There is a wonderful folk saying that captures at
least half of the meaning of the Transfiguration story we just heard: “There is more to him/her than meets the
eye.” In a few days, on Ash
Wednesday, the words of our liturgy will remind us that we are dust and to dust
we shall return. It is a message that
proclaims we are creaturely, material, physical, and mortal. But today, through the story of the
Transfiguration, we are reminded that we are something else… something more
than dust, something spiritual, something mysterious, something like the One
who is eternal. There is more to us than
meets the eye.
Through the Incarnation, God in the person of Jesus of
Nazareth became dust. The Infinite
became finite. The Imperishable became
mortal. The Holy One who is all in all
became confined to a specific place and moment in time. During the season of Epiphany we have traced
how God in Christ has been revealed to the world through the dust that we know
as Jesus of Nazareth. We have marveled
at his teaching. We have pondered his
authority. We have praised him for the
ability to heal and to forgive. We have
observed how the light of Christ has been made known to the world. All of these things give hints that there is
more to the dust of Jesus than meets the eye.
Today, at the Transfiguration, what is more than dust
comes shining through. Along with the
Disciples we are given the briefest glimpse of the Divinity that somehow has
been contained in the dust. We sense the
glorious nature of God that has been incarnate in the person of Jesus. We are overcome by a sense of awe at the Holy
Mystery, a reality that is beyond our comprehension. We are reminded that Jesus of Nazareth is
more than a spiritual teacher, more than a wise sage, and more than a worker of
wonders. Jesus is God in flesh and we
owe to him allegiance, praise, obedience, and love.
While the Transfiguration tells us that there is more
to Jesus than meets the eye, it also tells us that there is more to each one as
well. You see while we are dust, we are
also something more. In the Genesis
story of creation we are told that God took dust and breathed on it to form the
first humans. We are dust, but we are also
that breath – the breath of God which animates dust in ways that a rock, for
example, is not. We are spiritual,
non-physical, free, and beyond mortal.
There is a Godly life-force within us that takes the dust and makes it
something special and something unique.
When we affirm that there is more to each one of us than meets the eye,
we are affirming that we can see something of God in every person we meet
because God’s breath moves in and through each one of us.
If the phrase “more than meets the eye”
captures half of the meaning of the Transfiguration story, then perhaps the
other half is captured by the saying “That was his/her shining moment.” For Jesus, it literally was a shining moment.
His very appearance became bright –
radiant beyond comprehension.
When we say of a person that it was his/her shining
moment we are saying that the person allowed his/her Godly breath to show
through the dust. It may be a moment of
generosity or compassion or selflessness or achievement or beauty. The shining moment may be the briefest
glimpse of Godly breath or it may be sustained over a long period of time. Whatever the duration or intensity, these
shining moments are the times when we know that there is more to us than meets
the eye. They are the times when we know
exactly what we are made for and we touch the highest level of our potential.
The irony for me at least, as I struggled to write
this sermon, I am immersed in doing laundry and delaying cleaning the kitchen
and putting off paying the bills. So
high theology meets reality and it is a challenge to shine when you are
consumed with dusty details. I remember
years ago when my daughters were young and my dog was a puppy and I was trying
to write a sermon. One daughter did not
watch the puppy when she was supposed to.
The puppy did what puppies do and did it in the house. The other daughter stepped in the puppy’s
‘business’ and proceeded to track it all over the house. At that time, all I could see in those around
me is what meets the eye. Nothing
more. You can imagine how that Sunday’s sermon
on the good news of the Gospel was more about a theory than an actual personal
experience. It was not one of my shining
moments. This thing about being dust is
dirty business.
No wonder Peter wanted to stay on the mountain. Wouldn’t it be great if all we had to deal
with in life were the shining moments when we can see clearly in one another
the something more! But that isn’t life,
is it. The shining moments are the
exception, not the rule. And yet just
because we don’t see the best in one another all the time does not mean it is
not there. It does not mean that all we
are is down and dirty dust. It simply
means that sometimes what is supposed to shine through is hidden, like a lamp
put under a basket.
Those of you who gathered here on January 6th
will remember that we began the season of Epiphany literally in darkness. From a single flame the Light of Christ
spread from one candle to another bathing this darkened worship space in a
wonderful, warm, flickering glow. One of
our prayers that night was this:
Almighty
God, you have poured upon us the new light of your incarnate Word: Grant that
this light, enkindled in our hearts, may shine forth in our lives…
For Jesus, the shining moment of the Transfiguration
is meant to prepare him for the dark and difficult road to Jerusalem and
Crucifixion. The experience on the
mountain so consumes him that the more than meets the eye about him never gets
snuffed out. And now, as the prayer
suggests, the Light that endured the Cross and rose victorious on Easter Day is
now enkindled in our hearts. And we pray
that it may shine forth in our lives… shine when all we want to see is what
meets the eye, shine when it is not particularly a shining moment, shine like a
lamp put on a table so that it gives light for all to see.
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