Sunday, March 23, 2014

Cosmic Thoughts


St. Paul’s Church in Bergen, Jersey City NJ
March 23, 2014

Year A: The Third Sunday in Lent
Exodus 17:1-7
Psalm 95
Romans 5:1-11
John 4:5-42

Cosmic Thoughts

            Lately I’ve been thinking about space.
            Not space in the sense that we need more space here at St. Paul’s, though that’s true enough, but space like… the universe.
            You may have seen the story in the news this past week that scientists have observed evidence of the first moments of the universe. I won’t even try to explain how scientists have figured this out – it involves using radio telescopes to observe ripples in space-time - but it seems that right after the so-called “Big Bang,” when the universe was only trillionth of a trillionth of a trillionth second old it expanded at a speed far greater than the speed of light – in the first moment the universe went from nothing to become, well, the universe.
            And these same scientists go even further, speculating that our universe may be just one of an infinite number of universes. The New York Times described it this way:
            “…beyond our own universe there might be an endless number of other universes bubbling into frothy eternity like a pot of pasta bubbling over.”
            Hmm.
            And then I’ve also been watching the new version of the TV show, Cosmos.
            Anybody else seen it?
            It’s very well done with outstanding special effects.
            The first episode explored the mind-blowing vastness of our universe – and the unfathomable vastness of infinite universes beyond our own.
            Now, I don’t know about you, but, while this stuff is fascinating, I also find it a little upsetting, even a little depressing.
            Trying to wrap my head around the great age of the universe – some 14 billion years – and the vastness of just our universe not to mention infinite universes gets me feeling really, really small and really unimportant.
            Of course, you don’t have to think about space to feel unimportant. Probably all of us feel that way at least sometimes.
            Ever feel like nobody pays any attention to you? That nobody bothers to really get to know you?
            At school we may feel small and unimportant if we’re not on the honor roll or if we’re not a good athlete. At work we may feel small and unimportant if we get passed over for a promotion or a raise or, worse, if we’re laid off. If we’re older we may feel small and unimportant when people no longer take us seriously, no longer think we have anything to contribute. I could go on.
            All of us at one time or another – maybe a lot of the time – feel small and unimportant.
            Well, at the heart of Christianity, there is a mind-blowing idea – the idea, the faith, the wondrous realization that the God who flipped that first cosmic switch – the Spirit who made everything out of nothing – the Source of all that is and ever will be - actually knows us and truly cares about seemingly small and unimportant people like us.
            In today’s gospel lesson, we meet someone who probably felt pretty unimportant: the unnamed Samaritan woman who has a mind-blowing encounter with Jesus at the well.
            It’s a rich and complex story filled with lots of telling details.
            We tend to have very positive feelings about Samaritans thanks mostly to the Parable of the Good Samaritan. But, Jews of the First Century would not have felt so positively about the Samaritans.
            The Samaritans were descended from the old northern kingdom of Israel that had been destroyed back in the early 700s BC. But they had intermingled with other people and that made them, in the eyes of the Jews, no longer really part of the family.
            Although split off from the Jews, the Samaritans continued to follow the Pentateuch – the first five books of the Bible. But they didn’t recognize the Temple in Jerusalem instead worshiping God on Mount Gerizim. That was another source of friction with their Jewish cousins.
            So, here’s Jesus cutting through Samaria on his way from Judea back home to Galilee. It’s likely that Jews in Samaria would have kept a low profile, trying to avoid any encounters with Samaritans. And the feeling was probably mutual.
            Anyway, Jesus sends the disciples to go buy food, sits at the well to rest, and when a Samaritan woman approaches, he speaks to her, “Give me a drink.”
            We aren’t told her name but if we pay attention to the details we learn some important things about this woman. Notice we’re told that the encounter she has with Jesus at the well took place around noon. Doesn’t make much sense to draw water from a well in the middle of the day – the hottest part of the day. And where’s everybody else? They drew their water in the morning or will be there later in the evening.
            So, the woman is alone at the well. And in her conversation with Jesus we learn that she has had a rather complicated, apparently difficult life. She says she has had five husbands and the one she has now isn’t her husband. Hmm.
            Jesus does not condemn the woman but it’s fair to assume that this complicated personal life has made her an outcast in her community – an unimportant, maybe even despised, person who chooses – or is forced - to draw water from a well in the middle of the day when no one else is around.
            And there at the well Jesus and the woman have a conversation not so different in some ways from the conversation between Jesus and Nicodemus that we heard last week. Remember how Jesus and Nicodemus were talking on two different levels? Jesus says you must be born again and Nicodemus wonders how a man can enter his mother’s womb and be born a second time.
            Well, in this case the woman is understandably suspicious of this odd Jewish man who is asking her for water. They really shouldn’t even be speaking to each other!
            Then Jesus says, “If you knew the gift of God, and who it is saying to you, ‘Give me a drink,’ you would have asked him, and he would have given you living water.”
            Now, the woman has no idea what this strange man is talking about. She sensibly points out that this is awfully big talk for guy with no bucket. And, the well is deep.            
            But, like Nicodemus, though she doesn’t really understand she is intrigued by this stranger and by his mysterious words. She wants this living water – this living water that she doesn’t understand – this living water that quenches thirst for ever.
            Jesus then addresses part of the Jewish-Samaritan conflict over what’s the right place to worship: Mt. Gerizim or the Jerusalem Temple. Essentially, Jesus says it doesn’t really matter anymore where we worship. What matters is how we worship.
            Jesus says, “God is spirit, and those who worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.”
            And then finally in a remarkable moment Jesus reveals to this unnamed woman – this nobody – this outcast with a complicated past – Jesus reveals to this seemingly unimportant woman that he is the Messiah.
            The woman leaves her water jar – that’s no longer so important, is it? – and runs off to the city. She tells the people, “Come and see a man who told me everything I have ever done! He cannot be the Messiah, can he?”
            “Come and see a man who told me everything I have ever done.”
            This unnamed woman – this outcast with a complicated past – realizes that she is known – really known. She realizes that she is known, warts and all, and yet she is not condemned. She is really known and for her this is good news that she can’t wait to share with others.
            The Samaritan woman at the well, you and I, all of us, live in an incomprehensibly vast universe – or maybe even more incomprehensible than that - an infinite number of universes.
            And, all of us at one time or another – maybe a lot of the time – feel small and unimportant.
            And yet, at the heart of Christianity, at the core of our experience as Christians there is the mind-blowing idea – the idea, the faith, the wondrous realization that the God who flipped that first cosmic switch – the Spirit who made everything out of nothing – the Source of all that is and ever will be - actually knows us and truly cares about seemingly small and unimportant people like the woman at the well.
            No matter what we’ve done or haven’t done, no matter how complicated our lives have been, God who is Spirit knows and cares about seemingly small and unimportant people just like us.
            That’s good news worth sharing.
            Amen.