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Do you ever wonder what kids
think of all this church stuff? Have you ever listened to
them describe what it is they hear us say, do or pray? Here
is what one four year old told her mother she was sure she
heard the folks in her church pray each week:
Our father who does art in
heaven, Harold be thy name. Thy kingdom come, I will be done
with dressings made in heaven. Give us this day our jelly
bread, and forgive us our trash baskets and forgive us who
put trash bags among us. Lead us not into Penn Station but
deliver us some e-mail. For there is wine in the kingdom and
the powder goes on the flowers forever. Amen.
The Lord’s Prayer. We say it
almost every Sunday. The 57 words that make up the prayer
are probably among the most familiar and comforting words of
our tradition. We know those 57 words like the back of our
hand. We can go to almost any church, of any denomination,
in any place, and when someone begins the Lord’s Prayer, we
can, for the most part, follow right along.
But, after a while, I wonder if
the prayer starts to sounds like that four year old’s
prayer, even to us? I wonder if we even know what we are
praying? Or have we let the words just run together so that
we, and anybody listening, cannot make any sense out of them
anymore? I wonder if we realize that this prayer we pray,
this prayer that Jesus taught us to pray, is a radical,
world- altering prayer? Fredrick Buechner contends that to
say the 57 little words that make up the Lord’s Prayer is to
“unleash a power that makes atomic power look like a warm
breeze.”
What is it that we are praying
each time we say the Lord’s Prayer? And what might happen if
we stopped for a moment to consider its ancient and familiar
words? Over the next several weeks, we will take a closer
look at the prayer Jesus taught us, to discover its deeper
meanings and find the ways to live into these words we say
so often.
Tonight we begin at the
beginning, with the first (and probably most familiar) of
the prayer’s words: “Our Father, who art in heaven...” It
would be tempting to skip over the very first word… the word
“our.” But this little three-letter word does more to impact
the tone for the entire prayer than almost any other word in
it.
“Our Father…” Jesus does
not teach his disciples a prayer that begins with “My
Father.” Right from the get-go we see that this is not a
private prayer. The very word “our” connotes community. This
poem I found on the Internet, although simple, gets at the
heart of what it means to begin this prayer with the little
word “our”:
You cannot pray the Lord’s
Prayer and even once say “I.”
You cannot pray the Lord’s Prayer and even once say “My.”
When you pray the Lord’s Prayer, you pray for one another.
And when you ask for daily bread, you must include your
brother.
For others are included in each and every plea.
From beginning to end, it does not once say “Me.”
The Lord’s Prayer is a communal
prayer. And even when uttered during moments of private
devotion, we find ourselves praying as a part of, and on
behalf of, a community of others. This communal grounding
stands as an antidote to our culture of individualism—a
culture that has led us too often to a mentality of “I got
mine…you get yours.” The Catechism of the Catholic
Church points to the radical stance that must be taken
by any person or groups who genuinely pray the Lord’s
Prayer. It reads:
If we pray the “Our Father”
sincerely, we leave individualism behind, because the love
we receive frees us from it. The ‘our’ at the beginning of
the Lord’s Prayer, like the ‘us’ of the last four petitions,
excludes no one. If we are to say it truthfully, our
divisions and oppositions have to be overcome.
The first
word of this prayer, “our,” opens up the entire communal
nature of the prayer.
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Give
us this day our daily bread.
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Forgive
us our trespasses.
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As
we forgive those who trespass against us.
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Lead
us not into temptation.
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Deliver
us from evil.
To begin this prayer with “Our”
Father is to say that, somehow, all of us are brothers and
sisters in the same family. Black, white and brown. Male and
female. Young and old. Rich and poor. From different
nationalities, speaking different languages. All of us are
caught up together in family, united in the love of our
heavenly parent, God the Father. To say “Our Father…”
is to say something pretty radical. It might be like
“unleashing a power that would make atomic power look like a
warm breeze.”
We move to the second of these
57 words that make up the Lord’s Prayer, and that word is
“Father.” The prayer is addressed to “Our Father.” But this
Father…our Father…is not just any old father figure. This is
our Heavenly Father. There are at least two meanings that
are being evoked by the prayer and its opening address to
God as Father. The first is political. The second,
relational.
We begin with the political. Oh
no, I’m about do it. I am about to talk about religion
and politics…at the same time. These are the two topics
we are not supposed to discuss in polite company. Talking
politics and religion is sure to silence any polite dinner
conversation, dampen any party and even threaten to split
many churches. Conventional wisdom says religion and
politics don’t mix. They are just too important, too
potentially divisive, and raise too many issues that strike
at our core values. Religion and politics—it just makes us
all a little uncomfortable.
But when it comes to mixing
religion and politics, I think Abraham Lincoln has some
sound advice for us. Our task should not be to invoke
religion and the name of God by claiming God’s blessing and
endorsement for our politics—saying, in effect, that
God is on our side. Rather, as Lincoln said, we
should pray and worry earnestly whether we are on
God’s side.
To the very first pray-ers of
the Lord’s Prayer, the phrase “Our Father, who art in
heaven…” had definite political overtones. In the culture of
the first century, the father was at the center of life. He
was the first, last, final and only authority within both
private and public spheres of life. The father’s authority
involved power defined by unquestioned control. In the first
century, “father” was an all-encompassing image with social,
legal, political and cultural implications. To be called
“father” was the absolute term of honor, the ultimate notion
of respect.
In the Roman Empire, the
backdrop that gives rise to the New Testament writings and
the Lord’s Prayer, the “father” was part of the pecking
order that extended all the way to the emperor. Caesar was
called the Father of the Roman Empire, much in the same way
that we Americans might refer to George Washington as the
father of our country. To those living in the biblical times
of the Lord’s Prayer, father Caesar gave them national
identity, story and myth, much in the same way the stories
of George Washington and his cherry tree do for us as
Americans.
The story of the Roman Empire
was that father Caesar was the provider of the Pax Romana,
the Peace of Rome. In fact, Caesar was called the Prince of
Peace. In the Roman imperial world, the
“gospel” was the good news of Caesar’s having established
peace and security for the world. However, a close
examination would show that the Peace of Rome was a peace
that was held together by military might, dubious foreign
treaties and a deep dichotomy between the haves and the
have-nots. (I hope we are beginning to see the radical thing
it was to claim there was a Father worthy of praise other
than Caesar, that there was a kingdom with a peace far
greater than that of the Empire, and that not the emperor
but Jesus—a poor, itinerant preacher—was the true Prince of
Peace…and his gospel, which came first to the poor, was
fully realized not in a military conquest but in a
sacrificial death on a Roman cross.)
When the first followers of
Jesus dared to utter a prayer that claimed an allegiance to
another Father—a heavenly father—it was paramount to
treason. (I think that is why the scriptures counseled the
first pray-ers of this prayer to pray in private, not out of
personal piety but out of personal safety.) When the first
pray-ers of the Lord’s Prayer prayed to their Heavenly
Father rather than Caesar, father of the Roman Empire, it
served as an alternative to the imperial vision.
Claiming to be living under the
reign of their Heavenly Father meant membership in a new
family and a new kingdom, a family that no longer revolved
around blood and a kingdom no longer enforced by military
and economic violence. The new political authority, invoked
by the opening line of the Lord’s Prayer, was surely good
news to all those left on the margins of the Roman
Empire—the poor, the foreigners, the women, the sick, the
disabled, the children and slaves. (It sounds a lot like the
people Jesus was always hanging out with, doesn’t it?)
If Jesus were alive in our time
and lived here in our American context, I wonder how he
would teach us this prayer today. Might he ask to pray to
“Our Heavenly President”? Or to lift our eyes to “Our
Celestial CEO”? Whatever the case may be, to pray in the
spirit of those who first dared to utter the words “Our
Father, who art in heaven…” is to claim that there is an
authority higher than those who control the political and
economic machines of our day.
To pray the Our Father in a
contemporary context challenges us to be political without
being partisan—no small task in our current political
climate. To pray the politics of the Our Father today
demands that we say God is neither a Republican nor a
Democrat. In the fractured and polarized political culture
of America today, the opening lines of this prayer that
Jesus taught us must challenge all those brave enough to
pray it, to challenge both the right and the left from a
consistent moral ground—a moral ground that takes in the
totality of the scriptural witness, beginning with the
overwhelming demand for justice on behalf of the poor. You
see, praying this prayer is messing with a power far greater
than even atomic power.
There is a second meaning
embedded in the father image used by Jesus in the Lord’s
Prayer. That meaning is definitely relational. When we refer
to God as a Father in our contemporary context, the image
“Our Father, who art heaven…” that probably comes to mind is
parental more than it is political. And while I am not sure
that is what the original pray-ers of the prayer most
understood from the opening lines of the prayer, this
fatherly, parental image is certainly not without merit,
both experiential and biblical.
God as Father. Before we go any
further, we must admit that the image of God as father, as
dad, is one that some struggle with. Too many among us have
had broken or strained relationships with our earthly
fathers. They say that about thirty percent of people my age
grew up without a father in their lives, and over half grew
up in families where the father was more absent than
present. So for some, there is a lot of pain when we use
image of father at the onset of this prayer.
However, we encounter a new
image of God the Father when we read the Bible, one that
surpasses all earthly understandings and limitations of
fatherhood. The image first appears in the book of Exodus,
the fourth chapter. It is the story of Moses, his encounter
with God and his call to “Go down, Moses, way down in
Egypt land. Tell old Pharaoh: ‘Let my people go!’” God
has a plan for his people, and slavery isn’t it. So he calls
Moses and says to him:
I want you to go before Pharaoh,
and I want you to deliver a message to him: “This is what
the Lord says: Israel is my firstborn son, and I told
you, let my son go, so he may worship me.”
What makes this significant is
that it is the first time in the whole of scripture that God
identifies himself as a father or parent of a child. Up to
this point, we know God in scripture as Creator—the one who
made all things in heaven and on earth. The move that God
makes here from Creator to Father is significant. Fellow
Methodist preacher Mark Feldmeir (no relation to our Mary
Feldmaier) describes this move God makes by drawing the
following analogy. He writes:
I happen to admire the work of
the great Russian artist Marc Chagall, but I never knew Marc
Chagall. If I could collect every piece of Chagall’s artwork
and fill the walls of my house and admire his work daily, I
would still not know him. And the truth is that I’d rather
have Mark Chagall in my house than have one of his paintings
on my wall.
God understood this. He wanted
his people to know him, not just know about him. He wanted
his people to speak to him rather than simply about him… For
the first time in scripture he calls us his children, calls
himself our Father.
When we pray “Our Father, who
art in heaven,” we are acknowledging our need to be in
relationship with God—to move beyond simply knowing about
God into a relationship where we might come to know God. Who
is this God who wants to know us? The same God who spoke to
Moses, the same God whose most treasured dream, both then
and now, is for his children to be free.
Here is a story that speaks of
the power of this relationship God wants so badly to have
with us. A seminary
professor was vacationing with his wife in Gatlinburg,
Tennessee. One morning they were eating breakfast at a
little restaurant, hoping to enjoy a quiet, family meal.
While they were waiting for their food, they noticed a
distinguished looking, white-haired man moving from table to
table, visiting with the guests.
The professor leaned over and whispered to his wife, “I hope
he doesn’t come over here.” But sure enough, the man did
come over to their table. “Where are you folks from?” he
asked in a friendly voice. “Oklahoma,” they answered. “Great
to have you here in Tennessee,” the stranger said. “What do
you do for a living?” “I teach at a seminary,” the professor
replied.
“Oh, so you teach preachers how to preach, do you? Well,
I’ve got a really great story for you.” And with that, the
gentleman pulled up a chair and sat down at the table with
the couple. The man started:
See that mountain over there (pointing out the restaurant
window)? Not far from the base of that mountain, there was a
boy born to an unwed mother. He had a hard time growing up
because every place he went, he was always asked the same
question, “Hey, boy, who’s your daddy?” Whether he was at
school, in the grocery store or drug store, people would ask
the same question: “Who’s your daddy?”
When he was about 12 years old, a new preacher came to his
church. The boy would always go in late and slip out early
to avoid hearing the question, “Who’s your daddy?” But one
day, the new preacher said the benediction so fast, the boy
got caught and had to walk out with the crowd.
Just about the time he got to the back door, the new
preacher, not knowing anything about him, put his hand on
his shoulder and asked him, “Son, who’s your daddy?” The
whole church got deathly quiet. He could feel every eye in
the church looking at him. Now everyone would finally know
the answer to the question, “Who’s your daddy?”
This new preacher, though, sensed the situation around him
and, using discernment that only the Holy Spirit could give,
said the following to that scared little boy: “Wait a
minute!” he said. “I know who you are. I see the family
resemblance now. You are a child of God. God is your daddy.”
He patted the boy on his shoulder and said, “Boy, you’ve got
a great inheritance. Go and claim it.” With that, the boy
smiled for the first time in a long time and walked out the
door a changed person. He was never the same again. Whenever
anybody asked him, “Who’s your daddy?”, he’d just tell them,
“I’m a child of God. God’s my daddy.”
The distinguished gentleman got up from the table and said,
“Isn’t that a great story?” The professor responded that it
really was a great story! As the man turned to leave, he
said, “You know, if that new preacher hadn’t told me that I
was one of God’s children, I probably never would have
amounted to anything!” And he walked away.
The seminary professor and his wife were stunned. They
called the waitress over and asked her, “Do you know who
that man was who was just sitting at our table?” The
waitress grinned and said, “Of course. Everybody here knows
him. That’s Ben Hooper. He’s the former governor of
Tennessee!”
So who’s our daddy? “Our
Father, who art in heaven…,” that’s who!
Notes: The idea to do a sermon
series on the Lord’s Prayer was inspired by Michael H.
Crosby’s book, The Prayer that Jesus Taught Us.
Throughout this series, I will be leaning heavily on his
scholarship to help flesh out the deeper meanings of this
prayer.
On the issue of religion and
politics, I have found nobody better than Jim Wallis. He
brings the very best evangelical Christianity into the
political issues facing us today. Wallis is the editor of
Sojourners magazine as well as some incredible books,
The Soul of Politics, Who Speaks for God, Faith Works
and God’s Politics, all of which I have read and
would recommend.
There is a growing academic
interest in the relationship between the early Christian
church and its relationship to the Roman Empire. Among the
many scholars researching this topic, I have found Richard
Horsely’s work to be the most comprehensive and challenging.
Some of his works that I would recommend are Paul and
Empire, Jesus and Empire, Paul and Politics, and The
Message and the Kingdom.
Mark Feldmeir’s sermon, “Our
Father…”, from his book of sermons, Testimony to the
Exiles, was very helpful in fleshing out the parental
image of God as father. I am always grateful for Mark’s
insight, especially as it relates to communicating Gospel
truth in a postmodern context.
The
Craddock piece once again comes from his book, Craddock
Stories.
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