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They killed him. They taunted him...tortured him. They
killed him. Why? What had he done? The answer of our faith
over the centuries has been NOTHING. He was the only perfect one
who ever lived. Sinless. Yet the record remains and our
affirmation is repeated: "...suffered under Pontius Pilate, was
crucified, dead, and buried..." Why?
The traditional answer, of course, is that "Christ died for
our sins."(1) The Bible says so. Our youngest Sunday School
students know it. John the Baptist declared, "Behold the lamb of
God who takes away the sin of the world."(2) His horrible death
paid the penalty that would have been exacted of you and me
without this selfless sacrificial act of redemption on Calvary:
Have you ever wondered about that? I would not be surprised
if you answered NO. After all, this is pretty blood-thirsty
stuff. If it were not for the fact that it has been part and
parcel of our faith tradition from the time we were old enough to
understand anything, we would be horrified. If this story were
not so familiar to us, if we were hearing it for the first time
from someone trying to convert us to his or her faith, we would
gag. We are talking about HUMAN SACRIFICE here. In how many
other situations would we blithely accept human sacrifice as a
good thing? In any other religion? And what are we saying about
the God we worship with this human sacrifice business? I thought
we also learned early on in Sunday School that our GOD IS LOVE!
Contradictions? Questions? Perhaps we need to dig into this a
bit.
If it eases your mind, digging into this is nothing new.
For centuries theologians have wondered about this question of
why Christ died and how that death has anything to do with our
salvation. The three-dollar theological word for the subject is
ATONEMENT. Let me run through some of the theories so you might
see the way scholars have wrestled with the issue. Be aware that
this is classroom stuff (take notes if you want) rather than
sermon stuff, but I will try to whip through it.
There is the MORAL INFLUENCE theory. This one emphasizes
the effect Christ's sufferings have (or should have) on us. We
see what misery he went through on our behalf and we respond in a
positive way.
An incident in the life of Ghandi can illustrate. In 1922,
the independence movement in India was beginning to pick up
tremendous momentum and along with it, a deep-seated hatred for
the British. Ghandi, of course, was a leading light in that
movement and a strong believer in its eventual success but ONLY
if the struggle were carried on by non-violent means. When word
came to him that some of his own followers in the movement were
beginning to disregard this principle of non-violence, he
announced that he would not eat until ALL their violence was at
an end and that they would guarantee that violent acts would not
recur. As the days passed, it became obvious that Ghandi was in
dead earnest and was willing to DIE unless the violence stopped
and assurances were forthcoming that such acts would not be
repeated. So the violence stopped. Ghandi was weakened to the
point where the doctors could not be sure that he would live even
if the fast were ended. Then the guarantees were given; the fast
was broken and Ghandi recovered. Through his suffering, he had
so affected even those who disagreed with him that they were
willing to give up what their leader considered wrong methods.
Such is the stuff of moral influence.
This is what some scholars want to say concerning the way
the death of Christ affects us. We see what he went through and
are so moved that we renounce our evil and everyone lives happily
ever after. The only problem is there are lots of folks who have
never heard the story, so they cannot respond. Hmm.
Another approach. This one is the RANSOM TO THE DEVIL
theory. This one has the devil offering God the souls of all
humanity in exchange for the one sinless soul, Jesus Christ. The
theory went on to say that this is precisely what happened, but
God hoodwinked the devil by raising Jesus up after only three
days. Christ was simply the bait on a clever divine fishhook
that was snatched away at the opportune moment. Is God that kind
of a charlatan? Nah.
Another one. PENAL SUBSTITUTION. This is the one with
which most of us best identify as far as our early training goes.
It takes a legal approach and says that if God's laws are broken,
a penalty must be paid (the same way as in our own legal system).
This theory says that what Jesus did was to live a life of
perfect obedience to God's law and needed no penalty payment for
himself. Thus, he and he alone was able to pay the penalty on
our behalf to satisfy the demands of a righteous heavenly judge.
Justice is served. But, of course, there is a basic flaw in the
argument. Simply because an injured party has restitution paid
on behalf of the one who caused the injury in the first place in
no way restores the original relationship. There is no
reconciliation there, not in any meaningful sense.
One more. The SATISFACTION theory. This is similar to the
one we just discussed. It recognizes the substitutionary
character of Christ's death - he did it on our behalf; it
recognizes the human offense against God, but insists that the
offense is not just against God's law but against God's HONOR.
The way the theologians described it, the price of satisfaction
was higher than you or I could pay, so God had two choices: be
content with the fact that there is a gap that could not be
bridged, or FIND some way to bridge the gap. According to this
theory, God took the second option. God became a human being so
no one could say that the satisfaction was not legitimate, and
then God paid the price...a price paid BY God TO God. That is
why God became human and that is how any atonement has taken
place.
Clear as mud? OK. Let us try one more: perhaps, way back
when, when Paul wrote, "Christ died for our sins," everyone knew
exactly what he meant,(4) and more than we might today. Perhaps
there was some perspective, shared by those of that time and in
that society, which understood the relationship between Christ's
death and our sinfulness. Perhaps if we could read those words
through their eyes it would all make a bit more sense.
Let us make the attempt. The concept of family is
incredibly important, far more so than here in the west.
Oriental cultures think nothing at all of four generations living
under the same roof - they do not raise their children to leave.
Tied in with that is a special understanding of what it means to
be family, not only in terms of mutual support, but also of
family honor and family shame. A person may be guilty, but that
guilt has a ripple effect - the person's family members and tribe
will end up feeling shame.
We understand that to a degree. What are the feelings of
the parents and siblings of those fellows on trial for murder in
Texas right now for dragging a black man by a chain behind a
pickup truck for three miles? Or the families of those accused
in the horrible murder of Matthew Shepherd in Colorado? Shame?
Of course. Did they commit the crimes? No. But the shame is
there, none the less.
By the same token, an individual may be recognized for some
accomplishment or great deed. Not only is that individual
honored, the honor also rubs off on the entire family. How do
you think John Elway's parents and wife and children felt after
the Super Bowl? Come to think of it, how do the Denver fans
feel? When one of our own does something honorable and is
honored for it, WE are honored. We experience those family shame
and honor feelings here in the west even though we, more than any
of the other cultures on earth, insist on putting INDIVIDUALS on
a pedestal. So saying, note that those feelings are intensified
in parts of the world that place a high value on
interrelatedness, extended family, and tribe.
One may acquire honor by being born into an honorable
family. Or a person may be born into a shameful family. One
woman in a university class exclaimed, "Yes, yes, I was born into
a family of shame. It was our grandparents who caused it. Oh,
we were treated all right in our little town, but everyone knew
about our family and they looked down on us. Only after we three
girls managed to go to college did we feel less shame. After
that, we walked downtown with our heads held high."(5)
In ancient Mediterranean society, shame was often canceled
through blood. If one shames me or my kin, I may restore honor
by killing the offender. Or I may attempt to reduce my shame or
that of a loved one by spilling my own blood (as Saul did after
his failures as king, or as Judas did after betraying Jesus).
Even today in Palestinian culture a father may be honored for
killing his own unmarried daughter if she shames her family by
becoming pregnant.
Move the family metaphor up to the nth degree - the human
family. In Paul's writings, he notes our human interrelatedness,
especially in terms of sin - he harks back to Adam,(6) the sin that
began in the Garden, the sin that has infected us and SHAMED the
human family ever since. Along came Jesus. He took on our
family shame. He was killed by the most shameful means possible,
the public humiliation of crucifixion. The Jews regarded death
on a cross as evidence of rejection by God - "anyone hung on a
tree is under God's curse," says scripture.(7) Jesus died in utter
shame. In a society that understood the way shame could be
washed away by blood, Jesus "...suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, dead and buried..." ...and the blood of Jesus...
cleanses us from all sin.(8)
We believe it. Now what difference does it make in your
life? If what we believe determines how we behave, what are the
implications?
One of my seminary professors years ago told the story of
three young university students in Paris. As is the case with
many who get to their late teens and early twenties without too
much terrible happening to them, they looked at the world with
jaundiced eyes. All the values they had been taught by their
parents were terribly foolish and outmoded. The religion they
had been taught as children was nothing more than infantile
superstition. Their creed had become "Science is my shepherd, I
shall not want."
One day, as they walked in the city, they happened to pass
by the cathedral of Notre Dame. They looked at that magnificent
structure and laughed among themselves at the foolishness of the
peasants centuries before who had worked so hard and given up so
much to honor something as absurd as the Christian faith. One
said to the others, "I am tempted to go in there right now and
tell the priest what a misguided imbecile he is and how little
his Christ is worth."
The other two said, "Go ahead. We dare you." And so, not
one to let the challenge go unheeded, he went, his friends
following at a little distance.
Into that magnificent building he came, straight down to the
main altar where he saw a priest busy with some work. There was
no mass going on, so the young man went right up to him and said,
"Father, Christ died for my sins, and I don't give a damn."
Needless to say, the man of the cloth was taken aback. What
does one say?
"Didn't you hear me, Father? I said Christ died for my
sins, and I don't give a damn."
"Oh, I heard you, my son, but I'm not the one you should be
telling." Then the priest pointed up above his head to the
life-like crucifix over the altar and said, "You really should
say it to him."
A sneer crossed the boy's lips as he said, "Sure!" Then he
looked up and saw the figure of another young man, not much
different from himself: strong, lean, in the prime of life, but
sad somehow, as if the weight of the whole world had been put on
him. As the boy continued to look, he said again, "Christ died
for my sins...and I don't give a damn." Then he looked away from
the crucifix and back to the priest..."There, I've said it to
him."
But the good Father was not satisfied. He said, "Please, my
son, do it again...please."
Again, the boy agreed. His eyes returned to that lifeless
figure above him: young and strong in body, but with flesh ripped
apart by nails in the hands, the wound of a spear in the side,
the crown of thorns jammed down on the brow. It was the picture
of suffering the lad had never noticed before. He opened his
mouth to speak once again: "Christ died for my sins,
and...and..." But he could not finish. He fell to his knees and
began to sob.
It is the closing scene in the motion picture, Ben Hur. The
sky is disappearing behind the ominous looking cloud formations.
The movie camera takes a long shot of three crosses rising out of
a distant hill. Then the camera moves in close, closer, to the
figure stretched out on the center cross. Lightning reveals a
man squirming in silent agony to the rhythm of the flashes. It
is raining hard. With each flash of light, the pool of rain
water at the foot of the cross grows larger. Suddenly a single
drop of blood drips into the pool and scatters. Then another
drop falls. And then another. The pool is now tinted light red.
The rain comes harder and the pool overflows into another pool
immediately below it. The second pool reddens and enlarges,
overflowing into still another pool which, in turn, overflows
into a small stream. The blood-stained stream flows into a
larger stream which meets a river which flows into an ocean.(9)
"...Crucified, dead and buried." Why? For me. For you.
For all the world...that whosoever believes in him should not
perish, but have everlasting life."
Amen.
1. 1 Corinthians 15:3 2. John 1:29 3. Elvina M. Hall 4. John Bristow, via Ecunet, "Sermonshop 1997 09 14," #70, 9/11/97 5. ibid. 6. Romans 5:12-19, 1 Corinthians 15:22 ff. 7. Deuteronomy 21:23 8. 1 John 1:7 9. Bible Illustrator for Windows, diskette, (Hiawatha, IA: Parsons, Technology, 1994)
All to him I owe,
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.(3)

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