Sunday, July 10th, 2022 – Please, Won’t You Be My Neighbor?, a sermon on Luke 10:25-37

Gospel: Luke 10:25-37
25Just then a lawyer stood up to test Jesus. “Teacher,” he said, “what must I do to inherit eternal life?” 26He said to him, “What is written in the law? What do you read there?” 27He answered, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.” 28And he said to him, “You have given the right answer; do this, and you will live.”
29But wanting to justify himself, he asked Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?” 30Jesus replied, “A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and fell into the hands of robbers, who stripped him, beat him, and went away, leaving him half dead. 31Now by chance a priest was going down that road; and when he saw him, he passed by on the other side. 32So likewise a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. 33But a Samaritan while traveling came near him; and when he saw him, he was moved with pity. 34He went to him and bandaged his wounds, having poured oil and wine on them. Then he put him on his own animal, brought him to an inn, and took care of him. 35The next day he took out two denarii, gave them to the innkeeper, and said, ‘Take care of him; and when I come back, I will repay you whatever more you spend.’ 36Which of these three, do you think, was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of the robbers?” 37He said, “The one who showed him mercy.” Jesus said to him, “Go and do likewise.”

For those of you who have ever seen Shark Tank, you might know Kevin O’Leary. Shark Tank is a tv show where people present their business idea or product, and a panel of judges decides if they will invest in their business. Well, Kevin O’Leary is one of those judges, because he is seen as an extremely savvy and successful business entrepreneur. 

Well, last year, Kevin O’Leary was interviewed and asked, “What degree gives you the highest chance of success in a career?” And he said, “Three years ago, I would have said, #1 – Engineering, #2 – Engineering, #3 – Engineering. But I have changed my mind in the past two years.” He went on to say, that since the pandemic hit, the number one demand he has for his companies and businesses, are story-tellers. People who can take the concept of the business and tell a story. “So, if you’re a graduate from the arts,” O’Leary says, “or a writer, or photographer, or editor, or videographer, three years ago, I would have hired you for nothing as a starving artist, but now all of a sudden, I’m paying you $150,000, (to be a story-teller).”

Three years ago – engineering.

Today – story-tellers.

And I have a real mixed reaction to that. On one level – I think it is really cool and powerful. How important story-telling seems to becoming. 

Stories invite us in to wonder and mystery, and they can name our fears and our longings and touch our hearts and give us hope in ways that facts and data never can. 

Seeing the power of stories isn’t new. Some of us might listen to The Moth Radio Hour, which has been creating story-telling events for 25 years. Or those of us who were kids in the 90s, we grew up with the cable channel VH1 and their show Storytellers, where bands and musicians would perform their music live and tell the stories about them.  

This isn’t a new thing – the value and emphasis on storytelling seems to be rising up and becoming really important. 

Which is also part of my mixed feelings about it – anytime something gets popular and mainstreamed, it can easily get snatched up and corrupted and commercialized. I mean, that’s what Kevin O’Leary is talking about – why is he paying you $150,000 to tell a story? To sell the world something and gain a profit. I saw an article this week titled, “How to leverage story-telling to increase your customers.” Suddenly stories are used not to move our hearts and souls, but to move our bank accounts and our status. Once people catch on, suddenly everyone wants a slice and everyone and everything is story-telling. And suddenly, story-tellers and their stories start to lose their power. 

I think that’s what has happened with our gospel reading today. Jesus was a story teller before it was cool and profitable. He spoke in stories and parables that invite us into wonder and mystery, that name our fears and longings and give us hope. And sometimes his stories get misused and misunderstood in a way that loses its power. 

Amy-Jill Levine, a Jesus and Jewish scholar, says that Jesus’ parables are more than restatements of common knowledge. Parables are there to prompt us “to see the world in a different way, to challenge, and at times to indict…we might be better off thinking less about what (parables) “mean” and more about what they can “do”…remind, provoke, refine, confront, disturb….”[1]

Take today’s parable – the so-called Parable of the Good Samaritan. Anyone heard this one before? Perhaps one of the most well-known parables in all of history. 

Too often, this parable is boiled down to the moral of the story – be nice like the Good Samaritan was nice. When we hear the phrase “Good Samaritan”, we think of someone who has gone out of their way to help someone else. Someone who has extended a helping hand, either in an ordinary or an extraordinary way. We hear this story and think of all the times we’ve been the priest or the Levite, having walked right by the person in need of help. Or all the times, out of annoyance, we’ve rejected the simple offer to round up our total at Family Fare to the monthly charitable cause. We feel bad and then commit ourselves to not being the priest or the Levite, but instead to be the good Samaritan for a change. 

Now, there’s nothing wrong with that message. To inspire us all to be kind and help out when we can. It’s just something we kind of already know. It implies a false story we’ve heard too often. Kind people go to heaven, so be kind. But, there is just so much more to the story. And it’s a better story. 

The story actually begins before the parable. When Jesus is in conversation with a lawyer who is trying to test him. The lawyer asks Jesus a question: what must I do to inherit eternal life? 

And the way the question is asked in the Greek implies a sort check-list approach. What’s the one thing I must do to inherit eternal life? It’s as if inheriting eternal life is like getting your wisdom teeth out – once it’s done, it’s done. But the question also implies that eternal life is a sort of product one can purchase or win with right behavior. 

But Jesus isn’t hooked by this trick question. Instead, like a rabbi, he responds to the question with a question. “What is written in the law? What do you read there?” 

“Simple,” the lawyer says, “Love God and love your neighbor.” 

“Yep, nailed it.” Jesus says. “Do this and you will live.” 

Do this and you will…live. Not, “Do this and you will inherit internal life.” Not, “Do this and you will…be seen favorably by those around you and have a really good reputation?

Do this…” Jesus says,”…and you will live.” 

This lawyer is concerned about living beyond this life, but Jesus is concerned about this lawyer living in this life. It’s as if this lawyer isn’t fully alive. “Yes,” Jesus says, “Love God and love your neighbor and you will live. You’re not fully alive right now – you’re half-dead. You’re focused on the wrong things. But do this…and you will live.” 

Exposing and almost betraying his not-fully-aliveness, the lawyer frustratingly asks a narrowing and limiting question, “Okay, sure, love God and love neighbor…but who’s my neighbor?” 

Which isn’t a bad question if it didn’t so obviously imply the real question – who isn’t my neighbor. Who can I overlook, and still…you know…live?

Who is my neighbor, Jesus? Narrow the field for me, so I can check it off and be done with it. Well, as Jesus knows so well, sometimes the way to get through to someone is to quit telling them things, and start showing them. So, he tells him a story. 

And Jesus is a good story-teller.

There once was a person who walked down the infamous and well-known and dangerous road to Jericho. It is there that they were beaten and robbed and left alone, half-dead. This was a wounded anybody in need. Jesus’ listeners would have had no problem identifying with the person in the ditch. They knew the truth and the trouble of a wounded life. The question is: does the lawyer? Can the lawyer see himself as the somebody who is not fully alive yet and in need of others?

The story goes on – along comes a priest down that Jericho Road. A highly regarded person, whose life is committed to that which is holy and sacred and right. We can expect good things from him. He knew what he was called to do. But he went in the other direction, crossing the road away from the man. 

Along comes a Levite – another kind of priest. Same situation. Highly regarded. Deals with the holy stuff. We can expect good things, right? But he crosses the road too. 

We often get distracted by the priest and the Levite. We want to make excuses for them – like saying that they were just following Jewish purity law and remaining clean for their temple duties- but that’s usually because we just want to make excuses for ourselves. According to Amy-Jill Levine, there is nothing in Jewish law preventing them. In fact, Jewish law would require them to help this person. They should have and could have stopped. But they didn’t. And I bet they thought about that man and that moment all day. 

But the story isn’t about the priest and the Levite. It’s about the third person. Jesus is a good story-teller. He knows the rule of three, where the first two examples set the hearer up for the third. And everyone would know the third. The Priest, the Levite, and the Israelite. That was the well-known Jewish trio that goes together. It’s like Father, Son, and….Holy Spirit. Larry, Curly, and….Moe. Harry, Hermione, and….Ron.

But that’s not what happens. Jesus is a good story-teller and he delivers a surprise no one saw coming. A priest walks on by, a Levite walks on by. But…a Samaritan… the mortal enemy of the Jewish people, who was traveling came near to the wounded one, and when he saw him, he had compassion. A word attributed to Jesus – Jesus’ compassion – earlier in Luke. 

A Samaritan. A despised and offensive stranger, from whom this wounded man might have crossed the road himself just to avoid receiving his help.

Think of a Russian soldier stopping to help a wounded Ukrainian; think of the prisoner helping a struggling guard; think of the last person you would ever want help from…coming to you. 

The priest walks by, the Levite walks by…

…but a Samaritan – Jesus says to the lawyer – came near the man; saw him, 

had compassion; went to him; bandaged his wounds; put him on his own animal, 

brought him to an inn, and took care of him. 

Why a Samaritan? Why the enemy?

Because it changes the story we thought we knew. And if the story we think we know is ever to be changed, if the cycle of violence and division is ever to be broken, if the breaches between us is ever to be repaired, will it not always begin by the hated one reaching out– a stranger turning into a friend – an enemy becoming a neighbor. 

“Which one of these three, do you think was a neighbor to the man in the ditch?” Jesus asked the lawyer, gently. 

The Samaritan changes the story we thought we knew. And notice how Jesus changed the story the lawyer thought he knew. The lawyer thought he needed no one but himself. The lawyer wanted to know who was his neighbor. Who counted enough to deserve his help. In the lawyer’s mind, neighbor equaled needy person blessed by his presence. 

But Jesus changes that story. “Oh no, sweet heart,” Jesus says, “You don’t get to sit in that chair. Not right now.” 

In Jesus’ mind, in this parable, neighbor equals the person who blesses you with their generosity, compassion, and kindness, their changing of the story. Someone you needed more than you ever knew, and knowing God, someone who just might be the last person on earth you’d think. 

“Who is my neighbor?” the lawyer asked. “The Samaritan,” Jesus says, “the one who helped you…the one who broke the cycle and changed your story.”

That’s the brilliance of Mister Roger’s infamous song – Won’t you be my neighbor? Whether he meant it this way or not, Mister Rogers put himself not in the shoes of the good Samaritan, but in the heartache and the need of the man in the ditch. 

Would you be mine? Could you be mine?
Won’t you be my neighbor?
Won’t you please?

Won’t you please?
Please, won’t you be my neighbor?

Love your neighbor as yourself, we usually hear that as a call to care for others. But what if it is a call to see and to make holy your need for others? That it’s okay to be wounded and to need a neighbor. 

If you have ever been in need and someone shows up – you know the abundant, unbounded, bursting love you have for that neighbor. Love your neighbor. Thank God for your neighbor. Because you need your neighbor. I know that isn’t always easy. But how else will the cycle of violence and our wounding ways come to an end, without an unexpected neighbor who changes the story? 

The lawyer wants to know and to limit who his neighbor was. But Jesus is saying, “Until you have been on the road to Jericho – the road of pain and struggle, the road of wounds and worries – and admit your need of another, you will never know who your neighbor is.  And you will never fully live. 

The lawyer was looking for a story where he could be the hero. Where he could help a neighbor in order to gain eternal life. Instead Jesus told him a story where the neighbor is the one who helps him, who changes the story, and as a result, he lives. Lives more abundantly than he’d ever known. Because the world was not what he originally thought. A dangerous road contained compassionate enemies. Enemies who became neighbors. What else is possible in the kingdom of God? 

Dear people of God, thanks to the greatest story teller of all time – Jesus – we have a story to tell. It’s a story of God and God’s people. 

It’s not a story that will sell more product or raise your profit margins. It is not a story that will get more followers on twitter or clicks on your website. 

But it’s a better story. Because it is a story that brings life. It raises our half-alive wounded selves from the ditch so that we will live. A story that boldly proclaims, we belong to God and we belong to each other. 

Part of the joy and celebration of baptism today isn’t that Frances and Demian need a church and now they have one. It’s the church needs Frances and Demian. We need them to be a fuller picture of the body of Christ in the world. And here they are. 

They belong to God forever and we belong to them and each other. We have a better story to tell. 

Now, we don’t do this a lot because it makes us nervous. And it feels sort of silly but sometimes, sometimes it is the silly and unexpected things that stay with us. But I invite you to turn to a neighbor. And as I often say to my kids – look each other in the eyes… and repeat after me. 

“Neighbor – oh neighbor – I need you. More than I know.” 

Now turn to another neighbor. Repeat after me.

“Neighbor – oh neighbor – I need you. More than I know.” 

You have given the right answer. Do this and we will live.

Amen. 


[1] Amy-Jill Levine, Stories By Jesus, Introduction.

Sunday, June 19th, 2022 – Expelling Empire, a sermon on Luke 8:26-39

Gospel: Luke 8:26-39

26Then [Jesus and his disciples] arrived at the country of the Gerasenes, which is opposite Galilee. 27As he stepped out on land, a man of the city who had demons met him. For a long time he had worn no clothes, and he did not live in a house but in the tombs. 28When he saw Jesus, he fell down before him and shouted at the top of his voice, “What have you to do with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? I beg you, do not torment me”—29for Jesus had commanded the unclean spirit to come out of the man. (For many times it had seized him; he was kept under guard and bound with chains and shackles, but he would break the bonds and be driven by the demon into the wilds.) 30Jesus then asked him, “What is your name?” He said, “Legion”; for many demons had entered him. 31They begged him not to order them to go back into the abyss.
32Now there on the hillside a large herd of swine was feeding; and the demons begged Jesus to let them enter these. So he gave them permission. 33Then the demons came out of the man and entered the swine, and the herd rushed down the steep bank into the lake and was drowned.
34When the swineherds saw what had happened, they ran off and told it in the city and in the country. 35Then people came out to see what had happened, and when they came to Jesus, they found the man from whom the demons had gone sitting at the feet of Jesus, clothed and in his right mind. And they were afraid. 36Those who had seen it told them how the one who had been possessed by demons had been healed. 37Then all the people of the surrounding country of the Gerasenes asked Jesus to leave them; for they were seized with great fear. So he got into the boat and returned. 38The man from whom the demons had gone begged that he might be with him; but Jesus sent him away, saying, 39“Return to your home, and declare how much God has done for you.” So he went away, proclaiming throughout the city how much Jesus had done for him.

Our gospel reading for today is one of those stories that makes me fall in love with the bible all over again. Whenever I start to worry and think the I don’t understand the bible, I can’t understand the bible, or the bible is so far in the distance that it doesn’t have much to say about my life or the world – a text like today’s gospel reading comes a long and reignites all the things that I love about the Scriptures and God and being a follower of Jesus in a church community like this.

It’s a strange story today. But tucked within it are clues as to the context of what was happening in and around this story being told. And the context helps us to  interpret meaning from within the story for our own lives. 

The story begins with Jesus and the disciples arriving in the country of Gerasa or the Gerasenes. The disciples had just experienced a massive storm on the sea – they thought they were going to die. They thought Jesus didn’t care but then Jesus stilled the storm and they did not perish in the sea. But they arrive in Gerasa. The name Gerasa – in Hebrew – means “expelled”. Jesus has landed in the land of the expelled. Scholar Amy-Jill Levine says we might as well call this place “Expelledville”. And immediately we get a sense that there is an allegory to this story at work. There is a deeper meaning than what’s at the surface. This is also Gentile territory, so Jesus and other Jews were not exactly supposed to go there.  

When they arrive, Jesus is immediately confronted by a man who had demons. He lived much of his life naked and homeless – living in tombs and cemeteries outside the city, or running into the wilds. He comes to Jesus naked and bruised, with broken sores where his broken chains have pressed against his skin for so long. 

You see when this man was out of his right mind, the towns people would catch him, and restrain him. We don’t know if this was punishment or care. Was he an outcast of society and restrained to stay away or was he the heartache of society and restrained so that he wouldn’t hurt himself. 

All we know is he is a tortured soul. Because an unclean spirit, the text says, had seized himmany times. Note that word seized. We will come back to it. 

And when this man first meets Jesus, he falls on his knees and shouted at the top of his voice “What have you to do with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? I beg you, do not torment me.” When was the last time you shouted at the top of your voice? What was it for? What were you desperate for? 

Do not torment me. Do not torture me. Why does he say this? Why does he think Jesus will torture him? Harvard Professor Elaine Scarry says that for those who have undergone torture, they soon experience everyone and everything as a threat. “Everything is a threat, made to participate in their annihilation.”[1]

“Do not torture me, Jesus.” No wonder those were this person’s opening words. When you have been tortured for so long, everything is a threat and a loving-presence is an impossibility. But Jesus goes to the place where his very presence is assumed an impossibility. And he does not run away. 

Now – it’s hard to know who is saying those – the man or the demon. Who is begging not to be tortured? All we know is that these words are said after Jesus had commanded the unclean spirit to come out of him. Note that word commanded, we will come back to it. 

And then Jesus asked a profound and yet simple question. 

What is your name? What is your name? Now again – who is Jesus speaking to? The man or the demon? Either way – it’s the right question, because either he humanizes the man with a name (in the bible if you don’t have a name, you are almost always part of the marginalized, dehumanized class). Or he calls out and brings to light the name of the demon. You have to name the demon, otherwise it will always have control over you. 

Jesus, asks “What’s your name?” 

The response is “Legion.” For many demons had entered him, the text says. I guess we know who answered the question – the demons. Sometimes they always like to speak first for us don’t they – the demons we carry. 

And here – their name is Legion.

Legion. Have you ever heard of someone named Legion? Me neither. 

That’s because it’s code. Legion is a Roman military term – a term for about 6,000 Roman soldiers. 

Here – a man has run up to Jesus, naked, broken and bruised, shackles on his hands and wrist, possessed by a demon and the demon’s name is “6,000 Roman soldiers.” 

With that one word – Luke gives a key to the context of meaning. 

This man has been possessed, occupied, invaded by the demons of Roman soldiers. 

We start to see what Luke is doing here. This isn’t a religious story about the strange spiritual struggle of demon possession; this is a subversive, political, spiritual story about the evils of military occupation. This is a story about the invading, possessing, occupying, maximized Roman empire and it’s dehumanizing assault on the people of God.

It would be as if Jesus came across a broken down, anxious American who was out of their right mind, and Jesus asked what their name was and they simply said, 

“AR-15 – for we are many and easy to get.”

“What’s your name?”, Jesus asks.

“White supremacy,” they say “for you think we aren’t here, but we are here.”

“What’s your name?”, Jesus asks.

“Prescription Opioids,” they say, “for you will let us come in and we will never come out.”

The story of the Gerasene demoniac is a story about the very real evils that sneak in and invade our lives, our country, our humanity to wreak havoc and take control. And in Jesus’ day and in Luke’s day, that was none other than the Roman Empire. “Just as the demons possess the man and strip him of his resources, so do the Romans possess the lands and people and take what they want.”[2]

Once we can see that, other parts of the story start to take on meaning. 

Once the demon is named, they know they are out of luck. Because once you name the demon, they have less power. The demons beg Jesus not to order them back into the abyss. Remember earlier, Jesus commanded the demons to come out? Order them, command them, those are military terms in the Greek. Who’s the General, the leader of the army now? Jesus. Jesus has arrived asserted his authority.

AND… the demons begged Jesus to not order them back into the abyss, meaning they’ve been there before. The abyss, which is another word for the ocean, which is another word for chaos – (meaning the Roman soldiers come from chaos, not from God). Instead, the demons – the legion of demons –  want to be sent into the herd of swine on the hillside. Well, just in case the point isn’t clear– swine don’t travel in herds, soldiers do. And the swine, the pig was the symbol of Rome in Jewish/Rabbinic literature. 

Because the Romans loved to eat pork – it was a delicacy. Perhaps this herd of swine was there in this gentile territory because they were the food for the military. 

The demons beg Jesus to be sent into the swine, and so Jesus gives them permission. Actually, he dismisses them, the Greek says, like a general dismisses his troops. And then demons come out – fall out – of the man, enter into the 2,000 pigs, and the pigs do something strange. They rush down the hillside and launch themselves off a cliff. But they don’t rush down the hill..…they chaaarge.[3] They charge like a battalion of soldiers, only to meet their self-destructive end in the chaos from which they emerged. 

I find it fascinating that the demons beg to not be sent into the abyss, but rather into the pigs. The Roman soldiers would then eat the pigs for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and therefore consume and take into their bodies the very demonic possession they represent. But before that happens, the pigs – the pigs take those demons where they do not want to go. Into the deep, into the abyss. On a highly imaginative and creational level, it might be outside the bounds to say this, but perhaps the pigs were martyrs for the kingdom of God. Giving up their lives to put evil back in its place, to starve the Roman Empire of its power, by taking away it’s much beloved pork. 

You can see the symbolism is layered and deep in context and meaning. But in the end the message is simple – the Roman Empire and its minions are a demonic possession that need to be cast out. They do not belong in the kingdom of God. 

After that, the man who had been possessed by the demon, was found to be clothed and in his right mind and sitting at the feet of Jesus. And you would think that the town would celebrate – but they don’t. In fact, when they see this man and what has happened, they are seized with fear. Remember, I told you to remember that word. The man was seized by the demon; the towns people are seized with fear. Who is possessed now? The town is now possessed with fear. But no wonder they are afraid. The towns people are victims of the Roman empire too – tortured by the despair that this is how life will always be. Remember for those who have lived in torment, “Everything is a threat.” Even the thought of liberation.

The way I see it, the battle may be over but the war is not won. The collateral damage and the seeds of evil lives on in the wounded. 

And the man who is now in his right mind wants to leave his community and join Jesus on the way, but Jesus tells him no. You see, as the Rev. Otis Moss III has said, if the man goes with Jesus, then no one will know his story, his transformation.[4] Everyone will assume he has always been well-behaved and in his right mind. And as is so often the case, we see others who have been to hell and back, but we never know. And so we think we are alone in our struggles, alone in our need for transformation, alone in our battle with the demons trying to work their way in. 

But when we meet someone who knows what it is to be tortured and tormented and who has lived to tell the story, suddenly we feel less alone. Named and known and suddenly there is a power and a hope within us that maybe we can survive too. 

And so Jesus says to this man, “You cannot come with me. I need you – God needs you – to be with your people.” Jesus ordains him to be a disciple to his own people. To heal them of their demon, their internalized belief that everything is a threat. To be a force for love and healing and resistance in the face of the Roman Empire and all it represents. This is his calling now. 

I tell you all of this because I want us to see how this text (and the Bible) has so much more to do with real life than we might first imagine. 

All you have to do is imagine a Ukrainian reading this story today from the bunker of a bombed-out hotel. A Ukrainian who knows all too well what it is like when the demonic invades and possesses and destroys you. It’s staggeringly timely when just yesterday, the New York Times does a report on Ukrainian gravediggers, and funeral directors. Also known as people who live in tombs and cemeteries. They would go out in the mornings to dig the graves and smoke cigarettes and make jokes. They said you had to make jokes, because, “If you take it all close to heart, you go mad.”[5] Out of your mind. Perhaps the story of the Gerasene demoniac is the story of a gravedigger during the time of war who took it all so close to heart. Perhaps he had a heart of flesh and took it all in, and the demonic damage of death caused by war broke him.

This is the story of every Ukrainian today, in need of liberation from the demon -the legion of soldiers – that have invaded. To hear this story as a Ukrainian today is to hear that God is with them. That God comes to their shores. The tortured and people who have gone mad from this invasion of evil. And that God in Jesus and through the power of the Holy Spirit is at work casting out the demon of the Russian invasion. 

It is to hear an ancient promise – that God is not on the side of the Empire. God is not on Russia’s side. Now, God is on Russia’s side in that God cares for the people of Russia. God cares for the soldiers who are just pawns for war. God even cares for Vladimir Putin, who has become a distorted version of the image of God he was made in, a person who in dehumanizing others dehumanizes himself…but God is not on Russia’s side in this demonic invasion. God is with the suffering. 

Or take today, June 19th.  Juneteenth. As we recognize and learn more about Juneteenth, our newest federal holiday that has been celebrated for a lot longer, all we need do is hear this story from the perspective of an African American in 1865 who has been enslaved, enchained, possessed and controlled by the evils of American slavery, waiting for this demon of racism to be exorcised out of their life and out of America’s life. A demon that still lurks.

And to hear this story is to hear that our God we are called to follow is a God who calls out and casts out such demons and sends them into the abyss where they belong. Our God is about setting people free and taking people out of oppression. That’s the God who claims us and calls us.

Or hear this text from the ear of one of our youth. Just a few weeks ago, in our high school sexuality program, known as OWL, one of our youth said, “My friends regularly make homophobic and mean statements. How do I tell them that it’s wrong? How do I respond?” I marvel at the question and the courage to ask it. This youth probably didn’t think of it this way, but they were asking a discipleship question. She had this sense of her role as a disciple of Jesus and she wondered – How do I cast out the demon of homophobia that lives in and has invaded the life of my friends? How do I follow God’s call to set people free? After being set free herself, she had a sense that she was called to stay in her community and to liberate or exorcise the demon. 

Now I know that some of those examples might feel so big and so far away from the reality of your life and the other demons many of us have lived with, close at heart and in our own lives. Demons that invaded our lives at a young age and continue to torment. But make no mistake – this story is for you too. 

May we all have the courage to name the demons that invade our hearts, our systems, our countries. May we trust and give our hearts to the promise of the Gospel. That God in Christ has come to us and the places we think God will never go and is at work casting out that demon and setting us free. May we know deep in our hearts of flesh that God wants for you and for all people liberation and is at work in you and in others bringing healing and exorcising the demons.

Delivered, by Jan Richardson

I close with the words of Jan Richardson,

From the hundred wants
that tug at us.
From the thousand voices
that hound us.

From every fear
that haunts us.
From each confusion
that inhabits us.

From what comes
to divide, to destroy.
From what disturbs
and does not let us rest.

Deliver us, o God,
and draw us into
your relentless
peace.[6]

Amen. 


[1] https://www.christiancentury.org/article/critical-essay/encountering-gerasene-demoniac-american-prison?reload=1655479028653

[2] Amy-Jill Levine and Ben Witherington III, The Gospel of Luke Commentary, pg. 239.

[3] Ched Myers, Binding the Strong Man. 

[4] Rev. Otis Moss III, “A Nation in Crisis, Pt.: It Is Time to Name the Demon.”

[5] Ney York Times, https://www.nytimes.com/2022/06/18/world/europe/ukraine-war-cemeteries-morgues.html

[6] Jan Richardson, Delivered, https://paintedprayerbook.com/2013/06/16/delivered/