Genesis 32:22-31
2 Timothy 3:14-4:5
Luke 18:1-8
+ In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Amen.
In the sixteenth century the Spanish poet and mystic, Saint
John of the Cross wrote a poem that would still be remembered and studied over
four centuries later. That poem became known as “The Dark Night of the Soul”! The poem
narrates the journey of the soul from its bodily home to its union with God.
That journey is called "The Dark Night", because darkness represents
the hardships and difficulties which the soul meets in its detachment from the
world and reaching the light of the union with the Creator. There are several
steps in this night, which are related in successive verses. The main idea of
the poem can be seen as being symbolic of the painful experience that people
endure as they seek to grow in spiritual maturity and union with God.
Perhaps you are sitting here now
thinking…….”well, this is all a bit too heavy for a Sunday morning”, and maybe
it is! Maybe you came here this morning expecting to meet with God, worshipping
Him as part of our community here at St George’s. Maybe on the other hand
your’e not quite sure why you are here. Whether you are here for the first time
or you have been coming for years, somehow it all feels as though you are
banging your head against a brick wall. All the prayers we pray and all the
hymns we sing never really seem to do anything except bounce off the ceiling!
Sound familiar? I suspect that most of us have felt like that during at least
some point in our Christian journey!
The gospel reading this morning begins with Jesus telling
his disciples to pray always and not to lose heart. It goes on to speak of a
woman who was absolutely determined to get justice and be treated fairly. And since Jesus told a parable about
the need to pray always and to not lose heart, it seems that the disciples,
despite their commitment to following Jesus, did, at times, lose heart, and
that they also, at times, gave up or
were tempted to give up on prayer. They’re not alone!
Sometimes it
seems that a lot of people have given up on prayer. They’ve given up, because
they prayed for a loved one’s healing, but death came anyway. They’ve given up,
because they prayed for an end to their struggles, but the struggles just kept
on coming. They’ve given up, because they prayed for an end to the sadness
within them, but the sadness remains. They’ve given up, because it seems that God
has forsaken them. Like the psalmist, they say to God: “Why are you so far from
helping me? Why are you so far from the words of my groaning? O God, I cry by
day, but you do not answer; by night, but find no rest. Why, God, have you
forsaken me?”
They’ve given up, very often simply because they don’t see
the point of prayer. What’s the use? Too often, it feels like talking to a brick wall.
You may remember a number of years after the death of Mother
Theresa, this woman who was almost revered as a saint within her own lifetime,
a woman who lived a life of obedience and poverty as she sought to bring
something of the love and compassion of God to those who literally had nothing.
What a saintly woman, how close to God she must have been herself to be able to
do that!
And yet we know from her own writings that were not
discovered until after her death, that for virtually all of her very public
ministry she felt completely and utterly isolated from God! At times she not
only doubted the love and compassion of God, but she doubted also the very
existence of God, yet there was still something within her which caused her to
persist for decades with reaching out to others in the name of a God who to her
very often felt very far away!
We are called to persist whether or not we feel as though it
is worth bothering with. I’m sure that many of us have prayed and not received
the answer that we wanted or expected…..or seemingly not received an answer at
all! What is the point? Rather like the woman seeking justice, we may feel as
though we are wasting our time just shouting into the void! But she persisted,
she kept clinging on to the hope that she would be heard and listened to.
As we read on it turns out that the true identity of this stranger
was actually God. Jacob had been wrestling all night in the darkness with God
himself. His persistence had paid off and he received his blessing!
The widow who Jesus described in his parable keeps on
persisting. She is determined somehow eventually to have her voice heard. It
would be understandable for her to simply give up the fight. No one is
listening…..why carry on? Yet something with her urges her on!
Jesus said to pray constantly and to not lose heart. Even if
that prayer is “God, where are you?” our voice is heard, and eventually, maybe
not at a time of our choosing, but eventually, we will receive a reply!
+ In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Amen.
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