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St. Paul’s – Advent 3 – December 13

This is John’s testimony when the Jewish leaders in Jerusalem sent priests and Levites to ask him, “Who are you?” John confessed (he didn’t deny but confessed), I’m not the Christ.

When the Who are you? Gospel question is proclaimed, I am wopndering how many of you quietly complained, How come grouchy John is still hanging around when we’re this close to Christmas?

Isn’t Advent preparing us for the birth of Mary’s child? And yet here’s a bit from John the Baptist, thirty odd years after Jesus was born, prattling on about who he was not.

Are you the Christ? Nope.

Are you Elijah? Nope.

Are you the prophet? Nope.

So negative!

Who was John? Well (to extend the negativity), he also wasn’t much of a conversationalist.

However, in today’s preparation for Christmas, the writer of John’s Gospel—no relation to John the Baptizer, aka John the Nope-ster—did offer a powerful Advent question Who are you?

By this year’s Advent lectionary journey, we have not read any verses about, or heard any hints of the Christmas story’s usual suspects. There’s been no mention of the dreamer Joseph, the ever-faithful Mary, the devious Herod, the any-tax-is-a-good-tax Quirinius, the innkeeper who never appeared in scripture, the lowly shepherds, the abandoned sheep, the talking cattle, or the wise magi from the east. But even though none of the main or supporting human characters in the manger drama has yet been mentioned, all will eventually confront the same question. Indeed, all mortals do . . .

Who are you?

Better still is the more personal, and personally challenging, variation: Who am I? This query is the third Sunday of Advent’s pre-Christmas gift. Open it if you dare.

After all, the modern Advent of Merry Consumerism reveals the worst in us. We are shell-shocked by shopping (or that we should be shopping and aren’t and feel guilty or choose not to because of the pandemic). We are bludgeoned by real and imagined obligations. Our ears are numbed with Rudolf’s red nose followed by angels we have heard on high while riding a one horse open sleigh and frolicking with Frosty the Snowman during a white Christmas as the little town of Bethlehem slumbers. Artificial holiday trees sprung up (so to speak) before the neighborhood kids tricked or treated at the door. The weather outside can be frightful. We live in a place where it doesn’t snow much and wish it did or at least rain; The faux mistletoe hangs everywhere and has never proven helpful for kissing Santa, let alone anyone else we preferred to kiss. After all, mistletoe serves no purpose during a pandemic.

Open your Advent present. Who are you . . . Who am I?

Can the question John the Baptist was asked instead rattle us enough to birth honest answers? For Christ’s sake, will I—will you—be the one who is first to forgive? First to welcome the stranger? First to admit mistakes? First to not hold a grudge? First to share fears? First not to judge? First to say No to Merry Consumerism and Yes to Holy Hopes?

By this third Sunday of Advent, none of the Christmas tale’s usual suspects have arrived. Except for one. You. Me.

Beneath the questions of presentation… when you get past the wrappings and package of this Advent gift…there lie deeper and far more significant questions: who are you, really?  When no one is watching; when you’ve let your guard down; when it’s only you and God, hidden away from the world, who are you then?

On this third Sunday of Advent, our Gospel reading gives us John the Baptizer, confronting this very question at the start of his public ministry just as we are called to answer the question.  John has barely taken up his post at the banks of the Jordan River when his interrogators — priests and Levites from Jerusalem — show up to classify and contain him.  Who is this wild, disheveled preacher calling people to repentance?  Where does his authority come from?  Is he crazy?  Is he a threat?  Is he — dare they entertain the possibility? — an actual messenger from God?

John prefaces his answer to the religious leaders by saying who he is not.

Perhaps we would do well to begin where John begins.  It is tempting to follow John’s lead and stay safely negative with the answers:

I am not faithful enough.

I am not worthy enough.

I am not strong enough.

I am not . . .

Before we can figure out who we are, we have to clarify — for ourselves and for the world — who we are not.  We are not Jesus.  We are not Saviors.  We are not infallible.  We are not omniscient.

One of the costliest mistakes the historic Church has made is to claim identities, powers, and privileges that don’t actually belong to us.  When we Christians adopt messianic ambitions for ourselves — either personally or corporately — we hurt ourselves, we hurt others, and we hurt the cause of Christ.  When we make promises we can’t keep — promises of prosperity, promises of immunity, promises of consumer-based peace and blessing — we become stumbling blocks to those who seek consolation in Jesus. When I first graduated from seminary and was ordained a priest….I had this idea that I was called to rescue and save people….that was until Susan reminded me in all my frantic rush that a Savior had already come. She told me there was another guy who already had that job. 

In contrast, John begins his ministry from a place of humility.  He doesn’t allow his calling to go to his head.  He doesn’t claim any identity that doesn’t belong to him.  He makes his listeners no promises of ease and comfort; he simply asks them to prepare themselves for the One who is greater than himself.  I am not the Messiah.

To be clear, this doesn’t require a denial of John’s gifts and abilities.  No one who reads the prophet’s story can call him anything other than strong, self-possessed, and authoritative.  But John knows both the source and the purpose of his authority.  Celebrity holds no attractions for him, and neither does religious or political power.  Hence he carries out his vocation in the wilderness, far from the centers of power and prestige in Jerusalem.

We begin by comprehending who we are not.  But as Christians, we can’t define ourselves solely in the negative — even when it’s tempting to do so.  I’ve certainly done it, and perhaps you have, too.  Oh, I’m not that kind of Christian.  I would never attend that kind of church.  I don’t read the Bible that way.  The Jesus I believe in has nothing to do with that theology.

Many of us who practice some form of Christianity feel an ongoing need to define ourselves in the negative, especially if we live in cultures that are post-Christian or anti-Christian.  We fear being tainted by association if we don’t.  I understand this impulse, and maybe it has its place, but a negative answer to the question of Christian identity isn’t a full answer.  It’s not a loving, inviting, or hospitable answer.  It’s a defensive answer.  An answer that erects walls instead of tearing them down.

The thing is, Who are you? is a very large question.  It demands something more embodied and invested than a string of rejections and repudiations.  It asks us to do deep work.  It asks us to interrogate what we hold dear, what we trust, what we love —  and why.  Once we’ve unwrapped the Advent Gift of ourselves, and admitted everything we are not as followers of Jesus, what’s left?  After we’ve figured out what we don’t support, believe, espouse, or love, what version of faith remains?  What positive, vibrant, living core will we offer to the world in the name of Jesus?

John’s answer to the question is clear, unequivocal, and startling:  I am the voice of one calling in the wilderness, ‘Make straight the way of the Lord.’   What sort of countercultural answer is that?  In a world that promises accolades to those who promote and amplify themselves, John chooses total humility instead: I am a voice pointing away from where I stand.  I am a path maker for feet other than my own.  I am a witness speaking on behalf of someone other than myself.

If this isn’t surprising to you, then consider again what you know of the wilderness prophet’s biography.  After all, this is John the Baptist we’re talking about.  John, whose very conception occasions an angelic visit.  John, who leaps in his mother’s womb at the first glimpse of a pregnant Mary.  John, whose fiery preaching draws huge crowds to repentance.  John, who sees the heavens open up and the Spirit of God descend like a dove on the newly baptized Jesus.

He is a young man who grows up with the most outsized expectations ringing in his ears.  Even as a child, he feels the exhilaration and the burden of his high calling.  Before he is even thirty years old, he draws crowds so vast, the religious authorities feel threatened by his very presence.

This is the man who chooses to define himself as a voice in the wilderness.  As a prophet unworthy to untie the thongs of Jesus’s sandals.  As no more than a forerunner.  As a mere witness to Mystery.

What strikes me most about John’s story is that he continues to bear witness to this mystery even when the mystery completely baffles him.  We know from other Gospel accounts that he doesn’t always understand his cousin’s mission and ministry.  We know that he suffers grave doubts about Jesus during the weeks or months he languishes in prison.  We know that he struggles to reconcile his own assumptions about the Messiah — a Messiah of fire, judgment, and justice — with the Jesus who shows up at the Jordan, seeking baptism.  A Jesus of tenderness, humility, and vulnerable-making love.

And yet John stays true to his identity.  His answer to the Who are you? question never wavers.  Even when his prophetic vocation of truth-telling leads to his imprisonment, he stays true to the person God calls him to be.

The third Sunday of Advent is traditionally called Gaudete or Rejoice Sunday.  In our church, the  Dark blue candles of the season is put aside, in favor of a lighter, happier rose colored candle.  Most of the lectionary readings emphasize celebration, anticipation, and joy.

This feels right to me, given our Gospel.  We do tap into joy when we rightly understand who we are in the kingdom and economy of God.  New life and fresh joy well up when we align our self-understanding to God’s calling, and recognize that we, like John, are meant to point away from ourselves, towards Jesus.  Joy surprises us when we decide to forge paths in the wilderness, when we make way in difficult places for someone greater than ourselves.  Joy multiplies when we level oppression, injustice, and suffering, so that all flesh can see God together.

What is your answer to the question of identity?  Who are you during this sacred season of preparation?  Are you a voice?  A witness?  A path maker?  A wilderness dweller?  Whatever your desert looks like, wherever your Jordan River is located, who are you in that place?  Very soon, the one you’re waiting for this Advent will come, and the question on his lips will demand a whole-hearted response: Who do you say that I am?  Consider the possibility that these are linked questions.  Who you are shapes who he becomes in your life.  The self you cultivate and curate is the self who will receive the Christ, and make him known to a world that needs him.  So again: Who are you?




Invitation to the Offering

The day of rejoicing is coming, the prophet Isaiah says, and we await it together; our gifts today in this season of waiting and hope help us to strengthen one another and to offer hope to the world as we look forward to that great day of everlasting joy.


     May the gifts we offer in these moments be light for those in the shadows of society, be food for those who hunger, refreshment for those parched by life, and hope for all who cry out to you, O God.  In Jesus’ name, we pray.  Amen.


As you journey onward,
testify to the good news you bear.
Allow the joy within you to come to birth.
Through what you say or how you live
give witness this week to our God
who lifts those who stumble,
who reconnects those who are broken,
who breaks the chains of those who are captive,
who comforts those who grieve,
who feeds and clothes those who hunger and thirst, and
who proclaims “the day is coming,
the destination is near.
Lift up your hearts and rejoice.”

Because you go forth this day with the Blessing of God Almighty….