David J. Goa
Our Common Calling:The Icon of the Human Vocation
Isaiah
35:1-10; Psalm 146:5-10; James 5:7-10; Luke 1:46b-55
The
wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad for them; the desert
shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose. It shall blossom abundantly,
and rejoice even with joy and singing: the glory of Lebanon shall be
given unto it, the excellency of Carmel and Sharon, they shall see
the glory of the Lord, and the excellency of our God. Strengthen ye
the weak hands, and confirm the feeble knees. Say to them that are of
fearful heart, Be strong, fear not; behold, your god will come with
vengeance, even God with a recompense; he will come and save you.
Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf
shall be unstopped. Then shall the lame man leap as an hart, and the
tongue of the dumb sing: for in the wilderness shall waters break
out, and streams in the desert. And the parched ground shall become a
pool, and the thirsty land springs of water: in the habitation of
dragons, where each lay, shall be grass with reeds and rushes. And an
highway shall be there, and a way, and it shall be called The way of
holiness; the unclean shall not pass over it; but it shall be for
those: the wayfaring men, though fools, shall not err therein. No
lion shall be there, nor any ravenous beast shall go up thereon, it
shall not be found there; but the redeemed shall walk there: and the
ransomed of the Lord shall return, and come to Zion with songs and
everlasting joy upon their heads: they shall obtain joy and gladness,
and sorrow and sighing shall flee away.
[Praise
ye the Lord. Praise the Lord, O my soul. While I live will I praise
the Lord: I will sing praises unto my God while I have any being. Put
not your trust in Princes nor the sons of men, in whom there is no
help.] Blessed is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the
Lord his God: Which made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that
there is: which keepeth truth for ever: Which executeth judgemet for
the oppressed: which giveth food to the hungry. The Lord looseth the
prisoners: The Lord openeth the eyes of the blind: the Lord raiseth
them that are bowed down: the Lord loveth the righteous: The Lord
preserveth the strangers: he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but
the way of the wicked he turneth upside down. The Lord shall reign
forever, even they God, O Zion, unto all generations. Praise ye the
Lord.
Be
patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. Behold the
husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long
patience for it, unto he receive the early and latter rain. Be ye
also patient; stablish your hearts: for the coming of the Lord
draweth nigh. Grudge not one against another, brethren, lest ye be
condemned: behold, the judge standeth before the door. Take, my
brethren, the prophets, who have spoken in the name of the Lord, for
an example of suffering affliction, and of patience.
And
Mary said, My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced
in God my Saviour. For he hath regarded the low estate of his
handmaiden: for, behold, from henceforth all generations shall call
me blessed. For he that is mighty had done to me great things; and
holy is his name. And his mercy is on them that fear him from
generation to generation. He hath shewed strength with his arm; he
hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts. He hath
put down the mighty from their seats, and exalted them of low degree.
He hath filled the hungry with good things; and the rich he hath send
empty away. He hath helped his servant Israel, in remembrance of his
mercy; As he spake to our fathers, to Abraham, and to his see for
ever.
May
the words of my lips and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in
thy sight oh Lord of all that is.
Today
the Church, from the northern Russian city of Vladimir that gave its
name to this icon, from Vladimir to Camrose, we remember the
Birth-giver of God, the Theotokos. This new images that graces your
church is an Icon of the Incarnation and, as such, the Church’s
great image of the human vocation and call to us to claim that
vocation. Who we are and how we are to then live all in one simple
image of our common human experience.
We
are coming close to the Feast of the Incarnation, to Christmas.
There
is danger in this time: that
we make a fetish of virginity and the birth of a Palestinian baby;
his mother and would be father; that
we fill the emptiness with the glamour offered from all quarters; that
we turn this feast into a family occasion: freeze frame our familial
affection.
There
is danger in this time.
And
the danger is here because the revelation is upon us; the mystery
unveiled before us, through us, in us.
The
Incarnation of God in Jesus of Nazareth is the greatest story ever
told in human culture.
It
is not the greatest story told of gods walking the earth and having
intercourse with human beings; of them there are many and varied
examples. The
human problem seems to be that we all too easily imagine deities,
including the one we call the One Lord of all History, and see the
divine living out our own passions for justice, power, triumph and
everything else under the sun. The
Incarnation, God becoming a human person and dwelling among us is the
greatest story every told because it reveals to us the dignity of our
nature, who we are.
That
is why the Church Fathers and Spiritual Mothers along with the
beloved Luther and many of our spiritual ancestors treasured the
early creedal formulation that Jesus Christ is fully God and fully
human. For us human beings it seems impossible to grasp the one
without the other. When we do grasp one without the other we either
confine God to the world of ideals or human beings to the world of
ideals. Disaster and destruction follow.
The
Incarnation is a revelation of who we are. It is a retelling of
Genesis chapter 3 and that is why, in this season of retelling this
story, we enter a dangerous time. The mystery of the Incarnation of
God in Christ is our mystery, a revelation of our created nature and
a call to its fullness. Isaiah
opens this mystery too us: it is found in the wilderness and solitary
places of our lives; our deserts, our dry places. The
Prophet tells how the Holy One turns everything upside down: those
with weak hands have strength; the ones with feeble knees stand firm;
the fearful, act; the blind see what others cannot; the deaf hear
what is unspoken; the lame leap as a hart; those with no voice, sing
a new song.
“For
in the wilderness [of our lives] shall waters break forth, and
streams in the desert . . . the parched ground shall become a pool.”
Isaiah
opens this mystery too and says that in the dry and empty places of
our lives a highway “shall be there, and a way, and it shall be
called The way of holiness.”
We
cannot become holy, without the wilderness, the empty places, the dry
places, the places without seed. Today
she who is the way of holiness stands before us. She is the most
intimate part of the revelation of the Incarnation. She is the
revelation of the human vocation. She is teacher and model. Her
voice joins with Isaiah for his words have become her reality. Her
voice is the Psalm sung out of the depth of experience. Mary
goes to visit her older cousin Elizabeth, who in her old age, has
conceived. Mary goes to Elizabeth with the hidden mystery of new life
growing within her. Two women. The world turned upside down? Upside
down, yet beyond right, more than right. There is no terror here. No
ambiguity. A turning too. Rather,
when they meet, we hear a song. Mary brings Isaiah and David the
Psalmist together and James along side. Her song is our song for we
have all been where she is.
“
he
hath regarded the low estate of his handmaid . . . his mercy is upon
me . . . He has shown strength with his arm . . . he has scattered
the proud in the imaginations of their hearts . . . he has put down
the mighty from their seats . . . exalted them of low degree . . .
filled the hungry with good things; and the rich he hath sent empty
away. He has helped his servant Israel [Mary, you and me] in
remembrance of his mercy. . . .”
The
image we have before us today, the image of The Virgin of Vladimir,
treasured by the father of our friend Dittmar; the image we have in
word and narrative speak to us of our vocation. The
Icon of the Virgin and Child is, for the ancient Church, the Icon of
the Human Vocation. It reveals to us our capacity as persons, as
women, men and children. When
Orthodox Christians around the world enter the church they bring a
candle to this icon and bowing in a prayer of gratitude to God who
clothed them in flesh and ask that they too, like the Theotokos, may
be open to be a birth giver of divine love in a fractured and
suffering world. But
first, of course, we must empty ourselves. There must be room for the
new birth without seed, without the seed of our passions. The
desert land of our lives, as familiar as it sometimes becomes, must
be claimed before we may find the way of holiness (of wholeness)
through it. The
parched ground that is the habitation of dragons, our dragons, will
only yield to the new birth of wonder when our pride and the fear
that shapes the imagination of our hearts is scattered.
Mary
sings of it. She invites us to poverty of spirit, hunger, service,
and the remembrance of mercy. She invites us to presence.