Third Sunday in
Advent
December 12th,
Year of Our + Lord 2021
Our Redeemer and
Our Savior’s Lutheran Churches
Custer and Hill
City, South Dakota
The Greatest and
the Least
“I am the greatest. Float like a butterfly, sting like the be, I’m the best in the world, I’m Muhammad Ali.” I am just old enough to have been enthralled by Muhammed Ali. Too young to understand his politics or religion. For me, Ali was just a marvelous fighter, and an amazing showman. According to many, he was the greatest heavyweight boxing champion in history. Ali certainly thought so. From a very young age, Ali, formerly named Cassius Clay, or the Louisville Lip as he was not so lovingly nicknamed, bragged that no one, not in his day or any earlier day, no one was as good as him. “I am the greatest!” And perhaps Muhammed Ali was right. He was frankly past his prime when I was old enough to follow boxing. And still he was amazing to watch, with hand speed and footwork never before seen in a heavyweight fighter.
It may be true that Ali was the greatest boxer who ever lived, and perhaps the greatest showman and braggart and self-promoter. Among his most famous lines about himself were: “I’m young, I’m handsome, I’m fast. I can’t possibly be beat,” and “Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, his hands can’t hit what his eyes can’t see,” and “It’s hard to be humble when you’re as great as I am.”
Some younger people today may wonder who I’m talking about. But Muhammed Ali was, in the 1970s and 1980s, probably the best-known person in the world. Which would in some sense make him “The Greatest,” no? I used to follow boxing closely, and even sparred a bit in my garage and backyard. Not so much anymore. It’s not that I decided that boxing is evil, but there is certainly a bitter side to boxing. It’s danger and pain are part of its allure to a young boy, which a bit more age and life experience made less appealing. Boxing is, after all, codified and controlled combat.
Now, I’m not up here to preach pacifism. I’m a former Marine, and proud of it. Even more, the Old Testament is full of fighters and warriors. Moses. Gideon. Samson. King David. Elijah. Indeed the angels we normally depict as lovely and gentle female figures in our Christmas decorations are a misrepresentation. Angels are neither male nor female. But if you read the Bible closely you will discover they most commonly appear as mighty warriors. Often their task is to fight God’s battles for Israel. That is, when the LORD Himself is not claiming the mantle as Protector of Israel, personally fighting to protect His Bride.
It is sadly necessary in this sinful world to have fighters: armies, police, and protective big brothers, or big sisters, as the case may be. Martial values obviously pose a risk, easily being perverted into bullying, and violence for violence’ sake. But it’s dangerous to pretend that there is no value in strength and a willingness to fight for truth, justice and to protect others. If all the good and strong decide fighting just isn’t acceptable in any circumstance, then the bad and violent will take over. Many would argue that boxing and other combat sports improve society by encouraging valor and strength, and by channeling our innate tendency to violence in a controlled way.
But boxing and other combat sports still
take a toll. The Parkinson’s disease
that limited and then shortened Muhammed Ali’s life may or may not have been
connected to the thousands of blows he took to the head. But you don’t have to investigate long to
understand the injury and debilitation that violent sports inflict on young
men, and increasingly, on young women.
Whether it is defensible as a sport or not, boxing takes a toll.
But then, so does every worldly endeavor. We are greatly blessed every day by the wonders of human innovation and technology. But every great construction project, like the Hoover Dam or the Golden Gate bridge, each one inflicts injury and many cost lives, sometimes hundreds or thousands. All work, however valuable, has the potential to injure. Truck drivers get bad backs, and occasionally cause terrible accidents. Farmers breathe dust and chemicals. Carpet layers ruin their knees. Woodworkers lose fingers. Doctors and nurses are exposed to dangerous diseases, and in rare instances kill a patient accidentally. Computer programmers get carpal tunnel, damage their eyesight, and are participants in the dulling of humanity’s brain activity. Living and working in this fallen world, for all its beauty and blessing, is in the end a battle against decay, entropy, and ultimately death.
So when Muhammed Ali turned prizefighting into a mesmerizing dance and covered the violence of his sport with the armor of humor, wit, braggadocio and intelligence, he seemed to be contradicting the harshness of reality. It’s not surprising many nodded along in agreement when he declared, “I am the greatest! The greatest of all time.”
Jesus disagrees. Today we hear our Lord declare there is no one born of woman greater than John the Baptist. Jesus says His strange, wild, locust-eating cousin is the greatest man every born. Or at least he is in a tie for greatest. No one greater. Maybe Moses, Elijah or Abraham was equally great, but no one was greater. This is certainly an odd thing to say.
I mean, John the Baptist never built anything. He never amassed a fortune. He did attract some crowds, but mostly only crowds of Jews, a minor people of no consequence in the world. And even amongst his own people, John the Baptist received a mixed reception. The low and looked-down-upon, the sinful women, (that’s Bible speak for prostitutes), and tax collectors, (traitors to their people who worked for the hated Roman overlords), and other poor and marginal folks, these Jews liked John. But the rich and powerful, the religious and educated, the Jewish elite did little more than tolerate him, and worry about his influence over the people.
In fact, John’s preaching landed him in prison, when he called out King Herod for his adultery and other sins. So, John the Baptizer, the greatest born of women, sits rotting in Herod’s jail, his mouth getting him in trouble. Not for promoting himself, like Ali, but rather for promoting the Truth of God’s Law, no matter how unpopular.
Through this lens Jesus helps us begin to learn about true greatness. This world is a rough place, and we humans are a sad and sinful bunch. In the context of the pain and grind of earning a living, and the injury and insult we suffer from and inflict upon others, physical strength and a willingness to stand up to evil and violence are good things. But the knowledge of the Truth, and the moral courage to speak it plainly, come what may, this is true earthly greatness. And no one ever did it better than John the Baptizer. If anyone was ever going to earn his way into God’s kingdom, it was John the Baptist, whose whole life was dedicated to hearing and declaring what the LORD spoke to him, without regard for the consequences. John was the greatest at hearing, following and declaring the Truth about life in this world, about the Law of God. No one had ever done it better.
No one born of woman was ever better than John. And yet, says Jesus, the least in the kingdom of heaven is greater than he. This is strange. The kingdom of heaven, based on what Jesus says, is very different from this world. Different standards of greatness apply. Being a citizen of God’s kingdom requires a different kind of birth, and calls for a different kind of greatness.
Jesus came down from heaven to save this world, which is a little hard to understand, since Jesus turned the world upside down. Everything we worldly creatures think we know about how things are, or should be, Jesus reverses.
For example, Jesus says:
The first shall be
last, and the last shall be first, and
Unless you repent
and become like a little child, you shall by no means enter the kingdom of God,
and while
God hates sin, and yet Jesus ministers to the worst
sinners.
For all the miraculous things Jesus did,
which seem great to us, His teaching is hard to grasp, and hard to accept.
That last bit brings up another question, doesn’t it? What could be offensive about Jesus, the heavenly miracle worker?
Well, Jesus came to do something new. He had to. The fundamental confusion, if not of John the Baptist, certainly of all the rest of us, is the idea that we by following God’s Law could earn God’s favor, and thus gain entry into His Kingdom. This was finally and completely rejected by Jesus. God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit had set up this salvation-by-keeping-the-Law bargain through Moses, the Old Covenant. And it is a fair deal. But because of how we are, we sinners never had the capability to keep our part of the bargain. We expect that righteous people will be favored by God, and this is true. But of ourselves, of our morality and strength and goodness, no one is righteous. No one truly follows God. No, not one. If this offends you, then you are listening well. But blessed are you to continue listening and so be brought from being offended to being reborn.
And thus we learn to treasure Baptism. Our own sinful nature and the world all around us teach us to treasure wealth and power and braggadocio and cleverness. We may not become the greatest in the world at anything, but we should all aspire to it, and idolize those who achieve greatness. Or so says the world.
The driving force of the Kingdom of Heaven is God, who is love. God, who is just, and the justifier of the one who believes in Jesus. This Gospel message is the Word talked about by Isaiah, the Word which goes forth from God’s mouth, empowered by the Holy Spirit, never failing, always accomplishing God’s will.
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