“Dear Molly and Joe”

(Lessons from a Wedding Reception)

John 2:1-11

First Presbyterian Church of Jamestown , New York

The Reverend Thomas A. Sweet

January 17, 2010

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Late last fall, my daughter, Molly, called from Los Angeles with the happy news that the love of her life, Joseph Kostka, had proposed to her and that she had said yes, yes, and oh yes!  

Already it has been an eventful engagement.  Joe gave Molly an engagement ring the value of which equals the GNP of a small country.  But it wasn’t long before Molly lost the ring.  It was lost before Joe had had a chance to insure it and before Molly could get it re-sized to fit more snugly.  Joe was great about it and they got an inexpensive band to put on Molly’s finger, but the loss was a lingering sadness.  Then last weekend, Molly called with the amazing news that she had found the ring.  Actually, I think we heard her shrieks of joy all the way from LA just before she called.  It turns out that Molly uses reusable grocery bags and, as she had not had to do a major shop since Thanksgiving, when she finally went to do one last weekend and pulled out all of the bags from the drawer where she stores them, there appeared the ring that must have fallen off into one of the bags!  Eureka !  I only can hope that the next nine months will be filled with a bit less drama than that.  

With a lectionary reading today about a wedding reception, there were some insights I found there that I thought I would share with Molly and Joe and so the sermon today takes the form of a note to my daughter and her intended, though, hopefully, you will find a thing or two of interest as well.

 

Dear Molly and Joe,  

With the announcement of your engagement to be married in October, you might imagine that I read our gospel passage for this Sunday about a wedding reception in Cana of Galilee with rapt attention.  Given the way the anticipated costs of your wedding are piling up, I took special notice of the part of the story where water is turned into wine.  I want to look into that further!  

As you know, I am completely approving and happily pleased that you have chosen to make the journey of your lives together.  Even with all of the details that need tending as you prepare for your wedding, the wedding is always the easy part.  It is your marriage that will ask and require a lot of you through the years and of the two, wedding and marriage, your marriage is the most important.  Still, at this point, I know you mostly are focused on the wedding and the reception.  First things first.  

I have to tell you at the outset that this might have been a different letter had I written it a week ago.  In times of high celebration, as indeed a wedding is, it is possible to lose ourselves in all of the excitement and forget that there is a world out there beyond our own circumstances.  In your marriage, you will be forming a very small and intimate community of two – at least until my grandchildren come along!  But you also will continue to be part of larger communities – your community of friends, the communities in which you will live, your work communities, and the world community.  It is within this latter community that we all have been undone this week as we try to comprehend the inexplicable horror unfolding in Haiti .  How can we ever hope to understand a world which has in it simultaneously the wine of celebration about which our gospel story speaks and such utter devastation?  

I have learned in my life that just because there is a question does not mean that there is an answer to it.  The book of Job in the Bible – you remember that story about the grotesque suffering that righteous Job endured – is really about the questioning that accompanies Job’s seemingly unfair suffering – Why?  How come?  What does it mean?  Within the story, answers are attempted, but none of them is big enough to ring true and some of them are downright cruel.  We always want answers in the face of tragedy because we fear the loss of control when we cannot explain or place blame or otherwise account for it.  It makes us feel more vulnerable.  The explanations we attempt in are usually for our own benefit and comfort while our blatherings add insult to injury for those already suffering.  Pat Robertson might feel less threatened himself if he thinks, as he said, that the earthquake occurred because Haiti had made a pact with the devil when it was under French control.  Maybe such an explanation allows him to delude himself about his own safety since, in his mind, he is righteous and therefore untouchable.  But he does not even know the Bible, else he would not only remember Job but when Jesus said that the rain falls and the sun shines on the just and the unjust alike.  

We just have to allow that we live in a world in which natural laws apply and that the same forces that make luminous sunsets, purple mountain majesties, and cooling summer breezes also cause earthquakes, tsunamis, and floods.  How else can we explain things like the two of you, Molly and Joe, filling these weeks with the ecstasy of expectation while at the same time there is a young man in Port-au-Prince I saw on television wracked with the despair of desolation as he sits outside a grocery store reduced to rubble with his young bride trapped, and likely dead, inside?  As winsome and wonderful as the two of you are, so, likely, was that young couple in Haiti .  But you have your lives ahead of you while that young man probably feels that his is over, as his wife’s is, cut down in the full blush of her life.  

There is a second lectionary passage for this day – there always are four: Old Testament, Psalm, Gospel, and Epistle – that seems fortuitously appropriate.  In the back story to Isaiah 62:1-5, Jerusalem , the holy city, had been attacked and many of its citizens carried away into exile.  The temple, the center of Jewish life, had been plundered and destroyed.  Everything lay in ruins.  And yet the prophet of Israel would not be silent.  Looking beyond the appearances of things, beyond sight, beyond what he could see immediately before him, Isaiah proclaimed hope amid the suffering because God had made promises to Israel to which, in faith, Isaiah was holding God accountable, on which Isaiah expected God to make good.  So, Isaiah said :

                        For ( Israel ’s) sake I will not keep silent,

                                    and for Jerusalem ’s sake I will not rest,

                        until her vindication shines out like the dawn,

                                    and her salvation like a burning torch.

                        The nations will see your vindication,

                                    and all the kings your glory;

 

                        and you, Jerusalem , shall be called by a new name

                                    that the mouth of the Lord will give.

 

                        You shall be a crown of beauty in the hand of the Lord,

                                    and a royal diadem in the hand of your God.

 

                        You shall no more be termed Forsaken,

                                    and your land shall no more be called Desolate;;

                                    but you shall be called God’s Delight Is in Her,

                                    and your land Married;

                        for the Lord delights in you,

                        and your land shall be married.

 

                        For as a young man marries a young woman,

                        so shall your builder marry you,

                        and as the bridegroom rejoices over the bride,

                        so shall your God rejoice over you.

 

God had promised to be wedded to Jerusalem and what God joins together, no one, no calamity, no circumstance finally can tear asunder.  Nothing can separate us, not even death, from the love of God.  So, what the good people of Haiti now are going through, while terrible and tragic, unthinkable and inexplicable, is not final.  It is not the last word.  God always has the last word, and to the people of Haiti today as to the people of old in Jerusalem , that word is that they are not God-Forsaken, but Married, wedded to God.  

Well, I have digressed because of the events of this week, but it was a roundabout way of saying that God has promised to be wedded to you, too, come what may in your lives, and God will meet you in both your hopes and your fears through all of your years.  That does not exempt you from tragedy but it does mean that, even in the hardest and harshest times, as those in Haiti now are suffering, you never will be alone in the universe.  

So, that wedding – God’s wedding to you – is the backdrop against which you will give yourselves to each other in what the church calls “holy matrimony.”  Indeed, a wedding is time for grand celebration.  I admit that there have been plenty of times across the years when I have questioned the wisdom of spending large sums of money on a wedding reception.  I have been curmudgeonly enough along the way even to have muttered something like, “Why don’t they just take all of the money that is being spent on the reception and put it toward a house or toward things that they are going to need?”  

But I have been wrong.  Celebration is important.  The wedding receptions in the time of Jesus lasted seven days.  (I am glad that cleared up!)  There was a lot of eating and drinking, and – yes, Molly, dancing – during those weeklong parties.  A ton of food and wine had to be prepared in order not to disappoint the guests.  Among the poorer communities, wedding parties exacted an enormous economic toll on, in those days, the groom’s family.  Although we often assume that the wedding in Cana was a lavish affair for the wealthy and the elegant, that is not the circle to which Jesus belonged.  So even among the poor, maybe especially there, celebration was imperative.  So much so that Jesus once compared the kingdom of heaven to a wedding feast.

So, in telling us that Jesus’ changing water into wine at a wedding reception was the first sign of his glory, that is, of God’s favor, John must have wanted us to know that we are not to be so holy that we cannot be happy.  Too often, we make religion and God seem so dour, serious, sanctimonious.   In other words, while there is surely a sacredness to life, a sanctity, one does not have to be in a temple or a church or a quiet place to be present with God.  God also can be experienced in the midst of hustle and bustle, at a wedding party, and as much in dance as in prayer, though dance can be thought of, I think, as a form of prayer in which case, Molly, you come pretty close to satisfying St. Paul ’s exhortation to “pray without ceasing.”  Later in his gospel, John makes a big deal of saying that Jesus came to show us how to have life, and to have it abundantly.  Part of that abundance is the joy of celebration, whatever the occasion.  

But, it also is the case that all true happiness has about it an element of holiness in which we not only acknowledge but embrace our status as children of God and the vision of the kingdom of God for life.  To say it in a phrase, we cannot truly be happy without also being holy.  We cannot go against the grain of the way God made life to be and truly be happy.  That is why, I think, Jesus made the Beatitudes the centerpiece of his Sermon on the Mount.  You remember them, the blessing statements:  “Blessed are the poor in spirit because the kingdom of heaven is theirs.”  “Blessed are those who grieve because they will be comforted.”  “Blessed are the meek for the earth will be theirs.”  “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness because they will be filled.”  “Blessed are the merciful because they will receive mercy.”  “Blessed are the pure in heart because they will see God.”  “Blessed are the peacemakers because they will be called children of God.”  The first word of each of those blessings is, in the Greek, the word that means happiness.  The literal translation of all of those blessing statements really begins with the word “happy.”  “Happy are the merciful, for they will receive mercy,” for example.  So, happiness and holiness fit together like a hand in a glove.  When you keep them together in your life, it will be as if the water of your life is being changed to wine and you will experience, in the words of Philo of Alexandria, joy, grace, and the sober intoxication of God’s Spirit.  

Molly and Joe, I cannot wish for you (or you, the hearers of this sermon) any more than that.   And even as I treasure the story of that wedding reception long ago in Cana, I look forward even more to the celebration of your wedding in Jamestown this fall.  

Love,

Dad/Tom    

Amen

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