August 16/20, 2006
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Our gospel story for today about the vertically-challenged Zacchaeus is not the one appointed for today by the lectionary. But I have included it in our worship today because it helps me tell the story of El Salvador...at least it helps me tell a part of what I learned and experienced in the ten days of my mission-study trip.
Children love this story because the main character is someone they can relate to. He's short. Too short to see what's going on when crowds form, his view blocked by a forest of taller folks in their flowing desert garb who find his tugging on their sleeves for information an annoyance. When the wandering teacher and healer from Nazareth comes to his town, Zacchaeus hitches up his own robes and does an end-run around the crowd. He doesn't care how undignified or comical he looks running down the narrow streets, his white ankles exposed, his little legs churning up the dust. He is determined to get a good seat for this parade. He finds it in the upper branches of an accommodating sycamore tree. Maybe he hopes the Teacher will notice him up there on top of the world. Maybe he hopes to remain unseen, anonymous, an observer only. Jesus, meanwhile, who had been walking for some time, has every reason to care more about his feet and where he is headed next than to notice the antics of this unsavory little man. With each dusty step towards Jerusalem, Jesus must have been contemplating the fate that awaited him there - betrayal by his closest friends, torture and a cruel death at the hands of the junta of Roman and Jewish authorities. Yet as he approaches the gates of Jericho he lifts his head...and notices something moving in the branches of a stately old tree. His eye meets Zacchaeus'... and in that moment, Zacchaeus is changed forever. "Zacchaeus, hurry and come down," are the words Jesus uses. His tone is urgent: his time on earth is growing short and there is much to do to bring in the kingdom of God. "Hurry and come down, for I must stay at your house today." Jesus invites himself to be the houseguest of the least favorite citizen of Jericho, the godfather of organized graft, and it doesn't sit well with the townspeople. Zacchaeus has to be astonished at this opportunity, but he doesn't miss a beat. He climbs down out of his perch to extend Jesus a warm Jericho welcome, and goes one better: he acknowledges Jesus as Lord. It's a miracle, Luke is saying...a miracle that the conniving Zacchaeus does such an about-face. For Jesus had just used another rich power broker - the one we remember as "the rich young ruler" - to illustrate how tough it would be for the privileged class to feel their need for the new life he was bringing. "How hard it is for those who have wealth to enter the kingdom of God. Indeed, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God." (Luke 18:24-25) Yet here was such a rich man, who, thinking he was seeking Jesus, discovered that in reality it was Jesus who was seeking him. Zacchaeus is a colorful character, of course, and an example for us of openness and faithfulness. But it is Jesus who is the hero of this salvation story. It is he who comes to announce and embody the good news: God is doing a great thing today! This is the time of deliverance and redemption. This is the time to open our eyes and see what God is doing all around us. When even one person is offered forgiveness, hears a word of affirmation, clings to hope that life can be different, or resolves to live by a new set of values going forward, there is the kingdom of God at work. Which brings me at last to El Salvador. For Jesus noticed a bunch of rich gringos hanging out in a tree watching the world go by and called to us, "Hurry and come down." So we hurried down on Mexicana Airlines to Central America and were happy to welcome Jesus, who was waiting for us there, at home with the poor. The country of El Salvador sits just a few degrees north of the equator. With 6.6 million people inhabiting an area the size of Massachusetts, it is the most densely populated country in Central America. It is also the country most at risk environmentally. The landscape - green now in the rainy season - is studded with volcanoes, and it is frequently in the path of devastating hurricanes and earthquakes. A brutal twelve-year-long civil war took an estimated 70,000 lives. Though it officially ended in 1992 with the Peace Accords, which legitimized the popular guerrilla movement as a viable political party, a kind of national post-traumatic syndrome still hangs over survivors. It has been said that Salvadorans are security-obsessed. By some estimates, 1 in 3 own firearms. Armed police and security guards like this man were a common sight. Despite aid from foreign governments (principally the U.S.) and a steady stream of direct remittances to family members from Salvadorans who have found their way to North America, half of the people in El Salvador live below the poverty line. The average yearly income for those fortunate to find work is $2,350...compared to $41,000 in this country. Violent crime is a serious problem, both in the urban core and the rural areas. And while access to water and electrical power is widespread and most roads are passable, the country's solid waste treatment program is woefully inadequate to handle the garbage generated by six and a half mission people. Standing tall in a witches' brew of intractable problems, the people of El Salvador are the country's richest resource. Serious and hard-working by nature, Salvadorans are direct, friendly, and generous. Their hospitality is warm and genuine. When the Lutheran Bishop, Medardo Gomez, warned us to be careful of robbers, his eyes twinkled: "Salvadorans will steal your heart," he promised. He was right. They did. My reason for going to El Salvador was to see for myself what all the excitement was about. When Ron and Elaine Larson and John and Ann Curtis from this congregation heard Jesus call to them, "Hurry and come down," they went. They climbed out of their trees, went down to El Salvador to live with the poor, and came back to share their story with the rest of us - their eyes shining. Curious, I decided to "come down", too. I wanted to experience El Salvador first-hand and meet the leaders and students we'd been praying for. I wanted to check on Family of Christ's investment in the work of the Salvadoran Lutheran Church. So I joined a mission study group that had formed around Pastor Kristian Johnson. We all wanted to visit the work that for which he and his pastor-spouse had been generating resources for some seven years or so. Jesus was calling, as I now know. Calling me out of my comfortable tree...to come down to El Salvador. | ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |