Thereupon the whole town came out to meet Jesus, and when they saw him they begged him to leave their district.
Otto calls this sacred presence the numinous. Despite its overwhelming charm one who approaches the
Sacred feels the earth tremble under his feet, as if it might give way. He
might be swallowed by a chasm opening beneath him.
Many of his contemporaries saw the holy in Jesus. They sensed
it at his approach. They saw it when he walked on water, or commanded a haul of
fish, or stilled the raging storm. Even a simple remark -- “I saw you under the
fig tree – could arouse profound astonishment. Peter was shaken to his core when the
landlubber suggested he fish off the starboard side, “Go away from me, Lord. I am
a sinful man.”
In Jesus we meet the irony of a Divinity walking in our world.
He could disappear into a crowd, as he did after healing a blind man in Jerusalem;
as he did during his “hidden years.” Or he could reveal himself to ready believers
with a quiet gesture or a simple word. At his approach the congregation sings, “O
come let us adore him.”
Religion cultivates this feeling of the sacred. We find
in it more than moral guidance; the human being must be reminded of the right
ordering of the universe: that there must be a God. Only God is necessary. We
are contingent, living at his behest; like the universe, which also exists due
to his good favor. In God's presence the best of us is only dust and ashes.
Without this awareness of the sacred, of the way things really are, humans suppose they are gods and fight one another in a savage struggle for power. God in his mercy saves us from that by revealing his awe-full majesty.
Without this awareness of the sacred, of the way things really are, humans suppose they are gods and fight one another in a savage struggle for power. God in his mercy saves us from that by revealing his awe-full majesty.
This homily has been wedged in my brain for days now. Maybe too often, modern Christians are encouraged to think of Jesus as a friend. Someone you can hang out with. "The Divinity walking among humans." Frequently you mention this notion of "one who approaches the Sacred feels the earth tremble under his feet." How do I, a simple human, approach this mighty God? Do I dare to come close, or do I run to hide? Food for thought.
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