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The First Sunday after the Epiphany, January 13, 2008

A Baptism for Us

The Rev. Robert B. Wood, St. Aidan’s Episcopal Church, Alpharetta, Georgia

 

One of the great places in Georgia to visit is Callaway Gardens.  A few years ago, my family and I got to visit, walk the trails, go to the butterfly habitat, and see a show at the Nature Center called “Birds of Prey.”

 

There was a medium crowd on a chilly day that got to see many talents, many talons.  Owls with huge wing spans; hawks with incredible eyes; eagles with majesty and power.  I’d seen many of these birds on TV before—like watching the war eagle descend before an Auburn game.  But being right there, up close, was pretty cool.

 

And as you might guess, there were no smaller birds around in the show, no doves or anything that might let the hawk show off the power of its talons.  Nevertheless, I can envision what it would look like for a dove to come in for a landing…much like we hear the Holy Spirit did that day by the Jordan river…descending beautifully, gently like a dove…not in the form     of a dove, but like a dove…anointing Jesus with words of favor from God. 

 

The story of Jesus’ baptism comes around each year about now, two or three weeks after the story of Jesus’ birth.  In that short time (on our calendar) Jesus has gone from infant to adult.  The small group of witness around the manger has turned in to a large flock of men and women by the Jordan River.   But unlike Bethlehem, all the people had not come there to see Jesus.  They had come to repent, to listen to John the Baptist.  What they ended up hearing was God, whose words and actions anoint his son and begin his public ministry.

 

In truth, I wonder if this baptism was an event for Jesus or an event for us?  I mean, did it do something for him—change him, give him confidence, or something—or was the benefactor of his baptism really us?   

 

It’s not like his baptism is a lot like ours anyway—except for the water.  Ours is for the forgiveness of sin; he was sinless.  Ours is for inclusion in the body of Christ.  There is never a time when the son of God was unincluded.  Jesus goes into the water and comes out the same.  We go into the waters of baptism and come out different people—reconciled, forgiven, in Christ, and bonded to God.  Jesus baptism did not establish his bond to God   and Holy Spirit, but it made that bond known to humanity. That’s why I believe his baptism is more for us, not so much for him.

 

How then do we benefit?  Well for one, we hear directly from God.  Not through a prophet.  Not on Stone tablets.  Those were good, but God’s voice is better.  Second, we get an important good glimpse of the Trinity—Father, Son, and Holy Spirit—together in one place.  It’s moments like these that people looked back on as the faithful came to understand the three in one and one in three.  So here is the Son in the water, God speaking from heaven, and the Holy Spirit descending like a dove.   We also benefit that the Holy Spirit descended like a dove, not an eagle with a power of the earth, or a hawk to spy out sin, or even a wise owl.   [The Holy Spirit is often connected to wisdom, you know.]  But here—a dove.  

 

The dove is a stranger to malice.   It is not feared for its beak and talons…no weapons or arrows.   What was it when Noah sent out a bird for signs of hope?  A dove—who returned with an olive branch—and here is another.  Descending like a dove, the Holy Spirit shows a new olive branch to humanity—“not [to just] one family from the ark, but [to] the whole human family.” (John Chrysostym)

 

 That olive branch—the new hope for the world—is Jesus himself. That makes the power of dove the power of love…heard in the words God speaks: “This is my son, the beloved.”  This is the one I love, and through him, my love will come to you.  

 

One thing that did not come from the sky that day was fire-and-brimstone.  Not a moment for the future church to plug into Lent.  Truthfully, Jesus’ baptism is almost as far from Good Friday as you can be.   Yes, this is an Epiphany moment—an ah-ha after seeing God’s public display of salvation and His display of love. 

 

Matthew has painted this picture for us, and as they say, a picture is worth a thousand words…or are the 12 words enough?  “This is my son, the beloved, with whom I am well pleased.”  This are the main words we need to hear—and more than likely good for Jesus to hear too.  Would those words go to his head?  Give him a superiority complex?  Keep him above the fray?  Or will the words go to his heart?  Influencing the way he will reach out to others—disciples, tax collectors, men, women, criminals. 

 

What about the hearts of those on Jordan’s banks?  They’d come out that day with hearts heavy from sin.  Will they be moved to draw closer to this Jesus?  And you?  Will those words (“well pleased,” “beloved”) make it to your heart?  To know Jesus as a loved Son…and to know yourself as in Christ by your baptisms, and therefore beloved hiers?   Will you understand yourself, your being, differently after hearing them?  Basically, can you accept your acceptance?  Can you really receive the gift of love that was meant for you?

 

There are some who may not—some who will just see barriers—even when love and opportunity are right in front of them.  A priest from England—and a few generations back—named George Herbert—wrote about those feelings himself—and love’s enduring response.  His poetic words provide for me an “ah-ha” moment every time I read them.

Love, (III)   by George Herbert

 

Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,

   Guilty of dust and sin.

But quick-eyed love, observing me grow slack,

   From my first entrance in,

Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning,

   If I lack’d anything.

 

A guest, I answer’d, worthy to be here:

   Love said: You shall be he.

I the unkind, ungrateful?  Ah my dear,

   I cannon look on thee.

Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,

   Who made the eyes but I?

 

Truth Lord, but I have marr’d them: let my shame

   Go where it doth deserve.

And know you not, says Love, who bore the blame?

   My dear, then I will serve.

You must sit down, says Love, and taste my meat:

   So I did sit and eat.

This day, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit bid you welcome.  Love from heaven bids you welcome.  May the Love of God and his beloved Son descend upon you as a dove,   inspire your soul, your building of family and church, your engagement of work and world.

 

Do not draw back, but be drawn in by God’s holy gift of love.

 

 

 

© The Rev. Robert B. Wood.  All Rights reserved.

 

 

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