“Thy Kingdom Come”
Text:
Mark
© February 20, 2008 by C. Edward Bowen at
Community Lenten Worship at
A
riot had broken out. A riot had broken
out at the
But
at the peak of the pandemonium, as glass and bullets were flying back and
forth, a tiny five-foot-two, 63-year-old woman, dressed in a nun’s habit,
walked right out into the middle of all that chaos and bloodshed, and held up
her hands to signify to both sides that enough was enough. And somewhat miraculously, both sides in that
conflict stopped.
You
see, for 25 years Sister Antonia had voluntarily chosen to live in that prison,
staying in a ten-foot by ten-foot concrete cell with no hot water, and being
surrounded day in and day out by convicted thieves, murderers, and drug
lords. And for 25 years Sister Antonia
had devoted herself to caring for the sick, counseling those who were
contemplating suicide, and washing the bodies of the dead for burial. For 25 years, Sister Antonia was convinced
that it was in the midst of that dangerous and violent place that God had
called her to serve.
After
that riot ended, many of the inmates and police officers agreed that Sister
Antonia was the only person they knew on the face of the earth who could have
pulled something like that off. She was
the only person they knew on the face of the earth who could walk out between
two angry groups – two angry groups that were both intent on hurting and even
hilling those on the other side – and who could bring about an end to the
violence, who could bring about peace.[1]
When
I came across that story about Sister Antonia, it made me think: that’s what the church is supposed to be
like. In the Lord’s Prayer, when we pray
“Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven,” it seems to
me that one of the things that we’re praying for is for God to give us the
courage to go out in the midst of a violent and often hate-filled world and to
say “Enough is enough,” to take a stand and say “This is not the way that God
wants it to be.”
In
several more weeks we’ll be reading the Palm Sunday story in our churches. And on Palm Sunday, of course, we remember
the joyful parade that took place as Jesus entered
But
at the same time that Jesus was having his parade, heading into the city from
east, from the
And
so as the governor, Pontius Pilate, made his way into the city, he didn’t come
riding in on a humble donkey like Jesus.
No, Pontius Pilate came riding in on a proud and mighty war horse. And those who followed the governor into the
city didn’t come waving gentle palm branches like Jesus’ followers were
doing. No, the armed soldiers who came
marching in behind Pontius Pilate came bearing spears and swords. And so while Jesus’ parade was a parade of
love, forgiveness, and peace, Pontius Pilate’s parade was communicating a quite
different message. His parade was saying
to the people: “Look out! We stand for the Roman ways of doing
things. We stand for violence, revenge,
and fear.”[2]
So
a basic question seems to be: In our
lives, which parade are we a part of?
The parade led by Pontius Pilate – a parade of violence, revenge, and
fear – or the parade led by Jesus – a parade of love, forgiveness, and peace?
By
looking at the world around us, it certainly appears that there are a lot of
people who are a part of Pilate’s parade.
For instance, recently I read that a fast growing trend among some
teenagers is for them to get together with their friends and go out and beat
up, and sometimes even kill, homeless people out on the street. They’re not doing it for the money – homeless
people generally don’t have any money to speak of. No, those teenagers are doing that simply
because they figure that it’s a violent world, and going out and attacking
homeless people is an easy and convenient way for them to take part in some
violence themselves.[3]
During
this season of Lent, as we pray the Lord’s Prayer and say “Thy kingdom come,
thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven,” we need to realize that there
are two parades going on in the world – each of them headed in entirely
opposite directions. There is the parade
headed by the like of Pontius Pilate – the parade of violence, revenge, and
fear – a parade that has many, many followers.
And there is the parade led by Jesus – a parade of love and forgiveness
and peace. Which parade are you a part
of? Which parade do you want to be a
part of?
In
the midst of a violent and often hate-filled world, let us have the faith to
follow in the way of Jesus. In the midst
of a violent and often hate-filled world, let us have the faith to look to God
and pray, “Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in
heaven.” In the midst of a violent and
often hate-filled world, let us have the faith to believe that there is another
way – the way of Jesus, the way of peace.
[1]
Stephen R. Covey, Everyday Greatness:
Inspiration for a Meaningful Life [
[2]
Marcus Borg and John Dominic Crossan, The Last Week: What the Gospels Really Teach
About Jesus’s Final Days in Jerusalem [
[3]
“Teen ‘sport killings of homeless on the rise,” CNN,