Luke 8:26-39 · The Healing of a Demon-possessed Man
Liberating the Possessed
Luke 8:26-39
Sermon
by Arley K. Fadness
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He is a tortured man! His hair is tossed and tousled. His beard appears shaggy and matted with debris. His eyes stare saucer-like and hypnotic, betraying his clueless and clotheless dilemma. He beats and cuts himself with sharp rocks until blood flows, clots, and flows again. Blue bruises dot his skin like a leopard's spots.

He lives in the cemetery. Imagined or real zombies are his friends. Gerasene citizens try to contain him, but their shackles and chains crack and break by his strange and superior strength. How does one control craziness? How do you manage chaos?

Pilgrims avoid the area. They are clearly afraid. The local vil­lagers know the situation is beyond their scope. Do they realize "Diablo" is at work? "What is your name?" Jesus asks. "Legion" he shouts back for he knows many, many demons entered him and possessed him (v. 30b). Since "Legion" represents 6,000 soldiers in a typical Roman army, darkness is truly in charge. Envision 6,000 bats in a dark cave and one can begin to imagine "Legion." De­mons, like bats, favor darkness and despise the light.

Rational minds in modern times easily dismissed demon pos­session, the devil, and evil spirits. Then in 1968, a movie, Rosemary's Baby, based on the novel by Ira Levin, leaped from our culture and into our collective consciousness. Soon an otherworldly craziness shocked and horrified thrill seekers, the curious, the skeptics, and "the faithful." Another movie, The Exor­cist, in 1973 portrayed a sensational, shocking horror story about devil possession and the subsequent exorcism of demon spirits from a young innocent girl of divorced parents. Earlier an exorcism true story in Mount Rainer, Maryland, performed upon a fourteen-year-old boy by Jesuit Priest Father William Boadern and Father Raymond Bishop, gained literary and Hollywood notoriety.

Some years ago, I experienced a front row seat observing the surrealness of "possession." Nine of us Church World Service staff traveled for six hours in a Service Chretian d'Haiti Land Rover through the mountains on dry river and creek beds until we reached Jacmel in southeast Haiti. We arrived in the village and met with Paul, the mayor of Jacmel, a white French Haitian. Our destination was a forty by sixty foot building with open windows all around where a Vodou ceremony was in progress. Three drummers were beating upon mahogany drums made with goat skins stretched over the top. The Mamba (priestess) welcomed us as we were ushered to front row seats. For two hours the Mamba and her two assistants led the dancing and responsive chanting. Many of the chants told stories in the Creole language. The audience appeared mesmerized.

Suddenly as the intensity of the rhythmic beat increased, six women and an eight-year-old girl who had become "possessed" the night before fell into a convulsing, trance-like state. They fell on the floor and upon one another, imitating the movements of the rhythmic drumbeat. Did this have anything to do with demon pos­session and spiritism like "Legion" in Luke's gospel, I wondered? More bizarre things began to happen. One of the mothers, still in a trance, left the dance area while the female chorus continued to chant louder and louder and dance more intensely. The mother re­turned with her small baby, holding it by its heels, carrying it on her shoulder. Abruptly, she began to swing her small baby by its heels, the baby's head narrowly missing the sharp corner of the platform. Monsieur André Poultré, our Church World Service guide, reached for the baby to save it. The mother and André struggled momentarily as we watched, stunned and helpless. The mother won the tussle and continued her reckless dance with her baby. We learned later, that the child was ill, and that the mother was going to cure it or kill it. After several other strange, weird, and scary happenings, we left the compound and returned to our lodging to engage in a vigorous discussion.

We had learned from the Mamba that to be "possessed" was to be possessed by an Iola or god and that this was induced through magic potions, the drumbeat, dance, song, and special circum­stances. We wondered, was this an expression of the powers of darkness, a simple cultural oddity, or what?

In the late 1980s and 1990s adults and youth from my Mankato congregation made numerous mission/service project trips to the Pine Ridge Indian reservation in Shannon County of South Da­kota, the poorest economic county in the nation. We were hosted by the Our Lady of the Sioux Catholic Church and got to know Brother René the parish director. Brother René told us of the times he was called out by Native American parishioners to exorcise evil spirits from their dwelling places and went, armed with the name of Christ, and exorcised what they sensed, perceived, and feared. Brother René saw this phenomenon as a vital part of his pastoral care ministry, was successful at it, and is still revered and remem­bered by many today.

M. Scott Peck wrote after much reflection and prayer, "I now know Satan is real. I have met it."1

The demons in "Legion" beg Jesus not to order them back to the abyss. The demons recognized Jesus as the Son of the Most High God. This Jesus who stills the storm, walks over the deep, raises the dead, heals the sick, also comes to liberate the "pos­sessed." Jesus comes, in our text, and in our contemporary lives, to bring liberation from sin, death, and the power of Diablo. Diablo is the devil, Lucifer, the prince of darkness.

Legion has no purpose or meaning in his deranged life. God's liberating power calls him from the abyss and sets him free in a most unusual manner. Pigs or swine are nearby. Pigs are consid­ered unclean according to Jewish teachings and tradition. Swine, in this Gerasene Gentile area, were most likely raised to feed the Roman occupying troops, who had no qualms about eating pork chops or ham. We see 2,000 swine, according to Mark 5, who are idly eating and grunting in the countryside. The demons knowing their fate with Jesus, cannot stand to be disembodied. They request to enter the swine. Request is granted. The pigs run like lemmings to the sea and are drowned.

"Legion" is no longer Legion. He is a liberated man. Christ sets him free!

What and how are dark powers manifested today? Surely they are both personal and collective. They come to us as individuals, and they come to us through the structures, processes, and policies of institutions and government as well as society as a whole.

Who can explain away the horrors of darkness? Is "Legion" among us or within us? We cringe in the face of a serial killer like Bundy, Berkowitz, or Charles Manson. We abhor the holocaust; famine in Africa; sexist, racial, and ethnic hatred; children work­ing in sweat factories, child prostitution, sexual abuse, abuse by cults such as the Fundamental Latter Day Saints; preemptive war by our leaders; global warming; and destruction of our only home planet earth.

We struggle with personal evils within. Jesus was not deterred by the screaming. Jesus launched a direct, frontal assault on the dark and evil power that had taken control of "Legion." "What is your name?" (v. 30).

Our clue is to "name the offender." We need to name alcohol and substance abuse, not "a few too many!" We need to name ly­ing, not "shading the truth." We need to call it cheating, not "everybody's doing it"; and stealing, not "one of the benefits of working here." One must by the grace of God look the lie in the face and name it!

"Then the people came out ... they found the man whom the demons had gone sitting at the feet of Jesus, clothed and in his right mind" (v. 35). This is what happened to Bob. His demon was his addiction to alcohol. Bob was controlled and consumed by the ad­diction. It colored everything he did, said, or thought. He continued on the spiral down until one day he named his demon. He was able to say in therapy, "My name is Bob. I am an alcoholic." Recovery will take the rest of his lifetime and he knows it. Bob is now an alcoholic counselor at a recovery center here in South Dakota.

It's a long way from the Gerasene region in Luke 8 to Trondjhem Lutheran Church in rural South Dakota. But I must ask the question: So what happens when a snake interrupts a wedding rehearsal? It was a hot July night. It was a beautiful full harvest moon night. Two people, Troy and Heather, in love, were standing with me, the presiding minister, touching, whispering their sweet nothings to one another at the altar. Groomsmen and bridesmaids were standing erect as they listened to their instructions. Mothers beamed from the pews. The organist shuffled her music and had just ended her processional when the bridesmaids began to scream. Coming down the aisle was an unusually large, ferocious looking bull snake, asserting himself in this new-found domain.

The snake had no intention of retreating as pandemonium erupted! One groomsmen calmly grabbed the snake by its tail, slapped it down on the church floor, stunned it, and carried it out as we all heaved a sigh of relief especially thankful that the intruder did not come the next night at the actual wedding ceremony.

Here's the application: Is Diablo not the snake? John calls him in Revelation 20:2 (cf) "that old snake who is the devil."

One word from Christ and the demons are swimming with the swine, and the wild man is clothed in his right mind ... just one command! No se'ance needed. No hocus pocus. No chants were heard or candles lit. Hell is an anthill against heaven's steamroller. Jesus com­mands ... evil spirits and they obey him ... the snake in the ditch and Lucifer in the pit — both have met their match.2

Christ is our liberator from sin, death, and the power of Diablo. We are free to broadcast the news to all as Jesus instructed the demonless man to go and tell what Jesus had done for him.

It may be legend but the story is about Abraham Lincoln. Lin­coln went down to the slave block. He saw a young slave girl. He took money from his pocket and bought her. When the purchase was made she heard the words, "Young lady, you are free."

She said, "Please, sir, what does that mean?"

Lincoln said, "It means you are free."

"Does that mean," she asked, "that I can say whatever I want to say?"

Lincoln said, "Yes, my dear, you can say whatever you want to say."

"Does that mean," she asked, "that I can be whatever I want to be?"

Lincoln said, "Yes, you can be whatever you want to be."

She asked, "Does that mean I can go wherever I want to go?"

He said, "Yes, you can go wherever you want to go."

The girl, with tears streaming down her face said, "Then I will go with you."3

Liberated — we are inspired to be with Christ, our freedom. We break out in joy and laughter. Like Neil who lost his wife after an illness. Neil was devastated and grieved his beloved. But one day Neil met Bobbie and the two fell in love and took a trip to the St. Martins, Dutch West Indies. Neil sent me, his pastor, a card that simply said, "Yippee, yippee, yippee! Neil and Bobbie." Amen.


1. M. Scott Peck, People of the Lie: The Hope for Healing Human Evil (New York: Simon and Schuster, 1983), p. 182.

2. Max Lucado, Next Door Savior (Nashville: Word Publishing Group, 2003), p. 60.

3. Original source unknown.

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