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“What is the Way?”

Alice Fleming Townley
April 20, 2008
John 14: 1-14
“What is the Way?”

Late one Friday night in 1995, Mitch Albom, sports writer for the Detroit Free Press, was flipping through television channels.  He heard Ted Koppel’s voice on “Nightline,” ask “Who is Morrie Schwartz?”  Mitch Albom froze.   Morrie Schwartz had been his beloved professor at Brandeis University, one of the most formative people in his life.  Ted Koppel explained that Morrie Schwartz was dying from Lou Gehrig’s disease, and that night’s feature was, “A professor’s final course: his own death.”   Finding out about Morrie, prompted Mitch to fly to Boston to reconnect.  Soon after, the union at the Detroit Free Press went on strike and the paper shut down.  Mitch became a student of his beloved professor once again.  Mitch traveled to Boston every Tuesday and from his dying, Morrie would teach Mitch about living.   Morrie talked about what seemed most important to him now:  matters of the heart, faith, and relationships.  Out of this experience, Mitch Albom wrote Tuesdays with Morrie: an old man, a young man, and life’s greatest lesson.  I found this copy in our church library.

The passage we read this morning is from Jesus’ farewell discourse.  It was common in the ancient Mediterranean world for people to give a farewell testament, such as Morrie did.   John wrote this gospel 40 or 50 years after Jesus’ death and resurrection.  He was pondering the words Jesus wanted the Christian community to remember.

John remembered, “Jesus told us, ‘Do not let your hearts be troubled.  Believe in God, believe also in me.  In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places.  If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you?  And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and take you to myself, so that where I am, there you may be also.” 

“I go to prepare a place for you.”  I remember when we were expecting our first child how we prepared a room for him.  We delighted in finding a crib and assembling it, washing little clothes that many hearts had given us and laying them in my childhood changing table and dresser, putting my grandfather’s old lazy boy in the corner and covering it with a blanket.   Some evenings I would sit and rock the baby in my womb, and imagine holding him in my arms.  Of course, I had no idea six pounds would take over more then just one room.   Jesus says, “I go and prepare a dwelling place for you.”  Can you hear the expectation, the longing, the love?

Jesus continued, “I will come again and will take you to myself, so that where I am, there you may be also.”  We will dwell together.  “The Father is in me and I am in the Father.  If you have seen me, you have seen the Father.”  We will all live together. 

For centuries, Christians have pondered the intimacy between God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit.  In the 4th century, the council in Nicea used the word, “homo-ousius,” of the same essence.  This morning we proclaimed in this Nicene Creed, “We believe in one God . . .maker of heaven and earth, of all that is, seen and unseen. . . We believe in one Lord, Jesus Christ . . . eternally begotten of the Father, God from God, Light from Light, true God from true God . . . of one Being with the Father . . . We believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life, who proceeds from the Father and the Son.“ (UMH, p. 880)

God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit is an on going flow of life, and love, and prayer, on ongoing flow of strength, mercy, redemption.    Jesus said before his death, “I will go away, and come again, to take me with you.”  We listen to these words long after his death and resurrection return.  If we listen close enough, we hear Jesus’ invitation into the intimacy of the Trinity, in this life and beyond.  This is a holy beckoning into the flow of love between God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit.  This is the place Jesus has prepared for us.  --The place where we are expected, and longed for.   

Thomas said to Jesus, “How do we get there?”  Jesus said to him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life.  No one comes to the Father but through me.” 

Does this mean Jesus is the only way?  My heart has struggled with this question, and I imagine yours has as well.  People come to this University and to East Lansing from all over the world.  Mike and I have neighbors who are Jewish, Hindu, and Muslim.  If you come to the church during the week, you will see the classrooms full of people learning English as a second language.  Can we say to them our faith is the only way? 

Just as my husband and I prepared a place in our home for Jonathan, our first baby, we, with the help of many, prepared a place for our second child, Grace, with just as much love and expectancy.  In the Nicene Creed we proclaim that God is the maker of all.  Would not God long to dwell with all of God’s children, not just us?  In God’s house there are many rooms?  And would not God’s voice be articulated in different people, experiences, and traditions depending on where in the world we lived?

William Sloane Coffin said, “For us as Christians, God is defined by Jesus, but not confined to Jesus.”  And Kristen Sthendahl, NT scholar, former Dean of Harvard Divinity School, and bishop of the Church of Sweden, said, “We as Christians can sing our love songs to Jesus with wild abandon without needing to demean other religions.”  (p. 89, Marcus Borg, Heart of Christianity)

For a world who has seen thousands of years of wars based on religious differences, perhaps the most healing testimony we can give is one of “loving, at the very minimum honoring, our neighbor.”  In so doing, I believe we honor the Holy One who is longing for deeper intimacy with all Her children.        

Jesus says, “I am the Way.”  “What is the way?”  Jesus’ “way” is one of death and resurrection.   Jesus’ way invites us then into a daily dying and rising, an ongoing transformation.   We are called to let die what distracts us, separates us from the Holy, and rise to being more fully alive in God.    We are invited to dwell more and more fully in the flow of the Trinity. 

Marcus Borg in The Heart of Christianity, explains it this way.  “We are called again and again to come forth from our tombs. . . This process is at the heart not only of Christianity, but of the other enduring religions of the world.  The image of following “the way” is common in Judaism, and “the way” involves a new heart, a new self centered in God.  One of the meanings of the word “Islam” is “surrender”: to surrender one’s life to God by radically centering in God.  And Muhammad is reported to have said, “Die before you die.”  Die spiritually before you die physically, die metaphorically (and really) before you die literally.  At the heart of the Buddhist path is “letting go”—the same internal path as dying to an old way of being and being born into a new.  According to the Tao to Ching, a foundational text for both Taoism and Zen Buddhism, Lao Tzu said: “If you want to become full, let yourself be empty; if you want to be reborn, let yourself die.”   

“The process of personal spiritual transformation—what we as Christians call being born again, dying and rising with Christ —is thus central to the world’s religious.  To relate this to John’s affirmation that Jesus is “the way”: the way that Jesus incarnated is a universal way, not an exclusive way.  Jesus is the embodiment, the incarnation, of the path of transformation known in the religious that have stood the test of time.”  (p. 118-119, Marcus Borg, Heart of Christianity)

Thus we can proclaim that Jesus is “the way” we know to life with God, and follow whole heartedly.  We can share the Way we have found with others in our actions, and in our words.  We can also listen, and hear the God story in another’s heart.

On one of Mitch’s Tuesday visits, Morrie explained, “Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.” (p. 82, Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie) If suddenly we knew we would die in six months, then what that we are doing would become important to us? and what would not matter so much? Asking this question, is the Way to life, life abundant.  For me, when I remember I am mortal, I worry less about material things like clothes and house cleaning, and more about being fully present to those around me, and to God within me and beyond me.  What is lasting? In the words of Paul, “Faith, hope, and love, and the greatest of these is love.”  (1 Corinthians 13)  Morrie surrounded himself with friends and family, and blessed them.  Telling them over and over how much he loved them.   He reached out to people who were hurting.  He reconciled wrongs.  He showed Mitch, who was totally absorbed in his rising career, another way. 

This is the “Way” Jesus takes us--into the ongoing flow of love, life and redemption. This Easter season that we are in is my favorite part of the Christian calendar.  For in it, I ponder not only Jesus’ resurrection, but the on-going work of God bringing new life from bulbs buried in the ground, and buds swelling in the trees.  I feel the warmth of the sunshine, and my spirit hears again Jesus’ parting invitation.  “Do not let your hearts be troubled.  Come let the essence of the Trinity flow in you and through you.  Dwell this way.   Live this way with me.”

Hear this poem by Joyce Rupp, in her book Fresh Bread, p. 54-55

I Have Been Entombed

I have been entombed

Within the ego and the self;

I have been dead

Within the walls of winter.

 

I have long lain aside

The hope that once I knew;

Many forgotten truths

Line the path of wilderness.

 

I have grown weary

With the waiting cocoon;

I have sensed with sorrow

The pain of transformation.

 

Yet, in the graceful stillness

Of this early April morning,

I am greeted in love

With inside eastering. 

 

I stand before this moment

With silent, rising sun

And page-full of Scripture

And I proclaim: I am coming forth!

 

I’ve left the linens of winter

Lying there behind me;

I’ve shook off the dust of dead

And I’m bounding forth in Spirit.

 

It is time to break loose.

It is time to come forth. 

It is time to allow life

To wing its way into depths.

 

This is the season of my Savior,

The One whom God raised from the dead.

This is the moment of resurrection

And I know it is the right time.

 

For I am coming forth,

Coming forth from the tomb—

And just like my God risen,

I feel bonded with the world,

I feel all brokenness brought unto one.

 

I’m on my way to bless bread

With each of my dear friends;

I’m on my way to offer presence

To all those I meet on the road;

I’m on my way to bring resurrection

To all who need God’s healing Life.

 

It is Easter

And I proclaim:

            I’ve been raised from the dead!

            I am coming forth from the tomb!

 

May our hearts feel the Holy Longing.  May we follow the Way.

Alleluia and Amen.