Here in the midst of Holy Week we remember the last time Jesus gathered for dinner with his disciples. It was a very intimate opportunity for Jesus to share his final teachings. In this sermon I explore why he chose to break bread, bless wine and wash feet. May you deeply experience Christ's love during this holy season.
Maundy Thursday Sermon
St. Barnabas Episcopal Church
Holy Week 2010
Rev. Valerie Hart
Whenever I am in a pine glen or a pine forest where the pine
needles are on the ground and it’s warm and the sun is shining on them, there’s
a certain smell. It’s not the same
smell as a Christmas tree. That
smells green. This is the dry
brown pine needles with the sun on them in the summertime.
There’s a certain smell, and whenever I smell that smell, I
remember the place where I spent my summers in Ontario, Canada. It was on a lake where there were lots
of pine trees. In the summertime,
that smell triggers that memory.
It feels like I’m standing right there. - Scientists have found that the
sense of smell is the sense that most clearly triggers memory.
Do you have any memories that get triggered by smell? Maybe a certain food that when you were
a child was made at the holidays.
Maybe your mother’s perfume or the smell of your father when you gave
him a hug. Do you have any of
those kind of memories? Sensual
and vivid? Those kind of memories
are not of words. You don’t think
about that memory. You relive
it.
On the last night that Jesus had with His disciples, He
could have done a lot of different things. We all know about someone who’s dying and may want to pass
something on to their family and their friends. Sometimes you might even think about what it is you would
want to pass on.
There are lots of ways that Jesus could have spent that last
night. He could have written out
instructions. He could have
written a whole book like Mohammed did.
Or He could have told a scribe to write it for Him. He could have told His disciples a
clear set of beliefs, spelling out in great detail the nature of The Trinity
and the relationship between the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit. Don’t you kind of wish He’d done that
instead of us trying to figure it out ourselves? But He didn’t.
He could have given them a list of rules, something like the
Torah. If you’ve ever picked up
Leviticus, you know that there’s a whole set of rules of how you’re supposed to
do things. On His last night He
could have said, “These are the things that I really care about, so make sure
that you do this, this way and that that way”, but He didn’t.
He didn’t choose to do it that way. Instead He had dinner with then. He ate with them. They tasted. They smelled.
They touched. Some of us
had dinner before this service where we had some of the parts of what a
Passover meal might have been like, and it would have had bitter herbs. Horseradish is what we usually
have. And then a sweet thing made
with honey and apples and raisins, bitter and sweet. There was bread and lamb, unique textures with different
flavors. And, of course, the flavors of the wine. And the smells would have been rich, sensual, material,
incarnate. A very human
experience.
Then He took this dinner, and He used it to teach. Not by giving a grand explanation, not
by talking theology, not by setting up rules, but by taking the bread and
adding to the blessing when He broke it, saying, “This is broken for you. This is my body, broken for you.” And He gave it to them to all eat. And as they ate it, they tasted, they
savored, they consumed it, they chewed it in their mouths and swallowed
it. And that bread that Jesus had
blessed became a part of them and fed them.
And then after dinner He picked up the cup of wine. The smell of wine. One of my memories of church as a child
was that on those days when there was communion I could smell the wine. It’s a unique smell. And, of course, there was the
taste. Wine is such a wonderful
image. Back then wine was what you
drank all the time. You didn’t
drink water without putting some wine in it because you had to have something
to kill all the bugs that were in the water.
Bread and wine was what you subsisted on. It’s what you survived on. That was the main part of every
meal. And here He took the wine
and He blessed it. And He said,
“This is my blood, which is shed for you.”
Now, that is a very powerful statement for us, but for a Jew
at that time, that is an extraordinary statement because, you see, the blood of
animals was considered to contain the life force, the spirit of that animal. So
when a Jew had meat, the animal was sacrificed to God, and the blood was poured
out on the altar because they felt that they had no right to consume the blood. When an animal is killed according to
kosher rules, it is hung upside down and its throat is slit so all of the blood
can be drained out of it. Jewish people don’t consume blood. Blood is offered to God. It is the spirit. So for Jesus to say that this wine is
my blood and that you should drink it must have been an odd experience for his
disciples.
But wine also has another thing about it; it’s an
intoxicant. It’s called a spirit
because, you know, when you drink a little bit of wine, you feel different. You drink a lot of wine, you feel a lot
different [Laughter]. You drink too much wine
and it’s not good. But it changes
your consciousness.
He
didn’t give them grape juice. He
gave them wine. And He said that
that’s how we should remember Him, by breaking bread and sharing it among us,
and by blessing wine and sharing it among us. He didn’t give the disciples a lot of rules. He told them to do something - to break
bread and bless wine. Then He did
the most remarkable thing of all.
Now
this dinner, this Passover dinner, was a really great meal. At that time they ate in the style of
the Greeks, so people are not sitting in chairs. They were lying on their sides on their left elbow and
eating with their right hand. In
John’s Gospel it says that the head of the disciple that Jesus loved was on
Jesus’ breast. This just meant
that He was to the right of Jesus, and his head would have rested right
there.
So
they were lounging, eating, enjoying the Passover together. And then Jesus just got up for no
particular reason; he got up and took off in his outer garment. It would be
sort of like Mr. Rogers taking off his jacket when he gets home. He took off His jacket, and He just had
on His simple garment. Then He
took a towel and a basin of water, and He began to wash the disciples' feet.
Now,
washing feet was something that only servants did. And, according to the law, according to Torah law, you
couldn’t force a servant to wash peoples’ feet. It was against the law to tell them they had to do it
because it was considered that demeaning.
And He washed their feet.
What a sensual thing to do.
A
friend, for my birthday, took me to go get a pedicure. You sit in a chair, and someone comes
and soaks your feet and then massages them and washes them. And it is extraordinary to have someone
fuss over you like that.
Now,
imagine that it is the teacher that you have been following for months, who you
have seen walk on water and bring people to life and preaching with strength,
the person you think is the Messiah. This is the person that you walked down
the hill from Bethany with. You heard them cheering for the king of kings, yet
here he is kneeling there washing your feet. No wonder Peter said, “No. Don’t do that.”
Hard to let that kind of love in.
Jesus
did give one command that last night.
He didn’t write it down, but it was simple enough that it could be
remembered. He said, “Love one
another as I have loved you.”
“Love one another as I have loved you.” He said that after He had washed their feet. Love one another in humility. Love one another with compassion. Love one another in service and in
action.
Jesus
didn’t talk about what the disciples should think about. He wasn’t concerned about what they
believed. He was concerned about
what they would do. And He was
very visceral and material and incarnate.
This was not an abstract teacher of ethereal knowledge. This was about bread and wine and dirty
feet. This was here in the body,
and it was about action.
So
what Jesus left His disciples with as the last thing was to do. Do. Act. Act in the
material world. Be with one
another. Love one another not in
some abstract sense of oh, yeah, I feel a warm fuzzy feeling about everybody in
the world. “Love one another as I
have loved you”, on my knees washing your feet. Love with your actions, as well as your heart.
That’s
what He taught the last day of His life.
That’s what we’re to remember.
And that’s how He wants us to remember Him. And so we gather on this Thursday night as we remember each
year the last week of Jesus’ life.
As we get prepared for tomorrow, for Good Friday, when we’ll remember
His crucifixion, so that we can be ready on Easter to receive the great grace and
gift of His resurrection.
Tonight
we do. We do in a very material
incarnational way. We will wash
feet, we will break bread, we will share wine, and we will remember the one who
told us that we are to love one another as Christ loved us.
Amen.
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