Tasting the Gruel of Love   

Dr. Larry Thorson
November 2, 2008

 

Matthew 22: 34-40

34 Hearing that Jesus had silenced the Sadducees, the Pharisees got together. 35 One of them, an expert in the law, tested him with this question: 36 "Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?"

    37 Jesus replied: " 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.' 38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.' 40 All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments."

Today’s New International Version Copyright © 2001, 2005 by International Bible Society

 

 

        In his book, Being the Body, Chuck Colson, Richard Nixon’s former hatchet man turned prison evangelist tells about the time he and a close friend, businessman and philanthropist Jack Eckerd visited a women’s prison in Russia. All the inmates were dressed in threadbare babushkas and ragged long dresses. The cell‑blocks were freezing and full of mud. Colson and Eckerd were able to talk with many of the women, including several who spoke English.

        When they arrived at the mess hall, however, with its long rows of wooden tables and its dirty floor, they noticed that none of the inmates looked up. They had been trained to keep their eyes down. It was a very controlled and intimidating atmosphere.

But Jack Eckerd did something the Russian handlers hadn’t planned on. Colson described Eckerd, who is now with Christ, as a tall, lanky, irrepressible lion of a man who loved Christ and was not intimidated by anybody. Eckerd walked over to where the cooks were ladling out the food. It was a grayish‑green stew dumped over a scoop of rice. It smelled dreadful according to Colson.

        Jack Eckerd, whose family owned the Eckerd Drug chain and could afford any pleasure he desired, leaned down, smiled broadly, and asked the server, “So! How’s the food in here?”

“Oh, no,” Colson thought, “She’s going to offer us some. And we’re going to have to eat it.”  Colson’s doctor had told him to avoid foods of unknown origins on that trip. And this prison gruel was definitely unknown. The chunks sticking out of it looked like no animal Colson was acquainted with.

        Colson writes, “The next thing I knew, my fears came true. The woman heaped a huge serving onto a plate for Jack . . . and then smiled and ladled an even bigger portion for me. I did the only thing any of us would have done in those circumstances,” says Colson. “I thanked her. Then Jack and I walked over to one of the wooden tables and joined the inmates there. (The government officials all stood back, stunned. None of them touched the food.)” Eckerd and Colson bowed their heads and prayed. Colson said it was the most fervent grace he had ever uttered in his life. He asked God to sanctify that food and save him from every microbe lurking within it.

        “The moment we started to eat,” Colson goes on to report, “the atmosphere in that dreary prison dining hall was transformed. Inmates got up from other tables and joined us. People laughed and spoke with us. Some of the women showed us the crosses that they wore around their necks. Even the ones who did not speak English knew that because we were eating their food, breaking bread with them, we were one with them.”[1]

Chuck Colson and Jack Eckerd gave the women in that prison a very special gift that day. They identified with them. They entered their experience and connected with them. 

That’s tasting the gruel of love.  Gruel is best remembered as the food of child labor slaves in Charles Dickens’ Oliver Twist.  It was like a porridge for the very very poor.  Eating that when you didn’t have to was truly identifying with those who had to eat it.    

        That’s what a follower of Jesus does who’s been filled with God’s Holy Spirit because Jesus is God and that’s what God does.  If you’re filled with God’s Spirit you’re going to identify with the less fortunate and enter into their experience.  That’s what God does and if he didn’t we ourselves would be left out in the cold. 

But not every religious person believes that.  In Matthew 22 a religious expert in the law, tested Jesus with this question: “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?”  Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.”

        On this weekend before one of the biggest elections in recent history Jesus’ answer gets at what matters most in life. Love God with all your heart, soul and mind, and love your neighbor as much as you love yourself. Nothing could be simpler than that.  The problem we have is what Jesus meant by love. 

        Love as displayed by Jesus cared enough to leave the comforts of heaven and come into our world. Just as Chuck Colson and Jack Eckerd in our earlier story cared enough to go into the dirt and despair of a Russian prison and even eat the prison gruel, Christ cared enough to come into the dirt and despair of our lives. That’s what love does.

        Rev. Susan Gilbert Zencka tells about a good friend of hers who died from Hodgkin’s disease. Kim left two young children. At Kim’s wake, the six-year-old, Brian, was inconsolable. He sobbed and sobbed, his whole body shaking with the force of his grief. Everyone there wished there was something they could do, but how do you cheer up a little boy who knows he has lost his mom? Everyone ached for him. His dad tried to calm him down, but when he held him, Brian’s grief just rocked them both. His aunt came over and tried to talk with him, but Brian was unreachable. His loss was overwhelming. He was sobbing with hurt.

        Quietly, two of his friends, two little six-year-olds who had been in school with him since they had all been three, walked over and stood on either side of Brian. No one told them to go to him, and no one told them what to do. They just stood there with him, and one of them put his hand on Brian’s shoulder. Brian looked up and saw them, and kept crying. But they stayed there with him. They didn’t talk to him, they didn’t try to cheer him up, says Rev. Zencka, they just stood by him, willing to stand in his pain and be there for him. Slowly, his weeping tapered off, and before long the boys were scampering around the funeral home, chasing each other and giggling. Ever so often, Brian would come back to the front of the room and sit by his mom’s casket, and cry, and the other boys would stand with him quietly and wait with him.[2]

        That’s what love does. If you’re asking how you can show your love for God and your neighbor, find someone who is in pain and go to them. Stand with them. Minister to them. God is probably not asking you to go to Africa or Asia to show your love. But God may be asking you to go next door. Or down the street. Or to a different part of the city.

Many people today only want to help people who they deem worthy of such help. “They made choices just like I did,” these well-meaning people complain. “I’m not obligated to care for people who refuse to care for themselves.” And, as the world sees it, that’s true. Fortunately Christ didn’t see it that way.  Paul wrote in Romans 5:6-8, “You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” Christ gave himself for the undeserving. 

Len Niehoff, tells about a man who reached out to someone most of us would agree did not deserve his help. The man who reached out was named Louis Saunders. “He was not a rock star or a political leader or some other sort of celebrity,” says Niehoff. “He was just a Disciples of Christ minister who lived quietly and served as a pastor in Texas. But when he died in 1998 a long memorial to him appeared in The New York Times because of a single act of love he performed . . .

        “Saunders was serving at a church in Fort Worth when he learned that Lee Harvey Oswald the man who had assassinated President Kennedy and who had, in turn, been killed by Jack Ruby was going to be buried in his town. Saunders knew that Oswald’s mother was a Lutheran, so he worked the phones and arranged for two Lutheran ministers he knew to conduct the service. Everything was put in place and, when the day arrived, Saunders stopped by the cemetery to observe.

“When he got there, Saunders discovered that the ministers had backed out; they objected to the open-air ceremony, fearing they would be exposed to potential snipers. The small, forlorn, and impoverished Oswald family asked Saunders to fill in, so he did. He’d left his Bible in his car, but he knew some of it by heart; so from memory he recited the twenty-third Psalm and a passage from the Gospel of John. And he said this: ‘Mrs. Oswald tells me that her son, Lee Harvey, was a good boy and that she loved him. And today, Lord, we commit his spirit to your divine care.’”

Niehoff adds this commentary to this news story, “I think it is fair to say that on that date in this country there was no more hated person than Lee Harvey Oswald. No one had anything to say about him that allowed any room for grace or redemption. No one, that is, except his mother, Rev. Saunders and God.[3]  

While God as Christ was tempted just as we are tempted to live a mediocre life focused on his own pleasures and well-being he knew that he had a mission and a purpose to love God and his neighbor with all his heart, soul and mind.  That’s what God does.  That’s what a Christ following, Spirit filled church does.  That’s what I hope we will be.   

Jesus cared enough to come into our world, to care even for the undeserving. He was focused on that which really mattered, that which was eternal. Rocks aren’t eternal. Even diamonds aren’t eternal. Only people are eternal. That is why, when Christ was asked which commandment is most important, he replied, “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’”

Taste the gruel of love.  Identify with someone who can’t help themselves.  Give a ride to someone who can’t drive.  Take someone to lunch who can’t afford to pay.  Tutor a child whose parents can’t read.  Sit with someone who’s alone.  That’s what God did to reach us on the cross.  It’s our turn to return the favor. 

 

Sermon taken from Dynamic Preaching Sermons Fourth Quarter 2008, King Duncan, ChristianGlobe Networks, Inc., 2008

 



[1] (Nashville, TN: W Publishing Group, 2003), pp. 342-343.

 

[2] 4. http://www.framepres.org/sermon/sermons/files/Lament.pdf.

 

[3] http://chelseaumc.org/html/sermon012107.pdf.