“Surprised by Joy” (Fn.:ISAIAH 35 1-10 EARLY WORSHIP.2016.DOC) 1 Scripture: Isaiah 35:1-10 William C
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“Surprised by Joy” (fn.:ISAIAH 35 1-10 EARLY WORSHIP.2016.DOC) 1 Scripture: Isaiah 35:1-10 William C. Pender FIRST PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH, 12/11/16 The composer, John Williams, winner of Oscar upon Oscar for his movie scores, is particularly well- known for the movie, Jaws. The musical signature for the shark is ingenious in its simplicity—two notes, half steps. Da-dum, da-dum, da-dum. First the notes are long and slow and then the tempo rises and music crashes into a melee of sounds—focused on creating fear—the shark attack. With all the options before the composer, John Williams took two notes to create this incredible effect. Two notes build to this climax of fear. On this Sunday of Advent, we have a Scripture text that plays with two notes: creation and redemption. Creation is an easy enough note to understand—what is natural, what is real, what tangible. Redemption, although it sounds like a big word, is simply that nature needs restoration, bodies need healing, and people lose their way and need directions. So, today we have an extended poem in Isaiah 35:1-10. And you will hear da-dum, da-dum, da-dum. Except it will be creation…redemption; creation…redemption; and creation…redemption once again. Nature, such as the desert, needs restoration. People who are crippled look for healing. Those who are weak are strengthened. Those who need a way home find the Way. Just two notes…creation and redemption (Isaiah 35:1-10): 1 The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad, the desert shall rejoice and blossom; like the crocus it shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice with joy and singing. The glory of Lebanon shall be given to it, the majesty of Carmel and Sharon. They shall see the glory of the LORD , the majesty of our God. 3 Strengthen the weak hands, and make firm the feeble knees. 4 Say to those who are of a fearful heart, “Be strong, do not fear! Here is your God. He will come with vengeance, with terrible recompense. He will come and save you.” 5 Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf unstopped; 6 then the lame shall leap like a deer, and the tongue of the speechless sing for joy. For waters shall break forth in the wilderness, and streams in the desert; 7 the burning sand shall become a pool, and the thirsty ground springs of water; the haunt of jackals shall become a swamp, the grass shall become reeds and rushes. 8 A highway shall be there, and it shall be called the Holy Way; the unclean shall not travel on it, but it shall be for God’s people; no traveler, not even fools, shall go astray. 9 No lion shall be there, nor shall any ravenous beast come up on it; they shall not be found there, but the redeemed shall walk there. 10 And the ransomed of the LORD shall return, and come to Zion with singing; everlasting joy shall be upon their heads; they shall obtain joy and gladness, and sorrow and sighing shall flee away. When God comes, there is creation—life in all the variety of mountain and valley, flora and fauna, rivers and oceans. When God comes, there is also redemption—the dessert blossoms, the blind see; 1 Sermon: a reworking of earlier sermon: ISAIAH 35 1-10.2010 Page 1 the lame dance, the speechless have words. Advent, of course, is just another word for coming—we look for the coming or advent of God among us. And so our poetic vision from Isaiah this morning declares: When AND where God comes, there is creation and there is redemption, and the by-product is joy. Here is the ironic thing—everyone wants joy but joy is unobtainable to everyone who clutches at it. To seek joy is to grasp and choke out the possibility of joy. Joy comes on the way to other things. This quirky nature of joy—that it is unobtainable by direct grasping but is possible on the way to the other things—reminds me of an episode in an old Michael Crichton novel called Airframe . The novel’s defining moment is based on an airplane crisis, based in part on facts. The crisis begins when a large passenger jet experiences a minor flight problems. The pilot was not in the cockpit—he had left for an amorous pursuit of a flight attendant. The pilot’s son, a pilot in training, was in the cockpit. The automatic pilot mode was on and the son, though he knew how to fly the plane, did not know how to turn off the automatic pilot. After the minor flight problem, the son made a correction in the flight of the plane, but the autopilot made another correction to his correction. The son took this alteration be a further problem and made another, more drastic correction. This pattern continued, with more drastic corrections—back and forth. Soon the plane was gyrating back and forth—pilot and autopilot took more drastic actions: many people are injured, a few are killed. As the plane is tested later under the same conditions that produced the initial crisis, all the junior pilot had to have done was to let go of the control of the plane. The auto-pilot would have righted the plane. The more he sought control; the more the plane got out of control. True joy cannot be controlled…the more that it is sought, the more that it becomes unattainable. True joy comes out of the coming of God—the coming of God in creation and in redemption, in nature and in healing, in our physicality and in our spirituality. And joy is a by-product. One of the enduring strengths of the Reformation, and particularly the Presbyterian heritage, is that we have always taken creation seriously. There is no escapism from the real world—no running away from our created nature. I have once again seen A Christmas Carol at the Clarence Brown Theater on the UT Campus. And once again, I was struck by Ebenezer Scrooge’s conclusion that the death of poor people will rid the world of “surplus population.” That is, poor people are really a drain on the economy. People like Tiny Tim have nothing to offer our society. All we are then, from this point of view, is an accumulation of what can be scrounged up. Every one who does not scrounge up enough is just “surplus population.” And what Ebenezer Scrooge has to learn (as he does every year!) is that there is a spirit that is larger and fuller than the material, the natural, and the real. And elusive joy comes on the way to other things…on the way to redemption and healing and recovery in his soul. So, here it is…da-dum, da-dum, da-dum. Joy is the by-product of creation and redemption. Joy comes along the way of taking care of the world around us, making the world safer and more productive. An old English proverb reminds us that money is like manure—it stinks when it all in one place but it fertilizes and make things grow when it is spread out. Let it never be said that we simply have hoarded the good gifts of creation! That’s what Scrooge had to learn, as joy came as by-product of his new way of life. Page 2 And joy also comes along the way of the spiritual journey, as we tend to the matters of our soul. Matters of the soul—I am still trying to decide whether I liked the movie from several years ago: Eat Pray Love (and the best-selling book that is behind the movie…a book, incidentally, that was completed in Knoxville when Elizabeth Gilbert was the writer-in-residence at UT and lived downtown at Oliver Hotel). The movie and the book are about the spiritual journey of the author, Elizabeth Gilbert. In some ways, the movie could have been entitled Eat Pray Spend —Elizabeth Gilbert has the luxury to make a year-long spiritual journey in Italy, India, and Bali because she has money. She has the money to be goofy! However, despite some reservations I have, here is what I saw—I saw a woman who was seeking joy but could not find it. ° When she let go of that search and went to Italy and ate good food, she found that the food tasted best in the company of friends. And the food that tasted best of all was when she helped her friend Sofi enjoy food. And joy came as a by-product. ° I saw a woman who could not pray. She struggled with the discipline of the ashram, the retreat house, in India. She did not get anything out of daily prayers until she began pray for her friend Tulsi, a young Indian teenager struggling with life issues. When she quit solely praying for herself and began praying for Tulsi, a door into spiritual life was open to her. And joy came as by-product. Elizabeth Gilbert eats her way…prays her way…and then loves her way in this da-dum, da-dum, da- dum pattern of creation and redemption, nature and spirit…and joy comes as by-product. As we approach once again the celebration of Christmas, of God’s incarnation, of God being in the flesh, we come to the climax of this pattern.