Meditations on the Good News of
Jesus
according to St. John 1:1-18
--by Pastor Roger according to St. John 1:1-18
Several years ago, local performer Storm Large—yes,
that’s always been her real name—did a one woman show called “Crazy
Enough.” It’s an autobiographical work
of storytelling and song with only Storm and three musicians onstage for the
occasional musical numbers that are all over the map.
I’ve never seen anything quite like it and probably will
not again in life. It’s the story of a
family--Storm, her brother and her father--completely submerged in the mental
illness of her mother who was in and out of more psychiatric offices and psych
wards than anyone can name. It’s the
story of knowing that she, Storm, has the genetic defect of her mother and
blood relatives, some of whom have developed the rare form of mental
illnesses.
It’s
the story of a girl too big (Large is a fitting last name), too loud, and not
pretty enough to be popular. It’s the
story of running away from herself, of looking for love in disastrous places
including promiscuity, heroin addiction, verbal and physical abuse.
It’s
also the story of redemption as only Storm could tell it from her gut level
experience. In one scene onstage she
writhes on the floor re-enacting the wrenching physical trauma of self-imposed
heroin withdrawal and her last-ditch cries to God. The audience is becoming physically ill with
her.
The
theater is nearly dark and silent but for a few exhausted sobs from Storm who
is in a fetal ball on the floor. Then
Storm begins to enact how the room she was in slowly began to fill with warmth
and light and love. Warmth and light and
love. As though life, and the ability to
live, the desire to live, the hope to live, were slowly being transfused back
into her soul. No drug induced temporary
high. No hug from a mama bear
caregiver. No Hollywood exorcism by a
priest wearing black. No yoga
meditation. No soundtrack. Instead, a physical and emotional
resurrection that came from completely outside herself. Warmth.
Light. Love. It came.
It stayed. Gut level God.
I now
get something at a gut level that I never did before. It’s this:
if there is a hell it is separation from God. Hell is not a furnace but a deepfreeze. It is a place of utter cold. Our best physics tell us that all molecular
motion ceases at a temperature of -273 degrees on the Kelvin
scale: absolute zero. At absolute zero, it is impossible to extract
any more heat from anything. Hell is
absolute zero of the soul, the mind and the body. Separation from God is a total absence of
warmth and light and love. You don’t
ever want to go there. God wants no one
to ever go there, be there, or stay there.
Period.
It
probably happened in a season of a lot more daylight than we experience now
just after the winter solstice. Yet it’s
appropriate for us to celebrate this wondrous event in a time of darkness and
cold. Now the messages of warmth and
light and love make the most sense to us.
We have a gut level need to understand these things that stay with us.
Martin
Luther wrote the poem of our Christmas song today as a way to remember the
Christmas story in verse form. It’s
something we can learn as children and carry with us all our lives. That’s a good thing. Although we are born as children we don’t
stay children. The darknesses that may
assault us in life are far more powerful and life- threatening than the mere
shortness of daylight. We need backup.
God’s
story is far more important than a baby’s birth with stars in the sky. It’s about a gut level God who finds us in
the darkest room, a God who drives away the utter separation of absolute zero
with warmth and light and love.
Storm
Large may never give her testimony in church.
As she said once, her mouth cop got run over a long time ago. But she told her story in the most important
place: out of and into the real world of
darkness where people live and that God comes to with warmth and light and
love. Your story is just as important as
hers or mine. It’s a gut level story
because Jesus is a gut level God for all the world. Warmth.
Light. Love. Fantastic news! Thank you, Jesus! Thanks be to God!