First Sunday in Lent
So, what’s feeding your soul these
days? Take a moment. What’s nurturing your soul? What’s your diet like? Is it heart healthy? Soul-healthy?
What are you “taking in,” imbibing, ingesting? Is it feeding you? Depleting you? Making you
tired? Or are you starving? Running on
fumes?
I’m
not really talking about food here. I
am, but I’m not. Food is an easy metaphor
for something else. Didn’t Jesus once
take bread and say, “Take, eat; this is my body”? (Matthew 26:26). And didn’t he take a cup of
wine and say, “Drink from it, all of you; for this is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sin"? (Matthew 26:28). Bread and
wine point to something, someone else.
And,
yet, we know that food, food that we put into our mouths and chew and swallow
and digest, actually feeds bodies as well souls.
There’s “soul food,” of course, African-American cuisine originating in
the American South; think of ham hock and black-eyed peas, collard greens,
okra, fried Catfish, sweet potato pie.
There’re other kinds of food that also feed our souls, food that reminds
of our childhood, or a time around the table with family, food that gives us
comfort. The number one comfort food in
the American diet is grilled cheese sandwiches, followed by mashed potatoes,
Mac and cheese, tacos, pizza, dumplings, baked ziti, and tomato soup.[1]
Getting hungry? Just thinking about food, talking about food,
the food we love, gets us hungry. Ready for brunch or lunch?
Now that I’ve got you thinking about
food, I want you to think about being hungry.
Put yourself in the wilderness. You’re there with Jesus. Led there, on purpose, by the Holy
Spirit. You’ve been there in this wild,
barren, dangerous place for forty-days and forty-nights—the Bible’s way of
saying, a long time. And you’ve been
fasting. No food. You had water; just enough to survive. No food.
And, like Jesus, you’re “famished.” Now, stay there. In your
famishment—just imagine for a moment what that feels like. Feel it in your stomach.
Stay
there.
Because
it’s there, in that feeling, in that moment, when the work begins, when deep
spiritual discernment starts to take shape.
It’s there, at the point of weakness, when we are most vulnerable, that
we are most exposed to temptation. It’s also
in those moments, in extremis, at the
point of despair, the moment we are stretched to our limits, stretched to the
breaking point, that an awareness of something else begins to emerge in us, an
awareness of a deeper truth breaking through, the awareness of a deeper power
becoming available to us. Yes, Jesus is
tempted in a moment of weakness, but he also claims, in that exact same moment,
a deeper truth that Satan has no power over.
This is where we begin the season of
Lent—with Jesus in the wilderness. The
journey starts here. The most profound,
life-changing journeys of our lives always begin in the wilderness. As we know, it’s the Holy Spirit who sent
Jesus into this wild and dangerous place—not to punish him or abandon him—but
to train him, test him, prepare him, strengthen him for his life task, his
calling, the purpose of his life. According
to Matthew’s gospel, the tempter arrived at the end of Jesus’ forty-day fast, when he was “famished.” It doesn’t say that the tempter showed up
throughout the forty-day period, but “afterwards” (4:2). The tempter showed up when Jesus was at his
weakest.
Jesus is starving. Famished.
Ravenous. Of course he is. You would be too. That’s when the seeds of doubt come. “If you are the Son of God, command these stones
to become loaves of bread.” But Jesus
answered, “It is written….” And where is it written? In Deuteronomy, where we find God saying to
the Israelites, “Remember the long way that the LORD your God has led you these
forty years in the wilderness, in order to humble you, testing you to know what
was in your heart, whether or not you would keep his commandments. He humbled you by letting you hunger, then by
feeding you with manna, with which neither you nor your ancestors were
acquainted, in order to make you understand that one does not live by bread
alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of the LORD” (Deut. 8:2-3).
God tests the heart. God tests our souls. Our hunger for bread becomes a symbol for a
different kind of bread, such as manna.
Our hunger for manna becomes a symbol for something that will truly
satisfy our hunger, namely, the word of God.
The word of God as bread doesn’t satisfy the hunger in our bellies, but
the hunger in our souls, the hunger of our hearts for something more than food. Yes, we need food to live, to function. But we also need a different kind of food to
satisfy the cravings of the soul, food that is truly heart healthy—the kind of
food that brings our hearts to life and causes them to sing, filling hearts
full of compassion and passion for justice, for the beautiful, the good, the
holy; full hearts that lead us to reach out to our neighbor, to God, to
ourselves in love. What’s feeding your
heart? What causes your heart to sing?
Sometimes it takes being hungry to know what we’re really
hungry for. Sometimes it takes a season
of fasting to clarify what you’re really hungry for. In those moments, we might be tempted to
satisfy our appetites with the wrong thing.
We might think we’re hungry for bread, when what we’re really starving
for is entirely something else. When we
fast, things become clearer. If you’ve
spent any time fasting, you know that prolonged fasts lead to greater sense perception
and awareness. You know how your body
changes when you give up dairy or sugar or alcohol or caffeine. Your cravings change. We become aware of our
appetites when we’re hungry, especially when we’re ravenous.
Although ravenous for food, Jesus confessed
a craving for a different kind of food—the nourishment that comes from the word
of God. Jesus is referring to scripture
here, the Hebrew Scriptures, not to the New Testament, of course. Jesus uses scripture in his response to the
tempter—although, it must be noted that even the tempter is good at quoting
scripture to Jesus. Jesus’ reference to
the “word of God,” I think, also refers to something else. Yes the “word of
God” is scripture, is a text. But
remember what scripture is; remember what scripture does. Scripture is alive,
it’s doing something, it’s active. Scripture
conveys through words the word of
God, that is, the divine voice, the message of God, the will of God, the hope
and vision of God, the presence of God.
The word is God and God is the word.
It’s this word, word as God/God as word, that we hunger for. We hunger, not for a text—but for God. That’s what matters most. And so often in our lives, we think the
hunger and cravings of our souls will be satisfied by turning stones into
bread, turning material things into “bread,” materials things, such as money
and everything that money can buy, into “bread.” And then we’re surprised when these cravings
never satisfy. We’re not really hungry
for bread—we’re hungry for God.
So, what’s feeding your soul these
days? What’s nurturing your soul? What’s
your diet like? Is it heart
healthy? Soul-healthy? It’s easy to
say what our stomachs hunger for, but our souls? What’s bringing you to
life? What’s the source of your joy?
As we move through the wilderness of
Lent, these are good questions to ask ourselves—good questions to pray
about. In your prayer, ask God to help
you answer these questions. It’s good to
wrestle with them. Stay with them. Don’t resolve the tension too soon. Sit with them. Stay with your hunger. Stay in the wilderness—don’t worry, you’re
not alone. We have forty days to sit
and wait and listen and discover what—or who—nurtures our lives.
The great Spanish mystic, St. John of the Cross (1542-1591),
wrote about his journey through the “dark night of the soul.” He discovered that while he was in the wilderness
that he wasn’t alone. Even though all
appeared to be night, there was something else hidden there, in the dark, there
was something in the night. In his poem Cantar del alma que se huelga de conocer a
Dios por fe (Song of the soul that rejoices in knowing God by faith), he
tells us what he discovered there, “That eternal spring hidden” (“Aquella
eternal fonte esta escondida”). It’s hidden,
yet he knows what feeds his soul. He
knows what gives him life. He knows what
gives him light, as he says, “although it is the night.” He writes:
This eternal fountain hides and splashes
Within this living bread that is life to
us
Although
it is the night.
Hear it calling out to every creature,
And they drink these waters, although it
is dark here
Because
it is the night.
I am repining for this living fountain.
Within this bread of life I see it plain
Although
it is the night.[2]
Yes,
bread. Yet, something more than bread. The
bread of life.
Don’t
be tempted by anything less.
Image: Briton Rivière (1840-1920), Christ in the Wilderness (1898).
[1] 25 Best Comfort Food, Huffington Post (January 2014):
[1] 25 Best Comfort Food, Huffington Post (January 2014):
[2] This is the translation
of Seamus Heaney (1939-2013), from his poem “Station Island XI,” cited in Malcolm
Guite, The Word in the Wilderness: A Poem
a Day for Lent and Easter (Norwich: Canterbury Press, 2014), 4-5.
No comments:
Post a Comment