
The Rev. Frank Logue A Stranger Kind of Love With a first quick glance,
this weeks Gospel reading sounds like some practical party advice from the Son of
God. Its like a Messianic Good Housekeeping, or a divine version of Martha
Stewart Living. To make the Gospel comparison worse, I received an email this week
called Martha Stewarts Tips for Texans. The email included such timeless tips as Always identify
people in your yard before shooting them, and Do not allow the dog
to eat at the table no matter how good his manners are. It reminded me of an
earlier joke email I received about Martha Stewart. A quick search of the web turned it up
once again. The email gave a list of tips from Martha Stewart together with a more
practical approach. It was called Marthas Way vs. My Way. Here are three examples: Martha's way: Stuff a
miniature marshmallow in the bottom of a sugar cone to prevent ice cream drips. Martha's way: When a cake
recipe calls for flouring the baking pan, use a bit of the dry cake mix instead and there
won't be any white mess on the outside of the cake. Martha's way: Now look what
you can do with Alka Seltzer: The Gospel reading for
today gives us Jesus way. Jesus gives practical advice to both the invited guests
and the hosts. Jesus tells us that when we are guests at a wedding banquet, we should not
take one of the seats of honor. He warns that those who exalt themselves will be humbled,
while those who humble themselves will be exalted. Then Jesus gives advice for party
hosts. Jesus says that you should not invite friends, relatives, or rich neighbors to a
party as they can reciprocate. Rather Jesus said one should invite the perpetually
uninvited, giving examples from his own day. Jesus suggested a guest list consisting of
the poor, the crippled, the lame, and the blind. Invite people who can never repay you
Jesus advises. Jesus knew all about being
a stranger in need of hospitality. Look at the Gospel of Luke, from which we get
todays Gospel reading. From Luke chapter 9:51 through the end of the book in chapter
24, Jesus is almost always on the road. Jesus is continually the stranger to a new town in
need of hospitality. Jesus also offered hospitality while on the road. Jesus would find
himself surrounded by a crowd made up of people come to check out the stranger in the area
who came with a new teaching and yet he would serve as the host, sitting them down and
feeding the multitudes. Jesus even serves as host in others houses. The Last Supper
was served by Jesus in a home where Jesus himself was a guest. Alongside this Gospel
reading, we get a selection from Hebrews that sheds more light on what Jesus is teaching.
The Hebrews reading says, Let mutual love continue. Do not neglect to show
hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without knowing
it. The original Greek passage our translation comes from has an interesting turn of
phrase. This verse from Hebrews says, Let Philadelphia remain. Do not go on
being unmindful of Philoxenia. Philadelphia means brotherly love. Philoxenia
means love of the stranger. It comes from philos meaning love and xenos
meaning stranger. Throughout the New Testament, the Greek philoxenia, love of the
stranger translates in hospitality in English. Hospitality is the sort of thing Martha
Stewart writes about. In the Bible, hospitality is not just something we offer friends and
relatives (or even rich neighbors). The Bible tells us that hospitality is something
extended to strangers. The author of Hebrews tells us to continue with the brotherly love
we have for one another, but in doing so, we are not to neglect to love strangers. Didnt the folks in
the Bible have Mamas who told them not to talk to strangers? Probably, and I hope the kids
here this morning will understand that what I am saying still means that you should not
talk to strangers and certainly not go anywhere with strangers. We need to dig deeper to
find out whats going on here. The author of Hebrews
connects love of stranger to another biblical story. We are told, Do not neglect to
show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without
knowing it. This is a clear reference to the story of Abraham and Sarah in the Old
Testament book of Genesis for they entertained strangers who turned out to be more than
they expected. Abraham saw three men approaching his tents. As any good Bedouin would do
today, Abraham invited the strangers to rest and refreshment. But Abraham really went out
of his way, offering to wash the three strangers feet, and to have a meal prepared
for them. The three strangers blessed Abraham and promised the aged Abraham and Sarah that
they would bear a son within the year. Abraham offered hospitality to strangers, who
turned out to be angels who brought him Gods blessing. I heard this same idea of
strangers bringing a blessing repeated when I was an intern with the Anglican Church in
Tanzania. During an orientation program in the Tanzanian capital of Dar Es Salaam, I was
told that a visitor in the home is seen as bringing blessings, so many Tanzanians would
want to host me. Once I was at work in far western Tanzania, I found out how true those
words were. But in discussing it with Canon Bikaka, the priest for whom I worked, I said
something about how I was told that the visitor brings a blessing, so people wanted me to
come so that some good thing would then happen to them for sharing hospitality with a
stranger. Bikaka explained that I had it all wrong. He told me that as a stranger invited
in to share hospitality, I was the blessing. Anything that might happen later was extra.
Sharing hospitality with a stranger was itself a gift. And in the back of beyond in
Tanzania, I could see how that was certainly true. Inviting a stranger as a guest in the
home to talk with and entertain was a gift in itself. But I also learned in
Tanzania how it is not always clear who is the stranger. When any newcomer comes to any
place, everyone they see is a stranger to them and the newcomer is the stranger to
everyone they meet. Let me explain that a little better with an example. I knew that I was
a stranger in a strange land so to speak, but I missed the point that the people I met
could wonder how strange they appeared to me. They wondered what I thought of their homes,
their food, and their customs. When I first arrived for the
internship at St. Hilarys Church in Kibondo, Tanzania, a four-day youth rally was
beginning. One important feature of this event was the performance of numerous traditional
dance groups. Each group would present a dance set to live music. The dances each
illustrated some biblical lesson. These dance groups were a great example of how the
Tanzanian Church has found uniquely African ways to share the Gospel. In a non-church
setting these dance groups would earn money with tips from the crowd. Someone giving a tip
would be expected to dance with the group with a bit of teasing back and forth with the
lead dancer before giving the tip. During the first morning of the
event, Canon Bikaka danced out and gave a tip to one dance group. Later others followed
suit, much to the delight of the dancers and the crowd of more than 1,000 onlookers. Just
before lunch, one group was doing a particularly good job and I decided that I too should
offer a tip. I took out a suitable bill and step forward. There was an uneasiness palpable
in the crowd. Then I decided not to hold back. I went over the top in presenting my tip,
playing with the lead dancer and joining in the fun. The crowd went wild. The tension
present a moment before exploded as everyone seemed to burst out laughing at once. I knew
some folks were laughing at me just as some were laughing with me and I didnt care.
I just danced along, gave the tip and danced away. Later I could look back on that
dance as a major event in my internship. People all over town were talking about the mzungu,
the foreigner who had joined the dance. Rather than stand back and watch, I joined in. As
the only white person present at the event, and often the only white face to be seen in
the town of 6,000, I was an obvious stranger in their midst. But rather than treat the
people and their customs as strange, I crossed the barrier dividing us and danced. During
my brief stay in Tanzania, Philoxenia, love of stranger, transformed in Philadelphia,
brotherly love. How can we possibly live out
love of the stranger in our day-to-day lives? Are we to really go riding around in our
cars, trolling for poor, crippled, and blind dinner guests?
Certainly, Jesus did mean for the folks he was talking with to do just that.
But, inviting folks to a party because they cant pay you back is just one dramatic
way to show philoxenia, love of the stranger. Jesus didnt say to share love
with everyone you dont know. What he was really saying was to share love with the
people no one else loves. We have to look for ways to
break down the walls that separate us from the people who have no one else or few other
people to turn to. I experienced this recently with a King of Peace event. I tagged along
a couple of Fridays ago as the Tuesday Morning Womens Bible Study went to have
afternoon tea at Camden Hall, a very nice, new assisted living home in Kingsland. The
afternoon tea is a daily ritual for the residents at Camden Hall. We were arriving as
their guests. We were the strangers who had come into their home. And yet, during the tea,
I watched as folks from King of Peace reached out to others. We had arrived as the
strangers and yet it was the women from King of Peace who seemed to be offering the
hospitality. It wasnt that we visited a nursing home where patients are left,
forgotten by their families. Camden Hall is not that sort of facility. But, by going and
sharing some tea and finger food with people in a place where new visitors are rare, the
womens group shared philoxenia, love of the stranger. Our readings for today call each
of us to philoxenia, the stranger kind of love. As a church, we have begun to find
ways to answer that call in our own community. But philoxenia is not only a
community effort. You will never experience the fullness of the love of God without
strangers. Strangers bring us a new glimpse of Gods love and grace. In sharing love
for a stranger, we are transformed. When we share real love, we do not bring the person to
where we are or go with them back to where he or she was. In sharing real love with a
stranger, we are both taken to a new place of understanding.[1]
Like the visit to Camden Hall for tea or the time I danced like a fool in Tanzania,
hospitality shared with a stranger is not a chore to get through, hospitality shared with
a stranger can be a lot of fun. For reaching out to the stranger is not something we do
simply because we hope to be blessed for it later. Reaching out to the people with whom no
one else takes time can be its own reward. Amen. [1] While not a quote, this insight came from reading Vincent Donovans Christian Rediscovered (Orbis Books, 1993). |
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