Readings: Am
7:12-15; Ps 85; Eph 1:3-14; Mk 6:7-13
I’ve always loved
to travel. I suppose that’s why I spent all those years in the Navy. You
remember the recruiting ads: “Join the Navy and see the world.” Well, I saw a
good piece of it, before, during and after my Navy years. Actually, I think
it’s hereditary. My father was the same way. He loved to travel as well. I
suspect there’s some geographic gene in our DNA.
Of course, just
because I enjoy traveling doesn’t mean I travel well. You see, for years I
over-packed. I’d bring one, and sometimes two, of almost everything I owned.
You just never know when you might need a second laptop computer, or a third
travel mug, or a fourth camera. Going somewhere for a week? Better bring a
dozen shirts. Hey, you might spill coffee at breakfast. Going up north in mid-Winter. Don’t forget
that pair of shorts in the event of global warming. And so, wherever we went,
I’d end up lugging a humongous suitcase, along with a backpack full of
electronic gadgets. Of course, I never even touched half of what I took with
me.
This wasn’t a big
problem when I was young. But now that I’m…not so young, it’s become an issue.
Lugging heavy bags, even with their little wheels, is simply too much work for
this aging body. In recent years, I‘ve learned how to pack light…well, lighter.
And I’ve also discovered you can actually wash clothes away from home.
Given this
personal history, you can imagine what I thought when I first read Jesus’
instructions to his disciples as they set out on their missionary journey. I
try to imagine what Jesus would have said to me – for example, before Diane and
I set off on our last pilgrimage to Rome a couple of years ago lugging our huge
suitcases.
He’d probably say
pretty much what He said to the disciples: “No food. No sack. No money…not a
second tunic.” I suppose those Little Debbies and Mounds Bars in my backpack
count as food? That mammoth suitcase probably counts as a sack. And all those
shirts, and trousers, and jeans, and shorts, and jackets…I suppose they all
fall into the tunic category. Then there’s the money, the credit cards, the
debit card, the cash…
Yes, I take
entirely too much of everything when I travel, but it’s still hard to imagine
bringing only what Jesus asked the Twelve to bring on their mission. It seems rather limiting, at least for us
today. We’ve become so very attached to our material possessions – all our
useful little tools: our digital cameras, our cell phones and iPods, our Nooks
and Kindles…all the things we just can’t do without. So caught up in the stuff
of our own time, we tend to hear this Gospel passage as I did – thinking only of that which Jesus tells the Apostles to leave behind. No food, no money, no
sack…well, okay, but, you know, Jesus, I really need my iPad.
Perhaps, though,
we should be focusing on something else. Maybe the real message is to consider
what the Apostles can take with them. Jesus mentioned only two things. Do you
remember what they were?
A walking stick
and sandals – two things that provide support – physical, material support –
for the journey they are undertaking. He sends them out with very little so they can avoid the distractions that personal possessions generate and learn to trust in God.
But what else do
they take with them? Why, they take each other. That’s right. Jesus doesn’t
send them out alone. He sends them out in pairs. He sends them out two-by-two,
as companions, so they must rely on each other and not on things. Together they
can help each other remain focused on the purpose of their mission: to do what
Jesus does – to teach everyone they encounter about the Gospel, the Good News
of the Kingdom, to preach repentance, and to heal.
Jesus knows the
Apostles will sometimes encounter hostility instead of hospitality, closed
minds instead of open hearts. Sometimes they will have to shake the dust of a
place off those sandals they wear. Yes, they’re sent in pairs so they can
remind each other that the mission is God’s mission not theirs, that it’s God’s
Kingdom, not theirs, that it’s God’s Word, not theirs, that it’s God’s power,
not theirs.
And when that
power appears, when the healings and exorcisms and the Spirit-filled preaching
begin to go to one’s head, there will always be another standing right behind
him to tap him on the shoulder -- to remind him of the truth, to remind him of the
source of that power, and to remind him of his own weakness.
Yes, Jesus sent
the Twelve out in twos so that each could remind the other where he came from.
And that awareness, of one’s roots, of one’s true identity, is a sign of an
authentic prophet. God’s prophets, his messengers, always know and accept their
roots.
Just look at
Amos, the prophet of our first reading. He certainly had no delusions of
grandeur. I am a sheep herder, a pruner of sycamore trees, he tells the
corrupt leaders of Israel. It’s not my word I bring to you. It’s God Word.
Don’t listen to me because of who I am. I do what I do because God told me to.
Listen to me because of who God is.
In the same way,
Paul tells the Ephesians that he does what he does, he preaches God’s Word
simply because he was chosen to do so. He did not merit this favor. It was
God’s choice. The true prophets, the apostles, they all simply mirror the
humility of Jesus Himself.
Jesus, the Son of
God, whose roots ran as deep as creation itself; and Jesus, as Son of Man, who
in His prophetic role, was rooted soundly in the will of the Father. Amos and
Paul, like Jesus, understood their calling, their mission. Each knew where he
came from and why he was sent.
As simple
travelers, with few possessions, journeying only with a companion, the
disciples too would keep that mission, that call, in mind. “Why are we doing
this?” one might ask the other. “Because Jesus told us to” the other would
likely respond.
How often do we
ever ask that question? Or are we too busy stuffing our suitcases, the trunks
of our cars, and our homes with all those possessions. Do we realize we’re
not just hanging out in this life, but that we’re on a journey? Are we aware that not only
has God given us companions on that journey, but we’re also companions to
others?
Brothers and
sisters, this journey of ours is a mission, one assigned to us by Jesus Himself
– a mission to preach the Good News and to heal -- to take God's love to others. Have you done any preaching and
healing lately? Well, why not? It’s the mission you’ve been given.
A few moments
from now, gathered here around this altar, we will come together and share the
Bread of Life with one another. Like the two disciples on the road to
Emmaus, let us be companions of the Lord -- companions, a word whose Latin
roots mean “with bread.” For those disciples walked that road to Emmaus with Jesus, with the true
Bread from heaven, with the Bread of Life.
Let us join them in this companionship, so that we too may recognize the Lord in the Breaking of
the Bread and take up the calling He has for each one of us.
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