The Thirteenth Sunday after Pentecost - Matthew 16:13-20 - The Rev. Colette Hammesfahr
There is a
community in Paraguay called Cateura. It sits beside a massive landfill, and
for many of the families who live there, the landfill has been part of everyday
life. People make a living sorting through what other people have thrown away,
looking for things that can be recycled, sold, or somehow used again.
Several
years ago, a man named Favio Chávez began teaching music to some of the
children who lived there. There was just one problem. There were more children
who wanted to learn music than there were instruments. And buying instruments
wasn't really an option. A violin could be worth more than a family's home. So
they began looking around at what they had. And what they had was trash. Oil
drums. Pieces of wood. Forks. Pipes. Old cans. Scraps of metal. Things other
people had decided were worthless.
But a local
craftsman named Nicolás Gómez began taking those discarded things and turning
them into instruments. An oil can became the body of a cello. Scraps of wood
and metal became violins. Pipes became flutes. And slowly, something remarkable
happened. An orchestra was born. It became known as the Recycled Orchestra of
Cateura, and these children who were playing instruments made from trash
eventually performed around the world.
I love that
story because everyone was looking at the same things but saw things
differently. One person looked at an old oil can and saw garbage. Someone else
looked at it and imagined a cello. One person saw a pile of discarded metal.
Someone else heard music. And I wonder if that isn't part of what Paul means
when he says in Romans, “Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed
by the renewing of your minds.”
We hear that
verse and sometimes assume Paul is simply telling us not to behave like the
rest of the world. Don't do bad things. Don't follow the crowd. Be a good
Christian.
But I think
Paul is asking for something much deeper than that. He is talking about
learning to see differently. Because one of the things the world is very
good at doing is deciding what things—and people—are worth. We rank people.
Successful or unsuccessful. Important or unimportant. Educated or uneducated.
Rich or poor. Insider or outsider. Useful or not useful. People who have
something to offer and people who don't.
And Paul
says: Don't let the world teach you to see people that way. Be transformed. Let
Christ change the way you see. And notice what Paul says immediately afterward:
“Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought to think.”
Then he
begins talking about the body of Christ. “We have many members in one body, and
not all the members have the same function.” Some have the gift of prophecy.
Some ministry. Some teaching. Some encouragement. Some generosity. Some
leadership. Some compassion. Different people. Different gifts. One body. And
none is more important than another.
That's what
humility looks like in this passage. Humility isn't pretending that you aren't
good at anything. Humility isn't making yourself smaller. Humility is
recognizing that whatever gifts God has given me are gifts—and that God has
given gifts to you, too. I need what you have. And you need what I have. And
together we become something that none of us could be by ourselves. That's the
church.
An orchestra
doesn't work because every instrument sounds the same. Imagine a conductor
walking into an orchestra and saying, “I've decided the violin is the best
instrument. From now on, everybody needs to sound like a violin.” That wouldn't
be much of an orchestra. The beauty of an orchestra comes from the differences.
The cello needs to sound like a cello. The trumpet needs to sound like a
trumpet. The percussion needs to do what percussion does. And somehow, when all
of those different sounds come together, they make music.
The same is
true of the church. We don't need everybody to think alike. We don't need
everybody to have the same background. We don't need everybody to have the same
experiences. We don't need everybody to have the same ideas. And we certainly
don't need everybody to have the same gifts. We need each other.
But that's
not always easy. Because churches can create their own ways of deciding whose
voices matter. Sometimes it's the people who have been here the longest.
Sometimes it's the people who give the most. Sometimes it's the people who know
exactly how everything is supposed to be done. Sometimes it's the loudest voice
in the room. And sometimes, without even realizing it, we can become so certain
that our way is the right way that we stop listening to what God might be
saying through somebody else.
Someone
brings a different experience. A different perspective. A different idea. And
our first response can be: “But that's not how we do it.” Maybe a transformed
mind asks a different question: “What gift might God be bringing us through
this person?” That's a much harder question. Because it means I have to believe
that God may speak through someone who doesn't think like I do. God may work
through someone who doesn't do things the way I would do them. God may even
give a gift to someone I don't particularly like.
And maybe
that's where this gets really uncomfortable. Think about someone you admire. It
probably wouldn't take you long to name their gifts. Kindness. Generosity.
Wisdom. Faithfulness. Compassion. Now think about someone who gets on your
nerves. Someone you disagree with. Someone you find difficult. Could you name
their gifts just as easily? Because Paul says they are part of the body, too.
And if they are part of the body of Christ, then God has given them something
that the body needs.
Our Gospel
gives us another side of this. Jesus asks the disciples, “Who do you say that I
am?” And Peter gives the right answer. “You are the Messiah, the Son of the
living God.” Peter gets an A on the theology exam. He knows who Jesus is.
But here's
what I find fascinating. Immediately after today's Gospel, Jesus begins telling
the disciples what being the Messiah actually means. He will go to Jerusalem.
He will suffer. He will be rejected. He will be killed. And Peter says,
essentially, “Absolutely not.” Peter knows who Jesus is. But he still doesn't
understand what that means. He has the right confession when he says, You are
the messiah, before he has a transformed imagination.
And I wonder
if Christians can do exactly the same thing. We can know the right answers. We
can know the Bible. We can know the Creed. We can know the prayers. We can know
when to stand, sit, or kneel. We can say, “Jesus is Lord.” And still resist
Jesus when he asks us to change. Because it's not just about knowing Christ.
It's about being transformed by Christ. And transformation means allowing Jesus
to change the way we see ourselves, the way we see other people, and maybe even
the way we see the church.
Because
here's another thing about an orchestra: You have to keep listening. If every
musician simply decides, “I'm right, and I'm going to play this my way,” you
don't get music. You get noise. Making music requires listening to the people
around you. Sometimes you play. Sometimes you rest. Sometimes another
instrument carries the melody. And sometimes your job is simply to support what
someone else is doing.
Maybe there
are times when being the body of Christ looks a lot like that. Listening. Making
room. Recognizing gifts. Allowing somebody else to carry the melody for a
while.
And I think
this goes beyond the walls of this church. Because perhaps one of our greatest
dangers is assuming that all the gifts God wants to use are already here. What
if God has gifts waiting for us in people we haven't met yet? What if there are
voices in this community we haven't listened to? What if there are people
outside these walls who have something to teach us? What if someone walks
through our doors with a completely different background, a different story, a
different way of looking at things—and God says, “I brought them here because
the body needs what they have”? Will we recognize the gift? Or will we only see
what is different?
The people
in Cateura were surrounded by things the world had thrown away. But someone
looked at those things differently. Someone looked at an oil can and imagined a
cello. Someone looked at scrap metal and heard music. And maybe that's what a
transformed mind does. It learns to look again. At the church. At the world. At
our neighbors. And especially at one another.
So perhaps
this week we should ask ourselves: What gifts has God given me? What gifts has
God given the people I love? And then the harder question: What gifts has God
placed in the person I have the hardest time appreciating? Because they may be
carrying something this body needs.
God is still
building the orchestra. God is still bringing people through our doors. God is
still calling us outside our doors. God is still creating music through people
we might never have chosen ourselves. And our calling is not to make everyone
sound like us. Our calling is to be transformed enough to hear the music God is
already making through them. Amen.
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