Friday 1 March 2024

Glyptapanteles and the Gospel

 

SERMON PREACHED at St PAUL’S, ARROWTOWN 
St PETER’S, QUEENSTOWN,
THIRD SUNDAY OF LENT
(March 3rd) 2024

 

READINGS

1 Corinthians 1: 18-25

Psalm 19:1-6

John 2: 13-22

 

If I were forced to select one biblical passage by which to live it would be this short excerpt from Paul’s first letter to the Corinthians. One of the advantages of living by the lectionary is that I don’t get to choose my favourite passages all the time but here you have it.

I’ll come back to that in a moment but as we leap for a week or two from Mark to John I must say a word or two about John. Scholars disagree as to when the Fourth Gospel was written most agree it was very late in the First Century after Christ’s death and resurrection. Perhaps about 100 to 105 of the common era. I am conservative in my understanding of how he came to have this writing, and hold to more or less the traditional belief that the now ageing man John realises that his life is coming to an end, not through martyrdom like most of his peers in the church but through the diminishment of old age. And so with the help of a scribe he sits down the events of his time with Jesus, Jesus Incarnate, and in doing so gives us the extraordinary gift of insight into the workings of the mind and heart of the one that he and we call Lord.

But why is this passage from Paul so important to me? It might be summarised by saying that we never can, nor ever will, nor ever should get our minds around the whole Jesus thing. Paul, frustrated by his beloved Corinthians, is edging towards his characteristic prickliness. Because they are edging towards a smart alecky approach to living out the gospel. Look at us, they’re muttering, aren’t we smart, aren’t we good, aren’t we successful?

Paul’s answer is a resounding “no.” He dares to do something that few of us should ever do. Elsewhere, dealing with recalcitrant believers, he utters the famous words, “it is no longer I but Christ who lives in me.” He meant it with all the weight of first century psychology, which of course didn’t exist.

Some of you may know the horrible example of nature red in tooth and claw, the Glyptapanteles wasp.* It devours its host from the inside out, even going so far as taking over and controlling the host’s brain. Paul doesn’t mean anything quite so lurid but now I’ve given you the image you may well never forget it. Paul has a deep sense that as we open ourselves up to the risen Christ in worship, in scripture, in fellowship and in prayer, we become taken over by Christ love We are controlled not in a zombie manner, but by the extraordinary impetus of God’s will to love, God’s will that we “do justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with our God.”

The Corinthians are not doing that. So Paul takes the dangerous step of setting himself up as an example. He reminds them that he was not slick in speech, or smart in brain, or rich in pocket. He was dependent utterly on the Christ who had taken over his life. So taken over his life that Paul dared to advertise his own integrity as a counter-image to the Corinthians’ sheer arrogance.

Paul dares to remind the Corinthians that he came to them and persuaded them of the integrity of the gospel by sheer reliance on the risen Christ; by absolute absence of trickery. Not look at me, but look through me and see Christ.

The litmus test I like to use in the life of churches, to evaluate authenticity and Christlikeness is that of “who is this about?” Have I, for example, turned worship into a performance of which I am the star, whether I be pastor, preacher, priest, music leader or, improbably, janitor?

As an aside I’m reminded once again of the time that I carried out an emergency Sunday locum in an Adelaide parish, and found myself talking after the service to a man who had just finished cleaning the toilets. He turned out to be a retired bishop, who of course I had never met before, but who I had long heard of as one of the most authentic and credible bishops in the Australian church.

I strive for excellence in many aspects of worship and Christian life – while being fully aware of my own inadequacy. I do so not in the belief that we should radiate excellence for the sake of excellence, but the belief that if we get our balances right, if we use the gifts that God has given us corporately and individually to the best of our ability, then we can be assured that we are authentically serving the gospel of the risen Lord.

As Jesus entered the temple that he saw as the House of his Father he is furious. He is furious because all the potential of the temple to be a place of awe and mystery and sanctuary and justice has been turned into a maelstrom of commerce and cheap plasticity. Our task is to make sure that our small buildings of God must never become such a thing (and let me add I sincerely believe that they have not). But we must always be on our guard. I want to get our assets right at all times to ensure they serve the proclamation of the gospel, and to that we will work and are working together.

In this time of Lent the equally big if not bigger issue is for us to look deeply within ourselves to remember a sort of benevolent form of the Glyptapanteles wasp; surrender ourselves daily to be transformed in the likeness of love, the likeness of Christ, the likeness of lives lived for others.

 * Okaaaaay ... technically the picture isn't Glyptapanteles, but the best I can do ... and it is a nasty bugger

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