Hebrews 9:11-28 · The Blood of Christ
The Eternal Sanctuary
Hebrews 9:11-14
Sermon
by Patrick J. Rooney
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It happens week after week, sometimes day after day. It happens on the sabbath day, or on a Wednesday, or on Saturday nights. Then it is that the people of God rise up to leave their homes and make their way to a place of worship. For some, it will be a small place, charming in its beauty as it sits amidst the bucolic setting of a village green. For some, it will be a place filled with stained-glass windows and ancient creaking pews, while for others it will be a place which is plain and without adornment. This place of worship for many today will be a new place, a vast amphitheatre of a building with all the latest electronic wizardry of sight and sound located out in the suburbs with a parking lot that seems to stretch to the horizon. But, for many others, it remains a place rooted in the center of a community, hemmed in by its neighbors, bearing witness to the vitality of town centers and city streets that once were vital centers of urban life. There are historic buildings and new buildings, simple buildings and ornate and grand structures.

It was not always so. In the beginning they gathered, as the Acts of the Apostles tells us, for fellowship, for the breaking of bread, and for prayer. Meeting in houses, cellars, sometimes in public places, but more often in quiet and out of the way places, the early Christian people of God met where they could for worship, prayer, and praise. It was the very act of gathering together that framed the community, gave it a sense of identity and purpose, and bound it together in a common identity.

The gathering in a place together has always marked humankind as it seeks to find holy places in which to worship. Whether in groves of trees, the tops of mountains, massive stone structures on a plain such as Stonehenge, or temples built with human hands, places and buildings have defined and delineated the desire of men and women to set aside some place as holy, wherein the gods could be remembered among their people. For the Hebrew people of old, however, there was no sacred place in the beginning, no place where their God had come to walk among his people in the ancient days as had the gods of the other faiths around.

Having come into the land that had been promised to them, having seen the fulfillment of that which had been pledged to their father Abraham, they built a tent for the Lord, a place where the ark could rest, a place where the priests could go in and out as they went about their duties. Constructed in the beginning of nothing more than skins and cloth, this holy place of God was perhaps indistinguishable from the other tents and places of habitation around it. Yet, this place was different, for there resided the mercy seat of God himself, a place where the priests could bring their offerings to intercede for the people in the very presence of God. Unlike the pagans around them, with their multitude of gods who had walked on earth centuries upon centuries before, the Hebrew people understood that their one God dwelt with them and among them, indeed rested with his foot in that holiest of places ordinary as it was to look at, plain as it was to see. So it was to that place that the priests came to offer sacrifices and gifts to God so that the people might be cleansed and restored in the sight of God.

That the holiest of places should be a physical place should not surprise us. Setting aside their nomadic life, the people of God grounded themselves in the holy ground that had been given to them. And having constructed their holiest of holy places, they could now rest secure in the understanding that God was indeed here, in this place and at this time. So it is with us who gather in this place today. We come into this magnificent old church, with its even older history from earlier buildings that stood on this site, to offer our praise and worship to God whom we know to be in this place. What takes place here, from the earliest opening hymn to the closing notes of the postlude, is shaped by the physical boundaries of the building itself and the constraints of time allotted for this service. Indeed, no matter how grand the building or how small, no matter how old or how young, no matter whether it houses a single piano or a spectacular organ, this building and this service is always constrained in some ways by the physical limits of time and space.

Perhaps it is a fitting reminder for us this day that the author of Hebrews speaks to us of a new place of worship, one which is beyond both time and space. "But when Christ came as a high priest of the good things that have come, then through the greater and perfect tent [not made with hands, that is not of this creation] he entered once for all into the holy place ..." (vv. 11-12a). Christ has entered "through the heavens" into that place not made with human hands and cannot, therefore, be limited. There he has offered the eternal sacrifice for our redemption. It is easy for us to become wrapped up in this place or any other grand house of worship. It is easy for us to value the building, the site, the place more than what happens here. It is easy for us to see that what happens here is indeed limited in time and space. But the truth, as the author of Hebrews reminds us, is that whenever and wherever we gather to share in Christian worship in this or any other holy place, we enter into place that is far grander than anything human hands can make. It is a place that holds within itself no physical limitations and a worship where time simply ceases to be a defining and limiting character. For here, now, at this very moment, Christ, having entered into the heavens, now stands before the throne of God offering his own blood in an eternal sacrifice to the Father for our salvation.

The author of the book of Hebrews understood so well that coming to know who this Jesus was and what he had done for us could best be experienced in the act of worship itself. In this worship, there is the limitation of neither time nor place. Time and again he speaks of Jesus as eternal. Over and over he addresses the role of Jesus who intercedes for us without ceasing. As we enter into worship, in a place and at a time, we enter into this timelessness and this holy place of which the author speaks. Working with confirmation students on the Apostles' Creed always gives me a chuckle as they try to get their minds around this understanding that God is not just eternal but that he lives always in the eternal present. Asked by Moses who he was, God simply answers "I am."

The very phrase we use to proclaim our faith in the eucharistic prayer, "Christ has died. Christ is risen. Christ will come again" shows us how this Jesus was, is, and is to come, all at the same time. Here in this grand place and over there in that small rustic plainly adorned church, the barriers of time and place melt away whenever we come together in worship. There is no place where that is truer than in the holy eucharist, itself. As at every funeral when we prepare to celebrate holy communion, I remind those in attendance that the church on earth of which we are a part and the church in heaven of which the deceased is now a part, are joined together in the one mystical body of Christ. All barriers of time and space dissolve around this table, as bread is broken and wine is poured and we celebrate the Lord's death yet again until he comes again in great glory.

So it is that we follow our great high priest into this eternal sanctuary, into that greater and more perfect tent, into a building which will not decay or rot or crumble with the ages. For this new place is the holy place, spoken of by the author of Hebrews so long ago. It is that place where the eternal offering of Christ's own blood is made to God for our redemption and salvation. It is that place that the fellowship of faithful believers gathered from the ends of the earth together with the hosts of heaven arrayed in all their splendor, will stand around the throne of the living and eternal God so that they may sing unending hymns of praise to the one whose mercy is everlasting. Amen.

CSS Publishing Company, Inc., Sermons for Sundays after Pentecost (Last Third): The Perfect Sacrifice, by Patrick J. Rooney