Linda Hunt, in her Oscar-winning role as Billy Kwan. |
Scripture can be found here...
When I read this week’s passage I
couldn’t stop thinking about Billy Kwan.
Billy Kwan is a character in the
1982 film “The Year of Living Dangerously,” starring Mel Gibson. Gibson is Guy
Hamilton, a young Australian journalist sent to Indonesia in 1965, a turbulent
time for the government under President Sukarno. It traces his attempts to
learn the lay of the land, to learn his trade, even to compete with the other
journalists. But the movie—and the story—belongs to Billy Kwan.
Billy is a brilliant
Chinese-Australian photographer. Immediately upon meeting Guy Hamilton, Billy
takes him under his wing. He says, “We'll make a great team, old man. You for
the words, me for the pictures. I can be your eyes.” When he says that, Billy
means much more than his willingness to provide breathtaking images to be sent
around the world with Guy’s copy. Billy introduces Guy to Jill Bryant, a
beautiful British diplomat played by Sigourney Weaver, and sets the stage for
the two of them to fall in love. Billy shows Guy the real Indonesia, off road, out
of sight, the poverty, the human carnage that is a way of life in 1960’s
Indonesia. Billy takes Guy to witness a grieving mother preparing her child for
burial by candlelight, bathing his little body with water and jasmine blossoms.
At the climax of the film, Billy
is in despair, because his idol, the President, has shown himself to be
indifferent to the poverty and misery of his people, and Guy is more interested
in his career than in the woman he loves or human suffering. After they part
ways, we find Billy seated in front of a typewriter, typing over and over the
phrase from the gospel of Luke, chapter 3: “What then must we do? What then
must we do? What then must we do?”
Billy Kwan is a little like John
the Baptist. He is looking for someone, someone special, someone who will fight
for what is right, who will give people like him hope. Billy is looking for the
real deal.
So is John. In this passage we
meet both John and Jesus, but John takes center stage. We hear the clear
message that John, too, is looking for the real deal, the one for whom everyone
must prepare the way, clear the paths, level the mountains. And then John looks
around him at the people—the people! Scores of them!—all the people who have
come out to be baptized. And like any good preacher, he welcomes them warmly.
You brood of vipers! What brings
you here? Did you see the handwriting on the wall? A likely story. Show me your
fruits! Show me that you have turned it around, that you have truly repented.
John’s tone is beyond grumpy. It’s downright insulting. And yet the people are
not put off. They ask him a simple question.
What then must we do?
Confronted with the real truth
about themselves—which is that they are in need of a life-change, a
transformation—they want to know the specifics, the ins and outs. What then
must we do?
And John tells them. To the
crowds, he says, whoever has two coats, give one away, and whoever has food
should do the same. To the tax collectors he says, Collect only the taxes that
are owed; don’t overcharge and skim off the top. To the soldiers he says, Stop
your extortion and intimidation racket. Be content with your wages. Don’t
threaten people.
Do you notice what John is doing?
He’s meeting people right where they are. He’s not saying, “Get a different
job,” or “Move to the other side of the known world.” He’s not asking the impossible
or even the improbable. He is meeting them right where they are. He is telling
them to change the way they do one thing, something within their power.
And as a result, the people are
filled with expectation. They are filled with hope! They sense that this time
something is different. They get that John himself is the real deal, and they
start to wonder… could this be the Messiah?
But John bats that away, because
his job is to fill the people with hope and expectation for Jesus, not to fill
them up with himself.
(That’s one of the best
definitions of ministry I’ve ever heard, by the way. To create a space for the
Holy One, while resisting the temptation to fill it up with yourself.)
You think I’m impressive? John
asks. Just wait. Just wait for the one who is coming. I’ve poured water on you.
He will fill you with the Holy Spirit and fire.
This is the moment when, at last,
Jesus appears. Not as the flicker of hope promised to Mary before he was conceived,
not as the baby born on the road and cradled in a trough of hay. Not even as the
adolescent scaring the daylights out of his parents, staying behind in
Jerusalem to get his first delicious taste of discussing weighty matters with
the holy men. But Jesus, the adult, the one for whom John has paved the way. Jesus
appears, and, like all the crowds of Judeans who flock to hear John, he likes
something he hears, he agrees, and so he offers himself for John’s baptism.
When we meet him—finally, finally—he is wet and sputtering, the wings of a dove
beating around his head, and a voice in his ear: “You are my Son, the Beloved;
with you I am well pleased.”
What then must we do? What then
must we do?
We start where we are. The
deacons and elders who will be ordained and installed today answered a question
with “yes.” The question was, “Will you serve God in this place and time, in these
ministries of leadership and compassion?” Will you give a precious Saturday to take
part in a training session, plus a Tuesday evening every month? Will you reach
out with compassion to our homebound folks, to those who are hungry, to those
who have suffered disasters? Will you make decisions based on, not what is
popular, but what God is leading you to do? Will you listen for the voice of
God whispering in your ear? Will you let Jesus be your eyes?
What then must we do? Billy Kwan
answers the question by saying, “We must give with love
to whomever God has placed in our path.” Each of us is given the capacity to answer
that question for ourselves, day by day. Each of us is invited to listen for
the voice of God whispering in our ear. Each of us is emboldened to let Jesus
be our eyes. Thanks be to God. Amen.
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