The centurion said in reply,
"Lord, I am not worthy to have you enter under my roof;
only say the word and my servant will be healed.
A good friend, a Veteran and former Army chaplain, opened today's gospel for me. He had studied military history and knew much about the Roman army, one of the best disciplined, trained, and effective armies in history. No centurion won his rank for being someone's son, or for his wealth. Nor had he brown nosed his way into that position. A centurion had killed men in face-to-face, hand-to-hand combat. He had sent men he admired into suicidal situations, and had overseen the slaughter of defeated enemies.
If the centurion in today's gospel has developed a measure of respect for the Jews he rules, and demonstrates more civilized characteristics, he has not forgotten what he has done, what he has seen, or who he has become. Like everyone, he has a past; and it is complex.
Approaching Jesus, he has armed men with him. Bodyguards, they are prepared to defend their centurion against assaults and insults. Their faces are as hard and stern as his; their expressions, watchful, impassive, and stolid. They see everything, they say nothing.
When Jesus says, "I will come and cure him." the Centurion's reaction is immediate. That's out of the question. He cannot have such holiness enter his quarters. Nor can he risk such an imposing, divine presence in such an intimate space. His hardened surface may crack; his soldiers might see their commander weep over a servant; they might hear him impulsively, insanely confessing his crimes to a Jewish holy man.
So long as he lives he will have blood on his hands. When King David wanted to build a house fit for the King of Heaven, he was told he could not do so. He might collect the materials of silver, gold, wood, and stone. He might order the finest cloths from the world's best weavers but he was a man of war with blood on his hands. (1 Chronicles 28:3) He would be cleansed of this damned spot only by the blood of Jesus.
As we welcome Advent we begin with a profound awareness of our sins. They are ancient and deep, systemic and as real as history. We cannot change the past, nor do we dare to ignore it. If we think only of the future as we hide from the past in frenetic, absurd entertainment it will catch us in our sleep, like the guilt, horror, and remorse of Lady Macbeth.
When Jesus said, "I will come and cure him." the Centurion was smote with unexpected emotion. We can sense his struggle for control; and Jesus saw it on his face. He saw what the bodyguards saw but would resolutely not see. The Lord knew immediately why he must not go with the centurion. And he called that faith:
"Amen, I say to you, in no one in Israel have I found such faith."
He saw an awareness of both sin and holiness he had not found in Israel! The descendants of Abraham, remembering many centuries of faithlessness despite God's fidelity, had covered over their past with Pharisaic practices and pretensions. They could not recognize or appreciate the advent of their God in the person of Jesus; they could treat him only as another faux prophet who was making a troublesome stir.
Advent and our salvation begin with the appearance of Saint John the Baptist as he proclaims a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sins. Our "examination of conscience" must discover more than petty self-accusations about missing morning prayers and failing to say a daily rosary. It must discover our part in the endemic violence, racism, and waste that constitute American life. We are a people of unclean lips, and live among a people of unclean lips.
Advent remembers not the flags of our fathers but their sins, for which we are still responsible, which still determine the decisions and policies of a deeply troubled nation. If we cannot in a matter of three and a half weeks before Christmas, rid our hands of these spots, we can kneel before the Lord and confess,
“Lord, I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof, but only say the word and my soul shall be healed”