Listen, listen, love, love (Prop 17B)
Melissa Campbell-Langdell
All Saints Oxnard, 9.2.12 (Proper 17B)
(Song of Songs 2:8–13; Psalm 45:1–2, 7–10;
James 1:17–27; Mark 7:1–8, 14–15, 21–23)
I am a talker. In high
school I was voted most likely to break the Guinness world record for length of
an answering machine message! I often
feel I am giving others a gift of myself when sharing my thoughts. But talking too much keeps me from being
present to others. So one of my biggest
challenges in life is being a good listener.
In the book, The Art of Racing in the Rain, Enzo the dog, the narrator, says that he would make a good human because he would listen well:
In the book, The Art of Racing in the Rain, Enzo the dog, the narrator, says that he would make a good human because he would listen well:
“Here’s why I would be a good person. Because I listen. I cannot speak, so I listen very well. I never interrupt, I never deflect the course
of the conversation with a comment of my own.
People, if you pay attention to them, change the direction of one
another’s conversations constantly. …
For instance, if we met at a party and I wanted to tell you a story about the
time I needed to get a soccer ball in my neighbor’s yard but his dog chased me
and I had to jump into a swimming pool to escape, and I began telling the
story, you, hearing the words “soccer” and “neighbor” in the same sentence, might interrupt and mention that your
childhood neighbor was Pele, the famous soccer player, and I might be courteous
and say Didn’t he play for the Cosmos of New York? Did you grow up in New York? And you might reply that, no, you grew up in
Brazil on the streets of Tres Coracoes with Pele, and I might say, I thought
you were from Tennessee, and you might say not originally, and then go on to
outline your genealogy at length. So my
initial conversational gambit—that I had a funny story about being chased by my
neighbor’s dog—would be totally lost, and all because you had to tell me all
about Pele. Learn to listen! I beg of you. Pretend you are dog like me and
listen to other people rather than steal their stories.”[1]
Perhaps what Enzo the dog is saying here, albeit in a funny
and exaggerated way, is sort of what James and Jesus are talking about in
today’s passages. There is an old Kairos
Prison Ministry maxim of “Listen, listen, love, love,” a whole lot of good can
result from practicing it. Basically,
the concept is, before you say anything, listen doubly hard and love doubly hard. James says be slow to speak and quick to listen—Jesus
says that what comes out of us, out of our hearts, and is often expressed by
our lips—is what defiles.
It’s not so much that following good hygiene and adhering to
the Jewish traditions are not important for both James and Jesus, but if your
legalism makes you a hypocrite because you don’t actually act on your faith, and
you just do a good job of looking law-abiding, then you are sunk. About both these passages, theologian Bill
Countryman notes that neither is particularly focused on physical purity, but
rather both focus on the purity of the heart.[2]
Why is this? Well one
of James’ goals here is to show that purity of the heart means not pressing
your agenda by wrestling your way into leadership. Countryman points out that when James defines
“true religion” as looking after orphans and widows, and keeping oneself
unspotted, there are often questions about what this being “unspotted”
means. We already got from Jesus that it
isn’t always a literal physical cleanness that is being talked about. In fact, we need to be more careful of the
subtle ways that we can be unclean. By
looking at the context, Countryman comes to decide that the word for “filth”
earlier has to do with “the efforts of angry people to assume leadership in the
community while ignoring the thoughts and contributions of others.” He says “purity is what delivers from this
kind of dirt, so purity stands for gentleness.”[3]
Now, this is in no way to dissuade those of you who would be
church leaders from doing so! To the
contrary, our goal is to encourage new leadership!
But if the temptation to talk over, or push one’s agenda, in leadership, is not a big problem for some of us, it could be other things, probably something different for each one of us. For me, sometimes this means not thinking of sticking to my daily agenda as too important to forget to be a Christian to a neighbor. Sometimes I have to make myself switch gears when a person needing assistance comes to the door because I am focused on another task. Or it might mean trying to “listen, listen, love, love” a bit more than usual when I am feeling rather chatty.
But if the temptation to talk over, or push one’s agenda, in leadership, is not a big problem for some of us, it could be other things, probably something different for each one of us. For me, sometimes this means not thinking of sticking to my daily agenda as too important to forget to be a Christian to a neighbor. Sometimes I have to make myself switch gears when a person needing assistance comes to the door because I am focused on another task. Or it might mean trying to “listen, listen, love, love” a bit more than usual when I am feeling rather chatty.
Why is listening so key?
Theologian Paul Tillich says that we as human beings want something
called “self-integration,” a life process that goes along with “self-creativity”
and “self-transformation.” It means that
“in order to for life to be actualized from its potential being, it has to
unfold in a process of finding our center, moving out from it in freedom and
courage, and returning to it again enriched and deepened.”[4] A person who can truly listen to another is
self-integrated because he or she does not feel the need to share information
for his or her own benefit, but listens more than talks and shares when it adds
to the experience of the other.
I am not there yet, this is a part of my journey.
And, who knows?
Perhaps a person who listens well to others can listen better to God, too?
And what might we hear?
Here’s an idea, from today’s reading from Song of Songs:
“Arise, my love, my fair one,
and come away;
for now the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth;
the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
is heard in our land.
The fig tree puts forth its figs,
and the vines are in blossom;
they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my fair one,
and come away.” (Song of Solomon 2: 10-13)
[1]
Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the
Rain (New York: HarperCollins, 2009), 101-102.
[2]
Bill Countryman, Dirt Greed and Sex,
Rev. Ed. (Minneapolis: Fortress, 2007), 82; 131.
[3]
Countryman 131.
[4] Loye
Bradley Ashton, “Theological Perspective: Mark 7:1-8, 14-15, 21-23,” Feasting on the Word Year B, Vol. 4.
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