These coming weeks of Lent invite us on a journey, but one
which is almost impossible for us. After all, we are
Christian believers because we know how the journey turns
out we know the ending before we start: not on Calvary but
in the double resurrection of Jesus and of the desolate
disciples. So it is extraordinarily hard for us to
appreciate how the narratives of the first three Gospels -
from the coming of John the Baptist onwards – portray the
all-too-human disciples gradually realising how special this
Jesus was. So special in fact, so unique, as to be God’s
fulfilment of the old prophecies which they had all learned
as children, the Christ himself, in Hebrew, the Messiah.
In the previous chapter of Matthew before the passage we
heard, Peter blurts out what they are all hardly daring to
think – ‘You are the Messiah, the Christ, the one whom God
promised.’
The story we heard as today’s Gospel is carefully linked to
that episode: it even begins with a time-check, ‘after six
days.’ This episode is the outworking of that declaration
made by Peter. The fact that Peter clearly misunderstood
what being Messiah might mean didn’t prevent Jesus from
acknowledging the truth of it; and Peter and his friends
determined to stick with this Jesus to the bitter end.
The synoptic writers Matthew, Mark and Luke are clear: after
these few days, including the transfiguration, the narrative
becomes far, far more significant than the story of another
healer from Galilee- of which there were several. It’s the
story of God at work in their midst, in their time. Which is
why that last Friday isn’t good for them, even though it is
for us, with hindsight.
All the symbolism of the verses from Matthew points to this.
Moses and Elijah represent the fullness of the Hebrew
scriptures (what we call the Old Testament), ‘the law and
the prophets.’ They come to validate Jesus as the Christ,
the Messiah, and then leave him to pursue his unique
destiny; so we read that after it is over the ‘disciples saw
no-one except Jesus there alone.’
The writing is deliberately echoing the Exodus passage;
Moses was radiant with the word of God, with the promises of
God, and with the demands of God. Jesus will reinterpret the
Moses story, but for him the last hilltop will be far from
radiant, a place of agony and death, the mysterious
fulfilment of the purposes of a compassionate God.
It’s really hard for us to walk in Lent through this valley
of the shadow of death when we are only doing so because of
an Easter faith. Nevertheless we need to try. The great 20th
century theologian Dietrich Bonhoeffer, asks the simple
question “Who is Jesus Christ for us today?” Simple but
devastating. How and when and where do we encounter Jesus?
What can we make of this last journey to Jerusalem which is
almost a metaphor for our own need to face truth and death?
This is one of the most challenging passages in the whole
Gospel. Where has the glory gone? Like those bemused
disciples we can see no-one except Jesus himself alone.
In the remaining chapters of their story they go on
believing and following him into the dark, the man of
sorrows and acquainted with grief, betrayed, deserted,
ridiculed, misunderstood, and finally tortured to death as
only the Romans knew how. So who indeed is Jesus Christ for
us today? How do we follow him? How do we encounter him? As
Bonhoeffer himself reminds us in his various writings, there
are several occasions where we can sense Emmanuel, God is
with us.
If we pray patiently and reflectively we find him
there. When we respond to some natural beauty or
wonder at some human creativity, we sense his presence. And
if we are privileged to be taken up into a mystical
experience which changes us and stays with us, we are
certainly not alone. But Bonhoeffer’s most searching answer
is to acknowledge that when God seems to be remote or even
absent, at those times we can encounter Jesus Christ and
even there give thanks. Indeed, it is there that thi Jesus
is to be known. As Bonhoeffer says, “only a crucified God
will do.”
When our customary sources of spiritual strength are
missing, then we are not alone, he says. And so do the
Gospel writers as the story unfolds. At the risk of
exaggeration, maybe it’s not so hard to believe in God when
contemplating a dramatic sunset or soaking up a Bach cantata
or sharing time with a friend or lover. But faith is tested
to destruction, as we all know, in cancer ward, when a child
is run over or abused, when terrorists strike out of the
blue or when a distant drone dispenses death on those who
happen to be in the same house as the target. So many
opportunities to cry out “My God, why have your forsaken
us?”
Lent demands that we come to terms with all of this. Today’s
readings are all about the glory of God. And for us,
followers of Jesus, the glory of God is compassion, what
theologians call incarnation. Everyday life, the highs and
the lows, the ups and downs, the light and dark, all
transfigured and seen afresh in the light of this
compassion.
Once we realise that Jesus of Nazareth is actually
Christ, God’s gift of himself for the well-being of all
creation, we will be meeting him all the time. For he’s to
be encountered every day if our Lenten discipline is
authentic; though unlike the old children’s song these are
not “the stories of Jesus we love to hear.” Rather these are
the drum-beats of approaching tragedy, the Zacchaeus moments
of unpopularity, the Pilate moments of facing down power,
the Gethsemane moments of doubting one’s own strength.
These are the times we share his fear and pray we might know
his courage and continue to love. These are the times we
weep with him over a sad death or a broken society, and pray
that love might yet prevail. These are the times we suffer
with him, when love constrains us to do unwise and self-less
things, maybe to give and not to count the cost when
everything we have told about the undeserving poor warns us
off.
There may even be times when we find ourselves misunderstood
or betrayed or disowned or isolated, when God’s reassurance
has gone behind the cloud and we are in the dark of our own
Calvary. Because of Jesus, God is here in the dark with us.
This story of his radiance isn’t to deny but to transform
the darkness. Of course we are Easter people; we believe we
know how the story ends. But in this messy, cruel, divided,
unfair, angry, desolate world, when we ask “Who is Jesus
Christ for us today?” we may still whisper to
ourselves “Emmanuel” and, looking up, see no-one but
Jesus himself alone, our friend.