The text for
today is about Jacob and Esau. I am making the story a little more
contemporary. So not all of the background I am giving is exactly what
you would call the Word of God.
Esau and Jacob were bad dudes, a
mother’s nightmare. They duked it out in the womb. It’s in the Bible.1 I think they caught that on ultrasound, or
something.
“Me first!” Kick.
“No way!” Pow!
“Me first!”
Out they came. Esau first. Jacob was
trying an old wrestling trick, a heel hold, trying to pull him back
into the womb. The heel hold did not work as well as Jacob wanted. Esau
was born first. That is sort of scriptural too.2
Esau was a man’s man. We are talking
100% testosterone. He looked like a red, wooly mountain main from birth.3 He was the kind of guy who was so hairy he
had to shave twice a day in Kindergarten. By Grade 2, he gave up and
let his beard grow. And you should have seen him when puberty kicked in.
In school, Esau took physical
education, agriculture, industrial arts, mechanics, building
construction, and outdoor education. He was a jock - into sports.4 Track and field, football, hockey, boxing,
and wrestling. What a sight watching him wrestle. He almost looked like
a red grizzly bear wrestling. And he was a hunter too. He loved hunting
deer, elk, antelope, and bear. Esau’s hunting won him the affection of
his father, Isaac. You see Isaac loved wild meat.5
Jacob was not like Esau. He was a
skinny little mamma’s boy, hiding behind mamma’s apron.6 Jacob took computer education, home
economics, drama, art, violin, literature, and religious studies in
school. Why, he even enjoyed ballet.
Instead of
leaving school at the end of high school, Jacob went to university and
got a degree. His area was computers. Picture a skinny 90 pound
weakling, with glasses, and no social skills hacking away at a
computer, and you have an idea of what Jacob was like.
Jacob lived in a
penthouse condo. He loved the condo life. No lawns to mow, now snow to
clean off the sidewalks, no gardens to weed, no animals to kill. He had
time to read, study, write poetry, compose music, and surf the internet.
Not all jocks are thick, but Esau
was. One day he came back from working on the farm. There was Jacob,
cooking some mean food in his condo. Esau wanted food, now, and bad!7 He feels he is starving to death. James
Moffatt translates this part of the story, “I am dying of hunger!”8
Jacob the
schemer has an idea. He tells Esau, “Trade ya for your birthright.”
Poor, thick Esau replies, “Man that sounds good to me. A birthright is
of no value when you are starving to death.” Family feud score - Nerd
1, Jock 0.
Isaac, the father, was old and blind.9 He knew he would not live long, so he
decided to bless Esau. He asked Esau to bring him some wild meat and to
receive his blessing. Well mamma heard. She decided to get involved.
She talked Jacob into wearing Esau’s clothes. She made a costume out of
animal hides, so Jacob would feel hairy enough to be Esau. All of those
years of high school drama came in handy for Jacob. He set off to win
an Academy Award. He pulled it off too. The old man gave Jacob a good
blessing. He said Jacob would prosper, nations would bow to him, and he
would master over his brothers.10
Later, Esau showed up for his
blessing. Isaac realized he had been had! Isaac blessed Esau, but the
blessing was not what Esau wanted. Isaac said Esau would have to live
by the sword, and that Esau would serve his brother.11
Well Esau was mad as a hornet. He
said, “After the funeral, I’m going to kill that little varmint!”12
Mamma heard the threats.13 She phoned Jacob on his cell. “Jay. This
is Mommie. Esau wants to kill ya. Leave your condo. Move out of the
city. Go live with your uncle, Laban. Stay there until Esau cools off.
I will let you know when you can move back into the condo.”
Jacob did as he
was told. No way he wanted to face the wrath of his brother. That could
be courting the undertaker. And Jacob was not stupid. Off he scampered,
with his tail between his legs.
Jacob was not
sure if his brother was hot on his heels or not, but he was worn out,
so he stopped for the night. The poor guy left home in such a hurry he
did not bring his American Express card, so he had to sleep outside.
Jacob pulled up a rock and made it
into a pillow.14 Not five star accommodations. No security
system. Jacob was not sure he would live to see the morning.
In the night, he starting dreaming.
He saw a ladder reaching into the heavens. Angels were going up and
down the ladder.15 The Lord was standing above the ladder.
God said, “I am the God of Abraham and Isaac. This is going to be your
land. Your children will be a nation so large, trying to take census
will be like trying to count dust. Your family will bless all nations.
I will look out for you until all of this comes about.”16
This is where we will pick up the
ancient story from the Word. Genesis 28:16-19 (NRSV) Then Jacob work
from his sleep and said, “Surley, the Lord is in this place and I did
not know it!” 17And he was
afraid, and said, “How awesome is this place! This is none other than
the house of God, and this is the gate to heaven.” 18So Jacob rose
early in the morning, and he took the stone that he had put under his
head and set it up for a pillar and poured oil on the top of it. 19He called that
place Bethel . . .
What Jacob saw
in his dream might not have been a ladder, in the sense that we think
of today. He might have seen a ziggurat.17 Ziggurats
were mud-brick tower temples found in Mesopotamia.18 The temples had a square
base. They had
stepped sides that went up to a small sanctuary, a shrine at the top.19 The tower of Babel was a
ziggurat.20
Ziggurats were
thought to bridge the distance between humans and gods. A ziggurat at
Larsa was named “The House of the Link between Heaven and Earth.”
Jacob’s ladder bridged the gap between humanity and God. But there is a
big difference. The ziggurat was humanity’s attempt, by the sweat of
the brow, by works, to reach God. Jacob’s ladder was God’s attempt to
reach humanity. Angels, which in Hebrew means ‘one who carries a
message,’21 brought
the assurance of salvation from death. The angels point to a Savior who
bridges the gap, uniting humans and God.22
The ziggurats
used by our homophobic brothers and sisters in Christ require gay,
bisexual, and trans-identified people to leave their sexual orientation
or their gender identification at the shrine on the very top, as a
sacrifice to appease an angry God. The good news is that God’s
messengers came down the many steps of that ziggurat, of that ladder to
bring news of God’s love to queer and questioning people.
Jacob got up
early. He took the stone he used for a pillow, set it upright, and
poured oil on it. Setting this stone upright probably required enormous
strength. Stones in some Canaanite holy places were about seven feet
high.23 Pouring
oil was a common way of dedicating objects to God. The act consecrated
or donated the rock to God.24
The good old
King James Bible says Jacob called the place “dreadful.” Every church
should be a dreadful place,25 not a terrible
place. The word
dreadful has changed meaning over the years. What it really means is
the place was awesome. Every church should be an awesome place where
people can meet God.26 Those
evangelical and fundamentalist churches that damn gay, lesbian,
bisexual, and trans-identified people to hell are terrible places, not
dreadful places. They are not places
where queer and questioning people can meet God. Thus, they fail at the
basic purpose of churches.
God was prepared
to give Jacob the birthright of the first born. Instead, Jacob tried to
get that birthright by his own schemes and labors. When he tried to buy
the birthright with his schemes, he got himself in trouble. Those gay,
bisexual, and trans-identified people who try to buy the spiritual
birthright God has given them by changing into straight people get
themselves in trouble too. What they end up purchasing is a lot of hurt.
You may have
seen the movie Forest Gump. Jenny is Forst
Gump’s childhood friend. She never wanted to go home, because her
father drank too much, and was always touching and kissing the girls.
There is a scene of her father looking for her. She ran with Forest
Gump into a field and hid from her father. In the field, Jenny prayed
that God would turn her into a bird so she could fly away. Her bad
childhood influenced her entire life. One of her relationships, as an
adult, was abusive.
One scene shows
Jenny as a mature adult. She is out for a walk with Forest Gump. They
walk past the home where she grew up. The house is abandoned. Jenny
picks up rocks and throws rocks at the house, until she falls down
exhausted. Forest Gump watches, and comments, “Sometimes I guess there
aren’t enough rocks.”
The abandoned
house would not have fallen down no matter how many rocks Jenny threw
at it.27 That’s
the problem with throwing rocks at the things that are symbols of our
painful past. No matter how many rocks you throw, there are never
enough rocks. We cannot erase the pain of the past by throwing rocks.28
As queer people,
we can stand and throw rocks all day at homophobic police departments,
at the unjust courts, and at homophobic political and church leaders.
We can do that until we are so exhausted we fall to the ground. But
we’ve gained nothing in the process. All we’ve done is wound people who
might have been walking past when we were throwing the rocks.
Jacob tried
something different. He took the rock, dedicated it to God, and made it
into a place of worship. We can dedicate the difficult and painful
experiences to God, and make those experiences into places of worship.
There are many
examples of people in the queer community who built an altar out of
difficult events, out of hard situations. In fact, queer people are
experts at building altars out of stones. I will choose just two of
those stories - one from a pioneering generation of queer rights
activists,
and one from a new generation of queer rights activists. While working
as
a pastor, Troy Perry was excommunicated
because he was gay.29 The gay
man who was not welcome as a minister started a church in his home. The
single church grew into the denomination we know as the Metropolitan
Community Church. Waymon Hudson and his partner were in an airport. As
they were leaving, they heard a person on the public address system
announce, “A man that lies with a man as with a woman should be put to
death.” They voiced their concerns to the airport, local political
figures, and the media.30 There was a nasty backlash
from homophobic people when it became big news that the person
responsible was fired. The experience lead to Waymon Hudson to become a
co-founder of Fight OUT Loud, a group that helps GLBT people and their
allies fight hatred and discrimination.31
I want nothing but
the very best for you in the new year. I hope you will never
experience anything unpleasant in the next twelve months. Unfortunately,
I know there will be some pain in the next year. And some of that pain
will come from events of the past.
I do not know your pain. My prayer is that any pain you feel in the new year
can be turned into a sanctuary, a safe place for others who hurt.
Serving people, helping others, is an act of worship. When your pain inspires
you to help others, you make your stone, your hardship an act of
worship to God. Every act of kindness done for others is a memorial
pillar, a stone altar, a sanctuary, a safe place. It is the oil of grace that
makes each of those deeds holy and acceptable.
32 So our challenge for the new
year is stop throwing rocks. Instead, use the rocks to make a sanctuary, a safe
place, for others.
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