Mark 9:30-37 September 22, 2024Blessing of the Children
Jorge Cocco Santangelo
The disciples are arguing about who is the greatest.
We don’t know exactly the
content of the argument,
maybe it was about who
cured the most evil spirits,
who did Jesus like the
best, who did he pick first.
We don’t know.
We do know that in the Gospel of Mark, especially,
the disciples have nothing
to brag about.
They’re not models of
courage or wisdom.
Even here it says they
didn’t understand what Jesus
was talking about and they
were afraid to ask.
Even after Jesus spells it
out plainly
and tells them that he’s
going to be rejected,
tortured, and killed, and
that his followers
should deny themselves and
follow,
the disciples feel the
need to compete with one another
about who was the
greatest.
And to that Jesus tells his competitive disciples that
for God,
if you want to be first,
you should be last of all.
Servant of all. The way to
win is to lose. To come in last.
It’s a call to humility and humbleness.
Church people have heard
this call
and somehow we’ve made humility
into a competition in itself.
There was a story that was told around my home church,
Communion was only once a
quarter and people were told they
had to be right with God
before they took communion.
So on that one Sunday
every three months,
church ladies would go up
to the rail and
make a big show about
refusing communion.
To show people that they
didn’t think they were good enough.
They were competing to see
who could be first at being humble.
That
is certainly not what Jesus meant.
So what does Jesus mean?
Jesus gives a little clarifier when he takes a child
and he says “Whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me”
It almost seems unrelated in a way.
But that’s because of the
way that we understand children now.
We love children, we value
children just because they’re children.
Of course some people
don’t, but the prevalent view of society today
is that children should be
honored and protected just because
they’re vulnerable and
innocent and can’t take care of themselves.
But
in the first century, children weren’t valued.
They were actually treated with annoyance, disdain,
even hatred,
And often by their own parents.
Producing children was, of course, encouraged.
They represented the
future—they would carry on the family name,
provide for their aging
parents, they would work for the family,
and produce the next
generation.
But actually having children and taking care of
them was a liability.
Especially small children.
For the first 4 or 5
years, they couldn’t help out much
and they were another
mouth to feed.
And if they got sick, like
children tend do, then forget it.
And if the family fell on
hard times, then the decision was
often made to get rid of
the children.
Abandoning
children,
giving them away, or even killing them
was a fairly common practice.
This was actually true up until the 1800’s
Think of how fairy tales like Snow White and Hansel and Gretel start out.
I mean, even in the 1920’s,
when
her family fell on hard times,
my
grandmother, at 15,
was
sent to live at another family’s house to
basically
be their live-in servant.
And in ancient Rome, they estimate that
20-40% of children were
abandoned.
Many were actually killed
by their
parents without many repercussions.
And many died as a result
of accidents because they were
basically left
unsupervised.
Children were seen as a burden and
treating children nicely
was seen as a weakness, especially for men.
And if you “welcomed a
child”
you could end up being
responsible for them.
At least for a while: Feeding
them, clothing them, caring for them.
And what they could give back couldn’t be
counted.
What children give
couldn’t be counted as an advancement
to anyone’s status or lot
or station in life.
Especially if it wasn’t
your child.
Welcoming a child was a
burden, a liability.
Welcoming a child, cost
the welcomer.
So when Jesus said,
“Whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes
me”
it meant something very
different than we would understand it now.
And what Jesus meant was that
following God’s way comes
at a cost.
But that cost is a gain in
God’s eyes.
So welcoming children does not
have the same stigma that
it did then,
But there are plenty of
other people
who’s welcome could cost
us.
And I guess who or what
would cost you
depends on the people that
you find yourself around,
your peer group.
Would it cost you to welcome an immigrant?
maybe more if it were a
Haitian immigrant?
Maybe a person of a
different race,
or maybe a poor person, or
a homeless person, or a rich person,
or a democrat, or a
republican,
a transgender person, or a
gay person,
or an atheist, or a
fundamentalist Christian?
Would that cost you some
friends, some honor,
some clout in your circle
of friends?
What would cost you some
time, or money, or
and invitation to the next social outing?
That’s who we should be welcoming.
Basically, if our relationship
with Jesus isn’t bringing
us around people who
we’re uncomfortable with,
our who our friends and
family are uncomfortable with,
then we probably have work
to do.
Jesus says, if you want to be great in God’s Kingdom.
don’t worry about your own
status,
worry about the status of
someone else.
Give your status away to
them.
When it comes to God’s kingdom,
Having all the money in
the world is no good
unless it can go to help
someone else.
Having all the power in
the world is of no use
unless it can be used to
give someone else power.
Having all the food in the
world can’t fill you
as long as someone else is
hungry.
No use getting to the top
of the ladder
unless everyone is up the
ladder before you.
Gandhi, who often understood Christianity
better than Christians,
said,
"A nation's greatness is measured by how it treats its weakest members."
In this world, serving God comes at a loss.
Whoever wants to be first
of all must be last of all and servant of all.
Serving and caring for others costs.
It costs us our money and
our time and our hearts.
Welcoming those that are
unwelcome by the rest of the world
can cost us too: our
status, our friends,
and it can even challenge
our own values.
When we think of other
people before ourselves
even our own stubborn
ideologies can be lost.
When our compassion overwhelms our sense of
competition and our need
for status,
that is a win for God.
I’m going to tell you a story.
I think I’ve told it
before, but I like it and
good stories are meant to
be retold.
And it’s basically the
only story I have with a sports
reference, so some of you
will appreciate it.
There was high school softball game
in Indianapolis about 15
years ago.
Roncalli Catholic School
played Marshall Community.
Roncalli was an
established private, upper-class Catholic School.
Marshall Community was a
new alternative school that
only had two grades at the
time.
Roncalli was a great team. They had a perfect record.
They had won every game
for two and half years.
Their goal was a
three-year perfect record.
Marshall Community didn’t have any girls sports yet
so they started a softball
team.
This was Marshall’s first
game.
They had never played a
game of softball against anyone else before.
They showed up to the game
with only two bats,
and no players who’d ever
played together before,
and a coach who had never
coached a team before.
After an inning and a half, Roncalli was destroying
Marshall.
Marshall pitchers had
already walked nine batters.
It was obvious they didn’t
know what they were doing.
Roncalli could've won that
game with no problem
gone home with a victory had
a pizza party,
put another game under
their belts
and kept their perfect
record.
That's when Roncalli did something crazy.
It offered to forfeit the
game.
They counted this game as
a loss for themselves.
And then they spent
the hours they would have played
teaching the Marshall
girls how to play softball.
They showed them how to
put their gear on,
how to hit, how to catch,
how to run the bases,
and the coach taught the
coach about coaching.
And they obviously didn’t condescend
to, or insult the other team.
And in response, the
Marshall girls were eager to learn.
The Roncalli team lost their perfect three year
record.
But those girls got
something else in return.
What it was is hard to put
a value on,
it’s hard to count as a
benefit to their status.
It’s even hard to put into
words.
But their loss was a gain
for Marshall as much as for them.
It’s like a high school softball team touched
this mystery of God.
In order to be first, be
last.
In this world, serving God comes at a loss.
But there are also great
gains that can’t be easily counted.
The paradox is: We get more when we give away more.
And I’m not talking about
how the prosperity preachers tell
you it will happen, that
if you give some of your money
to the church, more money
will suddenly come to you.
It doesn’t work that way
I’m sorry to say,
and nothing in the bible
says that it does.
But when we trust God,
when our compassion
overcomes our need to win,
then we get something
that’s more valuable
and priceless than all the
riches of the world.
The last will be first.
May all of us here know that experience.
May all of us get to touch
that
mystery of God’s kingdom
in our lifetimes.
May all of us here know
the joy of being last.
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