Are You Walking the Walk You are Talking?

The Reverend Canon Beth Knowlton

St. Paul’s Church

Augusta, Georgia

October 19,2008

1 Thessalonians 1:1-10; Matthew 22:15-22

Proper 24A

 

 

When I first started working as a policy analyst at the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention in Atlanta, I was part of a two year program that allowed multiple assignments throughout the agency. It was designed to attract young people to public service, and give them time to discern their best placement after graduate school

 

I was at 22 years old a bit of a romantic.  My trip down to Atlanta for interviews was exciting.  I can still remember renting a car and seeing the skyline come into view as I made my way up the downtown connector.  The professor’s daughter from Mount Pleasant, Michigan, had hit the big city.

 

I talked to at least ten different departments during my two days.  I was naive to the structures of the organization and didn’t really pay attention to whether I was talking to the office of the director or a branch manager.  I was here to serve and I needed to find the best place to do that.  The interview that captured my imagination was in the field of emergency response.  These were the folks on the front line, dealing with public health threats as hurricanes struck and volcanoes erupted.

 

The manager interviewing me spent the entirety of our time telling me about the work and mission of the branch, and I was hooked.  Never did it occur to me to ask what I would be doing to support that mission.  Visions of jetting around the world with these doctors seemed the answer to my deepest longings.  The manager interviewing me said, “You know sometimes this job is so much fun, I don’t even want to go home.”

 

So, despite talking to other folks and listening to job descriptions that matched my skills and interest, I decided to pursue the Emergency Response position.  I called the branch manager back from the A & W to make sure he knew how interested I was.  If you can imagine a young eager puppy, that is probably an appropriate metaphor.  I was on my way. 

 

When I arrived on campus just after graduation, my first clue to my job description should have been when they showed me into a storage closet that they had converted to an office.  At the end of the summer a number of the other staff seemed surprised that I hadn’t returned to school with the other summer interns.

 

I did start to notice that the manager who had interviewed me didn’t seem to have any trouble going home on time.  He also rarely seemed to be having any sort of fun.  I also noticed that the doctor I worked for didn’t seem to realize that I had a two year degree in policy analysis.  He handed me one series of clerical tasks after the other.

 

I didn’t mind the idea of paying my dues, so I waited patiently for the next disaster to strike.  When it did, I realized the team divided into two groups.  The ones who left, and the ones who made the reservations so they could go.  You can probably guess which category I fell into.  But not going to the site was not really my biggest disillusionment.  It was far more the realization that the managers words and his behavior seemed to bear no relationship with one another.  Where was the man having so much fun he didn’t want to go home?  Instead he seemed burned out and ready to retire. 

 

“For we know brothers and sisters beloved by God that he has chosen you, because our message of the gospel came to you not only in word only, but also in power and in the Holy Spirit and with full conviction; just as you know what kind of persons we proved to be among you for your sake.  And you became imitators of us and of the Lord, for in spite of persecution you received the word with joy inspired by the Holy Spirit...”

 

Paul reminds us today in the letter to the Thessalonians of the important of coherence between our words and our actions.  When people ask me what I learned being raised a Quaker, I almost always answer that I never doubted that what I believed had to translate into how I lived my life.  For the early Christians this was no easy task.  They were not being evangelized into a life of safety or comfort.  Paul has suffered persecution and makes no bones about the fact that his communities can expect no different.  It hard to imagine being invited into a life a certain hardship and reacting with that news with joy.

 

The good news was not necessarily fun and happy news, but life changing news that could yield joy.

 

Our culture has difficulty discerning the difference between happiness and joy.  To be happy is an emotion, free from worry or concern, and flees at the first sign of any trouble.  It is the kind of feeling the immediately dissipates in bad traffic, or from a badly stubbed toe.

 

Joy is completely different.  It is born from hope and does not rely only on the moment.  We have all met people of deep joy.  Often the more we get to know them, the more we realize they have not had an easy life free from trouble.  This used to surprise me.  How could you suffer terrible trials such as illness, loss of dear relationships and still get up in the morning with gratitude and thanksgiving?

 

The living and true God provides us a different way of experiencing this world.  We have underneath the challenges a well of support that gives us hope.

 

It is a balancing act.  Some parts of Christianity seem to only focus on the ultimate reward we are striving for.  Because we have been given the assurance of life beyond this one, we should be able to suffer any trial here and now.  While this is true in part, Paul clearly believes there is a transformation that is available to us here and now.  Later on in this same letter, he assures the community that one of the reasons he has sent Timothy to them, is to make sure they are supporting one another in times of difficulty.  It is a community responsibility to remind one another of the good news and act in a different way right now to show the fruits of that proclamation. 

 

This is also at the heart of the gospel lesson today. This passage is sometimes used to show how as Christians we are to navigate between our civic and religious lives.  We are assured we can pay taxes and still give to God the things that are God’s.  But to see this only as a treatise on how church and state are meant to  intersect, is a narrowing of the text.  Jesus is in the temple defending himself against those who have already decided to kill him.  They are devising the most tricky questions possible to see if they can trip him up.

 

Matthew is clear that their whole intention is one of plotting and entrapment.  When they coyly assure Jesus of their regard for him and ask him an “innocent question” they have in fact tossed him a hot potato.  If he accepts the coin and the premise of the Roman tax, he has committed idolatry since the imprint on the coin declares the divinity of the Roman ruler.  But, if he refuses the tax he can be arrested.  The Pharisees had been known for walking that line by having their words inconsistent with their practice.  They could support those who believed in the nationalism of the empire in word by not speaking out against it, but not necessarily following all the requirements of the system either.  Their lives appear anything but joyful, rather they are calculating and suspicious.

 

Jesus asks them for the coin to point out this hypocrisy.  They are clearly questioning how someone could pay the tax and not be guilty of idolatry.  Jesus turns the table by pointing out that they are already participating in the system they oppose, merely by possessing the coin coming out of their Temple revenue.  Rather than argue the point, Jesus reveals their hypocrisy.

 

The need to live a life of faith that is consistent between word and action is still a challenge to us.  Most of us do not need to stake our life by our proclamation, but we do still give witness in the world.  One of my favorite quotes from St. Francis is, “proclaim the gospel at all times, use words when necessary.”  Our children know this the best of all.  We can tell them what to do, but believe me they’ll notice whether we follow our own advice.  A recent article in Newsweek said that doctors who watched their own health, were far more successful in convincing their patients they needed to practice healthy lifestyles.  It is not surprising that integrity goes a long way.  We’ve all had experiences of both those who do and those who don’t.

 

But most of all the coherence between our words and our actions opens the real possibility of joy.  We do not need to expend energy saying one thing, and then living another way.  I was disappointed by my initial assignment at the CDC.  But I went on to spend another ten years there and had the opportunity to work for many people who did in fact love what they did.  The best ones had the joy of knowing they were making a difference in the world.

 

How are you called to witness in your life each day?  Can people sense the joy we are given?  Do our communities support one another in the hard times?  As we enter difficult times, we have a chance to return to our roots.  We can again hear the good news, respond in word and deed.  We can proclaim joy.

 

Amen