks with listening, with apology, with words of humility. She touches and amazes me every day. She lives out the understanding that despite differences, we belong to one another.
I was reminded recently of a story called the “Law of the Garbage Truck”. The person who wrote it said, “One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly. So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!' This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.' He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets. The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, So ... Love the people who treat you right. Pray for those who don’t.”
The thing here is, Jesus did not change his mind in talking with the Samaritan woman. He still said in this passage from John, “You Samaritans worship what you do not know; we worship what we do know, for salvation is from the Jews.” He still has his same understanding. But he does not then choose to hold her differences of belief and understanding against her. He does not avoid her because her worldview is different. He does not shun her or reject her. He does not choose hate, despite what other Jews are doing, in the face of their differences. Instead, he invites her close, he offers her life, he talks to her. And in so doing, he breaks down walls rather than building them up. And he crosses differences instead of upholding animosity. He chooses connection over division.
I’m reminded of a poem by Yehuda Amichai called, The Place Where We Are Right
From the place where we are right
Flowers will never grow
In the spring.
The place where we are right
Is hard and trampled
Like a yard.
But doubts and loves
Dig up the world
Like a mole, a plow.
And a whisper will be heard in the place
Where the ruined
House once stood.
Or as Wayne Dyer said it, “When given the choice between being right and being kind, choose kind.”
The Priest and spiritual leader, Richard Rohr, said it this way: “Henceforth, it is not "those who do it right go to heaven later," but "those who receive and reflect me are in heaven now." This is God's unimaginable restorative justice. God does not love you if and when you change. God loves you so that you can change. That is the true story line of the Gospel.”
Or, as the author of the book, When Breath become Air, Paul Kalanithi says, “The main message of Jesus, I believed, is that mercy trumps justice every time.”
As I listen to those words I find myself wondering, once again, if we can’t work harder to do the same. Can we learn to love one another, across our differences, despite our differences, with the hope of creating a society where we understand and remember that we belong to one another? Can we be the people that we are called to be? People of grace, of light, of compassion, of LOVE?
When my son was coming home for Christmas from UAF, I was worried about how he was going to get to the airport. The school has a shuttle service around campus and downtown so I emailed them and asked if they would be running kids the airport for Christmas break. The person in charge said he did not believe so (most of the kids live in AK and don’t need that transportation), but if I let him know what time Jonah needed to travel, they would come get him and take him. I sent them back a note saying that was very kind and could I pay them for it. His response, “no need. This is the right thing to do.” I was truly blown away. But the fact that this kindness caught me so by surprise is a warning sign to me of the state of our nation. We should always be that kind to one another, all the time. The fact that it is rare? We need to work harder to make it less so!
Someone said recently to me, “I don’t worry about putting the Christ back into Christmas. I worry about putting the Christ back into Christians.” We are to be known by our love. Do we live that out? Do we take that seriously? We don’t need to pound on each other about our different beliefs, our different viewpoints, our different approaches to the world. We need to treat one another with the same compassion, love and care that Jesus showed to the woman at the well. Even his disciples couldn’t grasp it, so I know how hard this is. Even his disciples struggled to understand why he would talk to a Samaritan, why he would talk to a WOMAN. But he did it none the less. Can we do the same with those with whom we disagree?
Connie Schultz said it this way, “I learned that those who are most secure in their faith feel no need to hammer others with their certainty. The walk of faith begins and ends with the journey within, and that’s a path fraught with mystery and best guesses. My own faith makes me neither right nor righteous because it demands so much of me that I am still trying to find. Empathy, forgiveness, compassion – I never have enough. Mom would say that’s okay. She taught me that being a Christian meant fixing ourselves and helping others, not the other way around.” – Life Happens p214
On this the week we begin Black History month in the U.S., I want to end with one more quote. This one is from Erna Kim Hackett. She wrote, “White Christianity suffers from a bad case of Disney Princess theology. As each individual reads Scripture, they see themselves as the Princess in every story. They are Esther, never Xerxes or Haman. They are Peter, never Judas. They are the woman anointing Jesus, never the Pharisee. They are the Jews escaping slavery, never Egypt. For citizens of the most powerful country in the world, who enslaved both Native and Black people, to see itself as Israel not Egypt when studying Scripture, is a perfect example of Disney Princess Theology. And it means that as people in power, they have no lens for locating themselves rightly in Scripture or society – and it has made them blind and utterly ill-equipped to engage issues of power and injustice. It is some very weak Bible work.”
No doubt. My invitation to us, then, is to accurately locate ourselves, not so that we are weighed down with shame: shame is immobilizing and unhelpful. But so, instead, that we can take the history that is ours, learn from it, and make different choices together. Will we walk forward hand in hand, or will we isolate and estrange one another. Will we confront the issues of racism and other isms by separating ourselves into camps of us vs. them? Or will we work hard to talk together, get to know one another and build relationships together?
The Belong Circle program is a program of crossing differences and building relationships. Outsiders to the group have asked me on many occasions, “What’s the point? What are you accomplishing together? What difference are you making?” But I can tell you the difference that I’m seeing. We are no longer strangers to one another. We are sisters in our group. And for my sister, I would be willing to stand up, to protect, to speak out against injustice, against racism and prejudice. When my siblings of color were just an anonymous group of people struggling, I still wanted wholeness and healing for them. But it is not the same as when I know them, love them, have faces and names put to those I am defending. That is a whole other matter. The Belong Circle invites us to truly get to know each other. We are starting a new circle this month and I hope that you will truly consider joining. Let me know if you would like to be a part. It may feel like a small step forward, but in my experience it is not.
The same is true about forming real relationships with people who disagree with you on political issues. Form those relationships with people who disagree, talk to them. Remember that despite our differences, they are your brothers, sisters and siblings. They belong to you, and you belong to them. Am I my siblings keeper? Just as Jesus answered “yes” in his conversation with the woman at the well, we are called to follow and do the same. All that easy and all that hard.
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