Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Sermon for March 11th (A Light to the Gentiles)


                Dogs.  Has anyone ever called you a dog?  Think of the connotations.  In today’s world, if a man is called a “dog” it often means that they treat women badly.  If a woman is called a “dog” it means that she is ugly.  In Middle Eastern countries, to be called a “dog” is one of the biggest insults imaginable.  In some translations of today’s gospel, translators have changed the word “dog” into “puppy” or “little dog” to somehow smooth over the words Jesus used.  Don’t do that.  Let the name stick.  There is a reason Jesus called this woman a dog and it’s important that you know it.  Because, in God’s eyes, you are also a dog.
                God chose a particular group of people to be set apart in this world.  He called them by name and blessed them to be a blessing to the people around them.  They were called to be a light to the nations and a city on a hill to glorify God’s name through their actions.  God’s chosen people are the Jews, often called the Israelites in the Bible.  You, however, are not a Jew.  You are not a member of God’s chosen people.
                In God’s eyes, there are only two kinds of people.  Those chosen and those who are not.  Jews and Gentiles.  God’s children and the dogs.  We are the dogs.  We are God’s good creation, but we are not in God’s family by birthright.
                It’s imperative that you know this because, as a dog, you need to know your place.  What is and is not expected of you.  The Jews can talk about their pedigree, their birthright—Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.  “The gifts and call of God to the Jews is irrevocable” Saint Paul says in Romans, “Because of the patriarchs” because of who their ancestors were.  Just like some of you here get special treatment in town because of your last name or who your grandpa is or was.  Jews get special treatment in God’s eyes.  You do not.  You are a dog.  Ruff!  As a dog, you must come before God is a different way—through the doggie gate you might say.
                The woman in the gospel lesson knows this and so she fought for her rights as only a dog can.  Jesus said, “First, let the children eat all they want,”  He told her, “For it is not right to take the children’s bread and toss it to the dogs.”  “Lord,” she replied, “even the dogs under the table eat the children’s crumbs.”  Some of you have dogs and you understand what this is talking about very personally.  If your dog hopped up onto the table at dinnertime, you’d yell at them and kick-em out of the room.  But when meat falls onto the floor what do we often say, “Leave it for the dog.”  We eat what’s on the table, the dogs eat what’s on the floor.
                As dogs, we get the leftovers, the trash, the stuff the chosen children of God threw away.  That is all we have a right to.  If we enter the house, it must be through this doggie doorway.  But oh what crumbs we have been left!  When Jesus was betrayed, handed over and crucified, abandoned and left for dead outside the city gates on Golgotha, the trash heap of the town, God’s kingdom was left for the dogs . . . the dogs, like you and me.
                Ironically, God’s Messiah was foretold to bring salvation to the Gentiles, but who could have imagined that it would be in this way.  Isaiah prophesied that the one called to bring back those of Israel would become a light to the Gentiles, that God’s salvation would reach as far as the ends of the Earth.  When Jesus was thrown out by the children of God, the chosen ones, it became a great day to be a dog!  Ruff!  When Jesus was crucified on the trash heap of Jerusalem, he became food for the dogs.  The Jews were meant to be a light for the nations, a city on a hill, Jesus instead became that light.  The crumbs the children left behind and discarded has become our daily bread.
                As a dog, your only hope to enter into God’s presence is by the doggie-gate.  Jesus said, “I am the gate.”  By faith in Jesus Christ alone, you are given access to the kingdom of God.  Not by good deeds or by birthright—by faith alone could you be called a child of God even though you are a dog.
                Some of you have dogs.  They are pets , they you treat them as children.  You dress them up to keep them warm.  Perhaps they sleep in the same bed as you.  You talk to them often and pay enormous expenses to keep them happy and healthy.  Other people might look at you funny for treating your pet in this way, but your dog means a lot to you.  They are like a child in many ways.  However, there are limitations even for the most beloved of pets.  You do not write them into the will, for example.  You do not leave your money to the family dog.  They don’t get a seat at the dinner table at Easter dinner.  And there are times that, if those pets forget who they truly are, there are consequences.  Even for the most beloved of pets. 
Just think of the movie, Lady and the Tramp, Lady was as loved of a dog as there ever was , that is, until a baby came along.  Then, even though she was still loved, the baby was a part of the family in a different way.  And, when push came to shove, Lady was sent out to the dog house while the baby stayed safely inside the house.  Make no doubt about it, even the most beloved dog is still a dog.
We are dogs in God’s kingdom—don’t ever forget it.  We live off the crumbs the children have left us.  We come to God by faith alone in Jesus.  We can’t point to our faithful parents and hope for any special treatment from God.  We can’t look to our denominational background and hope for help there.  Our race or the country that we live in doesn’t matter a darn bit in God’s eyes.  We are the dogs and the doggie gate into God’s kingdom is Jesus.  Nothing more and nothing less.  Without Jesus, we have no hope, we are only dogs.  We must put our hope in Jesus and in Jesus alone.  But what a gift this Jesus is for us dogs.  But Jesus Christ as our Savior and Lord, the kingdom of heaven has gone to the dogs.  When you put your faith in the forgiveness of sins through Jesus Christ, it’s a dog’s day in heaven.  Ruff!

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