In Lois Tverberg’s (“tuh-Ver-berg”)
blog, Our Rabbi Jesus, she tells the
story of a Ph.D. student who spends several months a year in Israel as a part
of her studies. One day while walking on
a road near Bethlehem, she watched as three shepherd converged with their
separate flocks of sheep. They all
greeted one another and then began talking.
While they were talking, the sheep wandered and intermingled, melting
into one big flock.
Witnessing this she began to wonder
how the three shepherds would ever be able to identify their own sheep . . .
so, she waited. When the time came for
each of the shepherds to head their own ways, she watched with fascination as
each of the shepherds called out to their sheep. At the sound of the shepherd’s voice . . .
like magic . . . the sheep separated into three flocks.
After thousands of years . . . nothing
has changed. The sheep know their
shepherd’s voice.
Jesus has called us by name. He has called each of us by name, and we have
responded to that voice . . . we have embraced his call upon our lives to follow
him. And, we know that he walks with us
as our Shepherd. How does the song
go? You know the song . . . In the Garden:
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am his own
Like the sheep we know the Shepherd by
his voice . . . in the way that he says our name.
In our scripture reading this morning,
it is the winter . . . probably around December . . . and the Jews have come to
Jerusalem to celebrate the Feast of Dedication, or what we know as
Hanukah. One day Jesus is walking
through Solomon’s Colonnade . . . a very special and sacred place . . . when he
is confronted by a group of very devout Jews who begin to question him about
when he is going to come right out and tell everyone that he is the
Messiah. These are devout Jews . . .
devout people of the faith . . . who are curious about whether or not Jesus is
the One, if he is the Messiah.
Of course, Jesus answers them . . .
answers them quite bluntly. He tells him
that he has already told them who he is . . . he has done it in the words that
he spoke and the actions—the miracles—that he has done. Then he tells them that basically, they were
not listening. Had they been listening
they would have heard, and if they had heard they would be following him . . .
they would be one of his flock. They
would have recognized it in his voice . . . in the way that he said their
names.
Years ago, Hebert Brokering wrote a
small book of modern parables called, I
Openings. In one of the parables he
tells the story of a couple who go to a marriage counselor because they are
ready to get a divorce. Instead of talk
therapy, the counselor grabs two chairs that she puts back to back in a
room. He tells the husband and wife to
sit down in the chairs. Then he tells
them that their task is to call out each other’s names . . . and to keep doing
it until they hear their names once again in that way that they did when they
fell in love. She tells them to not come
out until it happens . . . then she leaves.
Now I doubt if any couple who were
contemplating divorce would put up with such a strange request; yet, at the
same time, the counselor understood. The
counselor understood the power of the voice . . . how the voice can break
through and bring hope. It is all in
remembering how the beloved has called our names . . . it is in that voice that
we recognize the Shepherd.
How many countless movies have we seen
the plot when someone is terribly mangled . . . mangled to the point that he or
she is no longer recognizable; but when the person speaks to those closest to
them . . . they recognize their loved one.
Or those movies where two people, as children fall in love, move away
from each other, and later discover one another again . . . in the way that
they said each other’s names. So it is
with Jesus. We recognize him in the way
he says our names . . . we recognize his voice . . . and, we follow.
One of the things about being a
shepherd is the responsibility of finding food for the sheep . . . not an easy
task, especially in a place like Israel where the grass is valued commodity
because of its rareness. Thus the
shepherd moves from place to place, rarely staying in the same spot. After all, the sheep are not fenced in with
the feed being brought to them . . . no, they are going wherever the shepherd
leads them. And, they follow because
they recognize the voice in the way that the shepherd calls them to follow him
in his footsteps.
Well, Jesus is not a feedlot operator
. . . no, he is a shepherd . . . a shepherd who always seems to be on the move
. . . from one place to another, from one cause to another. Jesus doesn’t seem to stand still for too
long. He is always on the move . . .
always calling us . . . always calling us to follow.
Think about it.
I would be shocked if
any of you who are here this morning wouldn’t
admit that your
relationship with Jesus . . . that your journey with Jesus . . .
is different than it
was when you first heard Jesus call your name.
That you
are not in the place
you were when you first decided to follow that voice. I
think that we are all
in deeper and closer relationships with Jesus . . . and, I
think it would be
honest to admit that it has not always been easy, and that
we have not always
recognized the voice of Jesus in our lives.
Jesus has
taken us to some
places we had rather not go . . . at least not until we
heard him call us by
name . . . until we recognized his voice in those places
and situations.
These religiously
devote Jews who questioned Jesus about whether or
not he was just going
to come out and tell them he was the Messiah, well,
they just could not
recognize the voice for whatever reason. Until they
could recognize the
voice of God through Jesus, they just were not going to
get it.
Of course, those who
hear and recognize their name in the voice of the
Shepherd . . . well,
they get it all. They get all the
protection, all the grace,
all the hope, all the
promise, and all of the companionship that the
Shepherd provides. Jesus tells the group that is gathered around
him this:
“My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and
they follow me. I give
them eternal life, and they shall never
perish; no one can snatch them
out of my hand.” The key is in following the voice that calls
. . . that
wandering voice that
pulls us through life into new situations and
relationship each and
every day . . . calls us into service of others . . . calls
us into compassion .
. . calls us into mission. Not always
the places we
want to go. And, when we do not want to go, we have
harder time hearing
and recognizing the
voice of the Shepherd.
In the song, In the
Garden, we sing:
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And he tells me I am His own
It is in the way that He says our name that we recognize
Jesus . . . in the
good times, bad times, and all the times in-between. We follow where the
Shepherd leads.
Amen.
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