I’d
like to share with you some quotes, a story and a poem.
In today’s gospel reading, imagine
yourself in the crowd, and you hear some of the people responding to what Jesus
is saying. Jesus says, “Love your enemies and pray for those who
persecute you.”
You hear one person in the crowd says, “You have got to be kidding.”
Another says, “Hey, what a novel idea.”
A third person says, “That’s not going to catch on.”
How
would you respond?
If Lincoln were in the crowd he would have
said, “Do I not destroy my enemies when I
make them my friends?” (Those are his words.)
If Martin Luther King Jr. were in the
crowd he would have said, “There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in
the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies.” (Those are his words.)
Oscar Wilde would have said, “Always forgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them so much.” (Jesus might not approve that
motivation.)
If William Longfellow were in the crowd,
he would say, “If we knew the secret
history of our enemies, we would find suffering and sorrow enough to destroy
all hostility.”
I have a longer quote from Martin Luther
King, Jr. He said, “Now there is a final reason I think that Jesus says, "Love your
enemies." It is this: that love has within it a redemptive power. And there
is a power there that eventually transforms individuals. Just keep being
friendly to that person. Just keep loving them, and they can’t stand it too
long.
Oh, they react in many ways in the beginning. They react with guilt
feelings, and sometimes they’ll hate you a little more at that transition
period, but just keep loving them. And by the power of your love they will
break down under the load.
That’s love, you see. It is redemptive, and this is why Jesus says love.
There’s something about love that builds up and is creative. There is something
about hate that tears down and is destructive. So love your enemies.” (from "Loving Your Enemies")”
There is a story told of a Baptist pastor during the American
Revolution, Peter Miller, who lived in Ephrata, Pennsylvania during the
American Revolution. He enjoyed the friendship of George Washington. In Ephrata also lived Michael Wittman, a
troublemaker who did all he could to oppose and humiliate the pastor. One day
Michael Wittman was arrested for treason and sentenced to die. Peter Miller
traveled seventy miles on foot to Philadelphia to plead for the life of the
traitor.
“No, Peter,”
General Washington said. “I cannot grant
you the life of your friend.”
“My friend!”
exclaimed the old preacher. “He’s the
bitterest enemy I have.”
“What?” cried
Washington. “You’ve walked seventy miles
to save the life of an enemy? That puts the matter in different light. I’ll grant your pardon.” And he did.
Peter Miller took Michael Wittman back home to Ephrata—no longer an
enemy but a friend.
When Matthew has Jesus saying, “Be perfect as your heavenly Father is perfect,” the Greek
word suggests completeness, wholeness.
Where Luke records Jesus’ words of love of enemies, he concludes with
Jesus saying, “Be merciful even as your Father
is merciful (Luke 6:36).”
In a word, we are challenged to be holy by
lavishing unconditional mercy and unconditional love. That imitates Jesus who shows us the Father.
Finally this poem by James Henry Leigh
Hunt (1784-1859):
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ABOU BEN
ADHEM (may his tribe increase!)
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Awoke one
night from a deep dream of peace,
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And
saw—within the moonlight in his room,
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Making it
rich and like a lily in bloom—
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An angel,
writing in a book of gold.
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Exceeding
peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
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And to the
presence in the room he said,
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‘What
writest thou?’—The vision raised its head,
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And, with a
look made of all sweet accord,
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Answered,
‘The names of those who love the Lord.’
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‘And is
mine one?’ said Abou. ‘Nay, not so,’
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Replied the
angel. Abou spoke more low,
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But cheerly
still, and said, ‘I pray thee, then,
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Write me as
one that loves his fellow men.’
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The angel
wrote and vanished. The next night
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It came
again with a great wakening light,
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And showed
the names whom love of God had blessed,
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And lo! Ben
Adhem’s name led all the rest.
By God’s grace may our names, and
eventually the names of our enemies, be on that list.
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