Proclaiming God’s merciful love
Go up on to a high mountain, Zion, herald of glad tidings;
cry out at the top of your voice, Jerusalem, herald of good news! Fear not to
cry out and say to the cities of Judah: Here is your God! Here comes with power
the Lord GOD, who rules by his strong arm;
here is his reward with him, his recompense before him. Like
a shepherd he feeds his flock; in his arms he gathers the lambs, carrying them
in his bosom, and leading the ewes with care.
One
day an elderly priest said to his new, young associate priest: “You had a good
idea to replace the first four pews with plush buc
ket theater seats. It worked like a charm. The front of the church always fills up
first.” The young priest nodded, the old
priest continued: “And you told me adding a little more beat to the music would
bring young people back to church, and now our services are consistently packed
to the balcony.” The young priest
smiled, the old priest continued: “But I’m afraid you’ve gone too far with the
drive-thru confessional.” “But Father,”
the young priest protested, “my confessions and the donations have doubled
since I began that!” “Yes,” replied the
old priest, “I appreciate that. But the
flashing neon sign that blinks, ‘Toot n Tell or Go to Hell’ cannot stay on top
of the church roof.” You have to use the
right bait when you go fishing.
In the
first reading today, Isaiah also believes confession and reconciliation are
things to proclaim loud and proud; indeed, he recommends shouting it from the
mountain tops, not just with a neon sign on a church roof. Isaiah writes: “Go up on a high mountain,
Zion, herald of glad tidings; cry out at the top of your voice, Jerusalem,
herald of good news!” And what should
they shout? Isaiah continues: “Like a
shepherd God leads his flock; in his arms he gathers the lambs, carrying them
in his bosom, and leading the ewes with care.”
In other words, there’s nothing more glorious than God’s merciful love,
and we should want to “Toot n Tell” that from roof tops and mountain peaks.
Let me ask
you something. Is there anything you get
so excited about that you can’t keep it inside?
Were you sitting quietly and calmly as the Razorbacks beat LSU and
snapped a 17-game losing streak? I doubt
it. People get so excited at football
games they hug and kiss perfect strangers and buy beers for everyone at the
bar! When your baby is born, you don’t
sit quietly contemplating that moment like a Buddhist monk. You run around the delivery room like a
lunatic crying and babbling for joy. Do
I even need to ask what would happen if you won the lottery?
Well, I
don’t know about you, but every time I walk out of confession, I feel like a
new man, like the king of the world! I
feel a profound peace that comes from knowing God has forgiven me and given me
yet another chance. I want to shout from
the mountain top – not my sins! – but how good God is, his enduring love,
called “hesed” in Hebrew. Feeling God’s
hesed should make us want to sing and shout more than football, more than
birthdays, more than anything. As you go
to confession today, I hope you, too, will feel that profound peace that comes
from God’s hesed. And who knows, as you
drive out of the parking lot tonight, you too may want to “Toot N Tell” how
good God is.
Praised be
Jesus Christ!
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