Sixteenth Sunday
after Trinity, September 15th, Year of Our + Lord 2013
Trinity and St.
John Lutheran Churches, Sidney and Fairview, Montana
It’s Your
Funeral – Luke 7:11-17
Who’s
funeral is it, anyway?
Our Gospel reading creates a panoramic
view in my mind’s eye, like in an epic motion picture from the 1960’s: two
processions winding through the dusty Galilean countryside, one led by a dead
man, carried on a funeral bier, the other led by the Man of Life, followed by
disciples and hangers-on. Mourners in
the considerable crowd glance up, wondering why the other procession just keeps
coming closer, assuming that these strangers will halt their approach, for pity’s
sake, stopping, once they realize they are disturbing a funeral. I don’t think there were funeral directors in
first century Galilee, but can’t you just see Mike McCollum or Al McGahan
caught on the wrong side of the crowd, trying to hustle in their best unhurried
walk to intercept the approaching party, scowling just a bit as they see their
carefully planned ceremony being disturbed?
Jesus just keeps approaching, not falling
in the back, not joining the funeral procession, but rather coming right up to
the pall bearers, looking right at the grieving mother, interrupting the
procession, breaking all the rules. He
even dares to speak to the grieving mother, the Widow Nain, acting like He’s in
charge. Breaking the final taboo, Jesus
touches the body. Who’s funeral is it,
anyway?
We
guard our funerals carefully. For the
sake of the grieving family, we follow a set of unwritten rules about what we
do and how we behave at funerals. If
asked, you bring food, and serve as a pallbearer or usher. Above all we silently agree to only say good
things about the deceased, no matter how he actually lived. We maintain and meet these expectations,
mostly so they will still be expected when we die, so that we too will get a
decent send-off. There is an odd mix of
church and culture in the way we do funerals, and that’s o.k., up to a point,
because funerals are hard.
Funerals are very difficult, and so the
expectations and traditions we maintain can be helpful, giving us some
manageable things to do when the reality of death makes our life quite
unmanageable. But be warned, Jesus still
takes over funerals. The earth is the
Lord’s, and everything in it, and while God does not often intervene visibly in
human events, He has the right, and the ability, to do so at any time, visibly
or invisibly. All of our days are in His
hands, so if the Lord decides to step in and take over a funeral, it will be
so.
And so it was that day outside the village
of Nain. Jesus walks right up, surveys
the situation, and takes over the funeral procession, for the sake of the
mother. A widow, now bereft of her only
son, her faith in God’s promises under attack, she receives the Lord’s
compassion. “Do not weep.” What?
What did He say? Strange
compassion, no? Fulkerson’s fills our
pews with tissue packs; weep away, that’s what we say. In the end
it’s all we can say, all we can do, to weep and mourn and let some of the pain
leak out. In Nain, the widow’s son, her
only son, the son of her already dead husband, is now dead too. What else can she do but weep?
But Jesus tells her: “Do not weep.” Strange compassion, indeed, to
command the woman to quell her tears, almost cruel. Strange and cruel, that is, until Jesus
issues another command: “Young man, I say to you, arise!” And he does!
Glory to God in the highest, the Creator has visited His people,
bringing life from death for the young man from Nain, joy from the depths of
sorrow for his mother, and big news about Jesus, spreading throughout the
countryside.
Good
news, way back then in the village of Nain, in Galilee: The boy lives!
But we still have our funerals. What good does this miracle do for us, who
have never seen Jesus raise one of our loved ones from the dead? What reason do we have to glorify God at our
funerals? What is the connection between
Nain and Fairview/Sidney? We seem to be
stuck with our unspoken agreements and our tissue packs. No great prophet to see here, no sign that
God has visited us, no obvious benefit for us in this strange little
story.
And
yet Jesus raised the Widow’s son for you, too.
Certainly this miracle wasn’t for the good of the young man. He had reached the other side. Safe in Abraham’s bosom, his struggle was
over. But for the good of his mother, to
ease her pain and dry her tears, Jesus brought him back, to live and breathe
and speak again. We are not given any
clue to the content of his words in our reading, but what a preacher this young
man could have become, an eyewitness from both sides of the great divide, an
eyewitness to the authority and compassion of Christ, authority over death
itself, compassion far deeper and more powerful than the impotent well-wishing
of a funeral crowd.
Jesus raised this young man for his
mother’s sake, and for yours, a resurrection for the making of eyewitnesses, a
funeral procession halted so that the world might one day hear of another
funeral procession, a smaller one, a procession no one cared to interrupt, a
bitterly sorrowful procession of just a few brave disciples, lost in sorrow but
going through the motions of a decent burial, maybe not knowing why, but
fulfilling God’s intention, that Jesus should rest, in a new tomb, on the
Sabbath.
The Lord has taken over many funerals,
doing this work Himself, and also through Elijah, Elisha, Peter, and Paul. At various times throughout salvation
history, God has been busy interrupting funerals, bringing back the dead,
compassionately wiping away the tears of mothers, sisters, fathers, family, and
teaching us that death is not beyond God’s power. But none of these interrupted funerals really
help us with our funerals.
In the funeral of Jesus, however, in that
sad procession from Golgotha to the tomb of Joseph of Arimathea, there we will
find power and hope and even glory, when we understand that Jesus’
funeral is our funeral. As He took
charge of the funeral for the widow of Nain’s son, so also Jesus has taken
charge of your funeral, by making it His own.
So that good things can truly be said about you, Jesus died suffering
the worst insults imaginable. Jesus was
called sinner, fraud, blasphemer, so that you can be called a saint, a forgiven
child of God. So that the curse of sin
can be removed from you, Jesus died and was buried, having become sin for us,
so that in Him we become the righteousness of God. So that death and separation from God need
not be your fate, Jesus the Son of God swallowed up death in His own body,
rising victoriously on the 3rd day, revealing new life for all who
trust in Him.
Your funeral, the funeral that makes an
eternal difference, is over. Now, for
everyone who by baptismal faith is joined to Christ, death is just the passage
to eternal life. It’s still a scary
passage, no doubt, and a sad one too.
But even amidst the tears, there is joy, for the souls of the faithful
dead rest in Christ, seated at the Father’s right hand.
So you are free to turn the details of
your earthly funeral over to Jesus. We
will still want to lean on the expertise of Mike and Al, and we will still need
some bars and salads and pallbearers, but there is no need to hide the truth at
your funeral, for the truth is that your sins and faults and failures are all
forgiven by God the Father, for the sake of Jesus Christ His Son. God has turned your mourning into dancing, a
Christian funeral is a celebration of the victory of Christ, crucified, buried
and resurrected, the Savior of the world.
We have these funeral planning worksheets
to help us to intentionally turn over our funerals, our final trip to Church to
Christ. Funeral planning worksheets are a good tool to help us choose readings
and hymns that give glory to God, who has visited His people, to save them, and
they help your family and your pastor make your funeral a celebration of
Christ, and your victory in Him.
But far better preparation for your
funeral is to continually gather to receive the gifts that Jesus has won for
you. Come and hear His Word, the
accounts of His eyewitnesses, who proclaim His victory over sin, death and the
devil. Their Word is the tool of the
Spirit, who through the Word delivers Christ’s victory to you by faith. Come and marvel at your watery grave,
remembering your Baptism day by day, your Baptism where you were buried and
raised, with Jesus. Come and dine at the
funeral meal of Christ, His Supper, instituted before He died, celebrated now
in His resurrected presence, a meal of joy and peace, and life, because those
who receive the Body and Blood of Christ in faith never need to fear
death.
A Christ-centered funeral is a wonderful
missionary event, an outreach event.
Continually receiving Christ and His gifts will also make your life into
a Christ-centered outreach event, for through His Word and Sacrament Christ is
present in you, and wherever Jesus is, He is taking over, speaking words of
hope, having compassion on the broken-hearted, giving His life to dying people,
wiping away tears of sorrow, and inspiring tears of joy. Glory to God, who visits His people, and who
visits the world through the lives of his people, all for the sake of a good
funeral.
In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
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