Christ Church, St. Joseph, La., 15 July 2012
When
I was a kid, family vacations consisted of the occasional drive from Iowa to
Ohio to visit my father’s family. That was before Interstate 80 had been built,
and so the journey included passing through Chicago.
My
father was always looking for educational opportunities for his children, and
so we typically spent a day on the way to Ohio at one or more of Chicago’s
amazing museums. It was at the Museum of Science & Industry that we encountered
the giant Foucault pendulum, swinging ever so softly and silently, from a domed
ceiling high over our heads.
A
Foucault pendulum is, of course, a plumb line. It's a weight on a
string that obeys the law of gravity by hanging straight down—regardless of
what you hang it from. The one in Chicago, as I
recall, is a huge brass plumb bob shaped like a child’s top, suspended from the
center of the dome on a cable. And
it moves because the earth moves!
Foucault's pendulum at the Panthéon, Paris. |
In other words, the plumb line must obey the
laws of gravity and always hang straight down. But because the earth is not a
perfect sphere, and because it moves—rotating on its axis as it traces its
trajectory around the sun—the ceiling of that building is also moving, and the
plumb bob must constantly adjust it’s position in order to obey the law of
gravity and hang straight down.
And
so the pendulum gently swings, translating the earth’s movement into a highly regular,
beautifully precise pattern of movement—on a scale that the human eye can
actually see.
In
other words, we know this planet we call home is, in fact, spinning and
hurtling through space at an alarming speed. Yet we detect none of that. It is
beyond the capacity of our human senses, our human perspective, our human
experience.
But
the giant plumb line brings it down to earth. A Foucault pendulum scales it down,
transforms it, so that we mere mortals can in fact experience, perceive, see… the very rotation of the earth
itself.
How
much of that did I understand as a child, standing in that museum looking at a
Foucault pendulum? I don’t know. Probably not much. But I do remember awe and
wonderment.
And,
in striking contrast to today’s story from the Hebrew Scripture, I remember it
as a reassuring experience rather than a threatening one, a peak at the music
of the universe, if you will.
Of
course, a plumb line is a builder’s tool for keeping walls vertical, such that
the outcome of building is beautiful and functional. But a plumb line is also a
kind of discipline that reveals quickly anything with a tendency to be crooked.
And discipline appears to be on God’s mind in this conversation with Amos (7:7-17, NRSV).
‘Look,
I am not going to continue to look the other way,’ God says. ‘In fact, I’m
going to put myself right there in the midst of my people Israel. I’m going to
be a plumb line showing how crooked they really are. And, by the way, their
crookedness is going to get them into all kinds of trouble. Those who live by the
sword will die by the sword.’
Building a wall with a plumb line. |
So..,
how do we reconcile these contrasting images of a plumb line? Is it an eloquent
translation of God’s creation into terms humans can comprehend, or a harsh
discipline that ensures moral and mortal failure? Is it a reminder of the order
of the universe, or a measure of the chaos humans inevitably create?
I
would say it is “both and”—both eloquent and harsh, both about order and about
chaos, both reassuring—for it is evidence that God is among us, and
frightening—for it shows how utterly unworthy of God’s presence we are.
And
if that sounds a bit like Jesus.., well, you’re with me all the way!
But,
of course, Jesus was the ultimate plumb line God set amongst the people, but
not the first. This conversation from the book of the prophet Amos is God
calling Amos to be a plumb line among the Israelites.
We
don’t know much about Amos’ life as a prophet. We know in general that the
Israelites were not exactly fond of.. and did not necessarily respond to.. the
prophets God sent to point out the many ways they failed to love God and their
neighbors as themselves.
Today’s
Gospel story (Mark 6:14-29, NRSV) is a graphic account of precisely what can happen to prophets.
John the Baptizer was the last of the solely human plumb lines God placed among
the people. His job was to prepare the way for Jesus the Christ by calling the
people to their inheritance as God’s people.
King
Herod was a conniver. He connived his way into a marriage with his brother’s
wife, and ultimately into a dilemma that required him to murder John the
Baptist in order to save face.
Answering
God’s call to be a plumb line among the people can mean speaking unpopular
points of view. It can mean standing up for the marginalized and calling for
justice for the poor and oppressed. It can require speaking truth to power. And
very little is more dangerous than people and nations who have gotten
themselves into situations that seem to require “saving face.”
But
Paul’s letter to the Ephesians (1:3-14, NRSV) reminds us today that regardless of the risks,
at the heart of God’s call to be a plumb line among the people is love—God’s
love for us as personified and perfected in Jesus the Christ.
God
“has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing,” says Paul. God “chose
us in Christ before the foundation of
the world to be holy and blameless before him in love. [God] destined us for adoption as his children through
Jesus Christ… [and] …in [Jesus Christ] we have redemption… forgiveness… the
riches of God’s grace... lavished on us.”
And
who is us? And what is the proper
response to this outpouring of love?
Can
you include in us the people you fear
the most or like the least? An illegal immigrant, perhaps? A smelly street
person? Someone who deviates from sex or gender norms? A Muslim?
Can
you welcome into that passage the last person in the world you love and think
capable of loving you? Are we willing to see such people as our neighbors and our
equals in the eyes of God?
Because
that’s the kind of plumb line Jesus is: God among us, saying over and over
again, in every possible way: We are all God’s children. We are all in this
together. Not one of you is any better than anyone else. Not one of you is
loved by me any more or any less than anyone else. Stand by me. Walk with me.
Dine with me. And you will know and be God’s love in the world.
AMEN.
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