17th
Sunday in Ordinary Time (C)
July
28, 2019
William G. Carter
Sometimes
when we hear the Bible, we nod our heads in affirmation. There is something
that resonates, something that rings as true. Perhaps it’s an insight we had
never thought about, and when we hear it, we say, “Yes, that’s right.” We
discover we were not alone.
But
other times, when we hear the Bible, we grit our teeth. There is a voice that confronts
us. It questions what we assumed was true. It shakes us up sufficiently that we
push back against it, or have to rethink what we held close in our heart.
Such
is the case when Paul and Timothy write, “See to it that no one takes you captive
through philosophy and empty deceit.” I have had a mixed history with that
verse.
It
got kind of quiet at the dinner table when I announced, “Dad, I am changing my
college major to philosophy.” My little sister said, “What’s philosophy?” My
brother rolled his eyes. My mother abruptly left the table. My dad grunted, wondering
what kind of do philosophy majors get when they graduate?" Little did he
know. And I expected those reactions.
What
I didn't expect was the reaction from friends in my dormitory Bible study. They
were absolutely outraged by my decision. "Philosophy is a pagan
business," one of them declared, “and no true Christian would dare take a
philosophy class."
"It's
true," said another student. "I knew a guy who took a class on
existentialism. He used to be a good Baptist who believed the Bible. Now he
drinks whiskey and listens to jazz."
The
loudest thunder came from Steven, a recently converted Jew. He stood up,
unzipped his Bible, and turned to Colossians 2:8 -- "See to it that no one
takes you captive through philosophy and empty deceit, according to human
tradition, according to the elemental spirits of the universe, and not
according to Christ." Then he sat down, zipped up his Bible, looked at me,
and said, "You don't need philosophy. All you need is Jesus."
That
happened almost 40 years ago. Since that time, I have learned a few things. First,
you can never argue with a convert. They always want to be right. Second, it
was my life, not theirs. I was the one who dropped physics for philosophy,
after all, and I was the one who had to look for a job after graduation.
In
my case, philosophy was a perfect way to prepare for Princeton Seminary, because
philosophy is a discipline that challenged me to use my brain.
And
third, even though he was a convert, even though it was my life, I have spent forty
years coming to terms with what Steven said: "You don't need philosophy.
All you need is Jesus." Now is that true? Is Jesus enough?
I
was hard-headed enough to ignore the criticism from my classmates. And I
discovered they really diddn't know what they were talking about. Philosophy is
a way of working through the world. You try to build a coherent way to make
sense of what we see and experience every day. You attempt to use your head to
sift through what is true and what is false, what is beautiful and what is ugly,
what is worthy of praise and what is worthy to be ignored.
When
you study philosophy, you read writings of people who tried to work it out
before we came on the scene and you learn how to discuss with people with whom
you disagree. As I discovered, if you want to get an A in philosophy class, it’s
not about getting all the answers right (like math or physics). It’s about asking
the right questions.
The
word itself is instructive. The beginning, "philo" comes from philia,
the Greek word for friend. "Sophia" is the word for wisdom. At its
root, the philosopher is a friend of wisdom. I like that: a friend of wisdom.
Last
week, we heard Paul and Timothy say that Christ is the wisdom of the universe. He was the primal mover of creation, and
he is the firstborn from the dead. "In him, all things hold
together." The Risen Christ is the glue for all reality. That is, Christ
is the philosophical framework for all things seen and unseen. He gives meaning
and purpose to everything else in the world.
Nevertheless
Paul and Timothy say, "Don't let anybody take you captive through
philosophy and empty deceit." What is he talking about?
Scholars
aren’t sure. Obviously the apostle was referring to some screwy ideas in the small
city of Colossae. That shouldn’t surprise us. There are screwy ideas
everywhere. I made myself a short list of some of the screwy ideas in Clarks
Summit:
·
Life
is best lived on the dead run.
·
Giving
money to your kids is more important than getting to know them.
·
We
exist only for our weekends and our vacations.
·
It’s
all about consumption. Consume, consume, consume.
Every
one of those philosophies is a dead end, what Paul and Timothy call “empty deceit.”
It’s empty, in the sense that it has no substance, and it will fool you into
thinking otherwise.
Colossae
was wiped out by an earthquake a few years after this letter was written. We
don’t really know what Paul and Timothy were referring to, although we have
three hints.
Apparently some in that church were
insisting on self-abasement. That is, they were depriving themselves, or
beating up on themselves, as a spiritual practice. Every church seems to
attract these kind of people. We know what they say: "Look at me: I've
been on that committee longer than anybody else." "Hit me again: I don't
want to be happy, I want to suffer like Jesus." "Look here: I spend
more time on my knees in prayer than everybody else in town."
Paul
is not impressed. He diagnoses it as the sickness of "spiritual
self-indulgence.” He refers to the person who insists on being super pious in
every circumstance. "There's no freedom in that," he says. "It's
a form of captivity."
Others
in the church were taking part in a little angel worship: angels on the
Christmas tree, angels on the mantle, angels on the wall. "Let's get
ourselves a good angel who will become our personal guardian." People like this also show up in
churches now and then. Most of us can understand the attraction of angels. Angels
do not get born among peasants and placed in mangers. Angels don't suffer
humiliation and abuse. Angels don't carry crosses, and they don't give their
lives for the salvation of the world.
"Who
needs Jesus?" some of them said. "Let's just find a few good
angels."
Still
others were caught up in rule-keeping. Rule-keeping has always been a favorite
hobby among religious folk. “Don’t sit too far up front. The preacher may spit
on you.” “Don’t arrive too early. The ushers may press you into service.” We
love to keep our rules, whether they are written or not.
I
wonder what regulations Paul and Timothy were referring to. They quote some of
them: "Do not handle. Do not taste. Do not touch." Most likely, it
meant, "Do not handle the holy silverware." "Do not taste the
wrong kind of food or drink." "Do not touch the wrong kind of
people."
Paul
says, "These rules come from people; these laws are not eternal, like God;
they are human notions. "Why do you live as if you still belonged to the
world?" That, you see, is really the issue.
These
people were baptized. They were initiated into the mystery of the Gospel. They
were adopted into a relationship with Jesus Christ, not merely the Palestinian
who was crucified, but the Risen Christ who reveals the grace of God. In a
manner of speaking, the apostles are saying, "All you need is Jesus."
That’s the fullness of the philosophy of God. As they say, “In Christ are
hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge." (2:3)
Years
ago, on our first trip to Haiti, a woman stopped by who was an expert on the
voodoo religion. She told us about the roots of voodoo, how it came from Africa
on the slave ships. She explained some of the beliefs of voodoo, which are
based in human relationships with the primal elements, like wind and fire. She
told us how voodoo dolls are supposed to work. Apparently you get a doll, write
somebody's name on the forehead, and poke it with pins. The pins don't inflict
pain; rather, they repel that person from you. They keep them away. (Some days,
a dozen or so dolls like that might come in handy!)
Then
she said something very striking. "In Haiti, 80 percent of the people are
Roman Catholic. 100 percent of them practice voodoo." "How can that
be?" we asked. "When people get in trouble," she said,
"they turn to the place where they find the most help. On Sunday morning,
they go to church and act respectable. But if they ever get in trouble, they
turn to wherever they can find help."
It
haunted me, because she was indicting the church! It is possible to attend
every Sunday, give your money to the poor, go through all the rituals, and
remain distant from the Lord who is the source of our help. So Paul and Timothy
say, "See to it that no one takes you captive through philosophy and empty
deceit, according to human tradition, according to the elemental spirits of the
universe, and not according to Christ."
The
truth of the Gospel is that our help comes from Jesus Christ. In Jesus, God
dwelt in all fullness. When we are filled, we are filled up through him. When
we sank down in the waters of baptism, we were buried with Jesus who died for
us. When we were raised up out of the water, God made us alive with Christ who
lives.
The
dark power of our trespasses has been cancelled. Our human failures have been forgotten. Our sins have been
nailed to the cross of Jesus and taken away. And there is no power to break us,
no earthly ruler to destroy us, no demonic artillery that can finally damage
us. God has disarmed the world. Our help has come in Jesus.
The
invitation of the Christian faith is to remain focused on Christ alone, to see
the world through the One in whom all things are made and redeemed.
It's
easy to get distracted, and easy to get tangled up or turned around. Every once
in a while, I find myself in trouble. I frequently put myself down and try to
look humble enough for God to love me. Or
I look for a good, strong angel to help me get what I want. Or I get firm about
the rules of the universe and how I think they should be kept. I do whatever I
can to help myself out . . . and it's always a miserable flop.
Sooner
or later, I start thinking: how am I going to get through this? It's only then
that I realize: I don’t belong to my troubles. I don’t belong to my
inadequacies. I don’t belong to the empty promises of a consumer society. I don’t
belong to the empty vanity of any earthly empire. My only comfort, in life and death, is
that I am not my own, but belong with body and soul, in life and in death, to
my faithful Savior Jesus Christ. And that’s enough.
So here is the philosophy of Paul and Timothy, as a gift for us: "As
you therefore have received Christ Jesus the Lord, continue to live your lives
in him, rooted and built up in him and
established in the faith, just as you were taught, abounding in
thanksgiving." (2:6)
(c) William G. Carter. All rights reserved.