John 16:17-33 · The Disciples’ Grief Will Turn to Joy
Whatever became of Kingdomtide?
John 16:17-33
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by Donald B. Strobe
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I wonder whatever became of Kingdomtide.  Kingdomtide used to be listed on the liturgical calendar of the old Methodist, and now United Methodist, Church as the period between Pentecost and Advent.  It began on the last Sunday of August which has traditionally been designated as the “Festival of Christ the King.” During Kingdomtide clergy got to wear green stoles symbolizing the growth of the Kingdom of God in the world.  After all, our Lord did teach us to pray: “Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.” Now the period is called “Sundays after Pentecost” or “Sundays after Trinity.” There are a whole bunch of them, and the last liturgical calendar I consulted gave us the choice of either wearing red or green stoles during this season.  I don’t like to have to make major decisions like that.  I have a minister friend who says that he always wears clerical garb in the pulpit because it saves him from the trauma of having to decide what tie to pick out on a Sunday morning!  I can relate to that.  And I miss Kingdomtide. 

A few years back when I first noticed that Kingdomtide was missing from the Methodist Church Calendar, I began to make inquiries about it.  Nobody was quite sure just where it went.  It just seems to have gotten misplaced somehow.  Further research into the problem led me to the discovery that Kingdomtide was a uniquely American invention, first proposed by the old Federal Council of Churches and later adopted by the National Council of Churches.  It never really “caught on,” except among the people called Methodists who put it into their Book of Worship in 1964.  And they took it out some three decades later.  But why?  Did we take it out in the mistaken notion that the Kingdom of God had arrived, and therefore no longer needs to be proclaimed?  Or did we take it out in response to the pessimism of some recent theologians who taught that if the Kingdom was to come, it would be the sheer gift of God, and not something which we can usher in by our own efforts.  I came to the conclusion that it was probably omitted because we Methodists seemed to be the only ones using it, and there was an understandable desire to bring us more in line with other branches of Christ’s universal Church.  Or perhaps the name of the season became an embarrassment to a church which attempts to be inclusive, smacking of masculine imagery as it does.  I can sympathize with these points of view, but I miss it nevertheless. 

It is understandable why Methodists would latch onto such a period of celebration, for, as it has often been pointed out, Methodists have traditionally been the “doers” of Protestantism.  One theologian suggests that the Methodist patron saint is St. Vitus, whose famous dance seems to characterize many of us.  Other churches produce more saints and theologians, but Methodists have traditionally produced more rabble-rousers; folks who are forever trying to fix the world, to change it to conform more closely to what God had in mind for it.  A historian named Charles W.  Ferguson wrote a book a few years back about American Methodism and titled it, “Organizing to Beat the Devil.” Methodists are the Doers of Protestantism, par excellence.  This hasn’t gained many friends for Methodism over the years, that is for sure.  This is because most of the world doesn’t want to be changed, doesn’t want to be transformed.  Most of the world simply wants to be left alone, and any Christian church or individual who takes on the task of challenging the status quo is bound to have a hard time of it.  One record of the early Methodist movement goes as follows: “In 1749 William Steward was first blinded, and then killed by a Welsh mob, the first but not the last Methodist martyr.  Many of the preachers were pelted, beaten, stamped on, kicked, stripped, thrown into ponds, dragged along the ground by their hair, drenched with water from fire-hoses, gored by bulls, tarred and feathered.” I speak of Methodists because that is my tradition, but I am sure that such experiences could be recited by almost every other Christian denomination. 

Over the years Christians who have tried to make this a better world have been accused of all sorts of things from being pro-Communist to disciples of the Devil himself.  (I have always wondered why some people want to give the “Communists” credit for good things like peace, justice, human rights, etc.) Now that Communism seems to be on the wane, the shibboleth usually hurled at those who challenge the status quo today is “liberal,” and I can’t for the life of me find out why “liberal” should be a dirty word.  The dictionary definition of “liberal” is: “Not limited to or by established, traditional, orthodox, or authoritarian attitudes, views, or dogmas; free from bigotry.  Favoring proposals for reform, open to new ideas for progress, and tolerant of the ideas and behavior of others; broad-minded.  Tending to give freely; generous.” Sounds like a pretty good definition of an ordinary garden-variety Christian to me!   But those who try to tinker with the world and to eradicate the world’s evils are often persecuted and have had to endure epithets shouted at them.  During the Red-scare period of U.S.  History Methodist evangelist E.  Stanley Jones who himself was often the target for such abuse, said: “Breathes there a preacher with soul so dead/he hasn’t yet been called a red?” Anyone who tries to change the world, to make it conform more closely to the Kingdom of God is bound to run into opposition.  Why should we expect otherwise, for our Lord told us plainly in John 16:33: “In the world you face persecution.  But take courage; I have conquered the world!”

“In the world you face persecution,” says Jesus in the New Revised Standard Version.  Most of us are more familiar with the older translations which say, “in the world you will have tribulation.” Most of us can say “amen!” to that.  The Greek word is thlipsin which literally means “affliction.” It is not hard for any of us to admit that our world seems to be filled with human suffering.  All of us have experienced suffering and affliction and tribulation in one sort or another.  But in this context the word means something much deeper.  Jesus used the analogy of a mother giving birth: the suffering which she endures but which is later forgotten as she rejoices in the joy of a new life come into the world.  There is suffering and trauma now, but there will be joy later at the new life given.  In the light of everything else Jesus has just said in the sixteenth chapter of John, we note that Jesus is here specifically referring to the suffering and persecution which His disciples will experience at the hands of an unbelieving world as they seek to live out their loyalty to the Kingdom of God in the kingdoms of this earth.  The Greek word here is kosmos, from which we get our English word which sounds the same.  In the Fourth Gospel, “kosmos” refers to human society as it is structured in opposition to the will of God as revealed in Jesus Christ.  “The world” means all of the organizations and attitudes in our world, be they sacred or secular, which stand in opposition to God’s will.  The sufferings which Christians are to experience come about because of their resistance to organizations and attitudes which are ungodly, and the resistance of these same organizations and attitudes toward anything which would change them. 

The tribulation of which Jesus speaks is related to His earlier words about “taking up a cross” and following Him.  We have some very strange notions of what it means to “carry the cross,” don’t we?  We say, “I guess it is just my cross to bear,” and we may be referring to anything from headaches to hang-nails.  However, Jesus was not talking about “the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune” which come to everyone.  Carrying the cross does not mean the sicknesses and problems which all of God’s children have to bear sooner or later.  These things are not “crosses” in the New Testament sense.  You see, the cross is not something you are drafted into and therefore cannot possibly avoid; rather, the cross is something which you take up even though you do not have to do so, for Jesus’ sake.  It means “going the extra mile,” “loving those who do not love you,” and “choosing to serve God rather than other human authorities.” In this passage from John’s Gospel the cross comes about because of the collision of two forces: the “world,” and the kingdom of God which is breaking into this world in the persons of those first disciples. 

Over the centuries Christians have had problems with their relationship to what is called “the world.” There have been periods in church history when the world so swallowed up the church that the two seemed virtually indistinguishable.  This has usually happened when the Church has sold its soul to the State for a share of the state’s power over people.  Whenever there has been a “State Church,” true Christianity has seemed to suffer.  At the other extreme, sometimes Christians have come to believe that the world is so evil and unredeemed and unredeemable, that their only choice has been to withdraw from it and let the world go to hell in its own way, while the church tends its own spiritual garden on a mountain-top somewhere, its skirts politely lifted so as not to become contaminated by contact with the world.  When this happens, the church becomes sort of a rescue station which periodically dips down into the world to pluck out someone and yank that person out of the world and into the church.  In this case, the church seems to have forgotten the prayer of its Lord in the Upper Room: “I have given them your word, and the world has hated them because they do not belong to the world, just as I do not belong to the world.  I am not asking you to take them out of the world, but I ask you to protect them from the evil one.” (John 17:14-15)

Because the world at times appears to be so intrinsically evil and filled with sin some Christian groups have reacted violently against anything and everything they deem to be worldly: such things often include movies, make-up, card-playing, theatre-going, dancing, and even automobiles, buttons and zippers!  In the early part of this century the “Discipline” (rule-book) of the Methodist Church forbade dancing.  I once heard of a lady who asked her bishop, “Can Methodists dance?” To which the bishop, with a twinkle in his eye, replied, “Well, some can, and some can’t.” I also heard the story of an irate British Christian who was upset because she had read in the London Times that Queen Victoria had gone boating on the Thames on Sunday.  Her pastor, trying to mollify her, said, “I imagine that Jesus and the disciples were often out on the Sea of Galilee on the Sabbath.” To which the woman replied, “Pastor, two wrongs do not make a right!” To many of us this whole approach seems to be majoring on minor issues, what Jesus referred to as “straining out a gnat and swallowing a camel.” I must confess that I have a hard time taking television evangelists seriously when I hear them preach against “worldliness” and then leave the television studio, check their Rolex watches, get into their huge limousines to go home to their million-dollar palatial residences, complete with servants and swimming pool!  When criticized for their extravagant lifestyle, they often reply, “God goes first class!” Perhaps so, but I do not recall anywhere in the Bible where it is said that God’s servants are supposed to do the same.  These individuals seem somehow to have gotten themselves confused with God!  Parenthetically, we might note that Jesus did not go “first class.” He went the way of the cross, and invited others to follow Him. 

I have a hunch that, Biblically speaking, “worldliness” does not refer so much to minor moral issues such as dancing, card-playing, movie-going, etc., but rather to accepting those systems in our society which perpetuate hunger and hatred and war.  Worldliness means selling out to the world to the extent that one gets one’s marching orders from the Pentagon rather than from the Prophets or from the Prince of Peace.  Worldliness refers to putting one’s faith in the piling up of nuclear warheads, so that it becomes possible to name a nuclear submarine the “Corpus Christi” which the namers probably didn’t even realize meant “The Body of Christ.” You may not agree, but to me, that is worldliness at its worst!  And if we, as Christians, challenge those entrenched systems in our society which perpetuate hunger and homeliness and hatred, then we are bound to be persecuted for our efforts.  “In the world you will face persecution,” said our Lord, and two thousand years of Christian history have proven Him right!  Harry Emerson Fosdick once said that the world persecutes two kinds of people: those who live below the ethical standards of society and those who dare to live above them.  On Calvary there were three crosses: two contained robbers and violent revolutionaries; the third contained a Person who proclaimed a totally different kind of revolution: a revolution of love.  The Mamertine Prison in Rome contained many sordid criminals from Roman society; but it also contained the apostle Paul who was put there for daring to proclaim that Jesus Christ is Lord - even over Caesar!  In the Birmingham, Alabama jail in the 1960’s there were murderers, thugs, and criminals, but also Martin Luther King, who dared to proclaim the oneness of humanity.  The cross, therefore, is not simply an ornament to wear around our necks; though I believe there is nothing wrong in doing so.  It is rather an attitude which we carry in our hearts: a willingness to put our lives on the line for others, and ultimately for Christ, our living Lord. 

Someone once said that Jesus promised His followers only three things: that they would be “absurdly happy, completely fearless, and in constant trouble.” Sometimes I worry about the fact that I get into very little trouble because of my feeble attempts to follow Christ.  Oh, once in awhile I get a nasty letter from someone who takes issue with something I said or they thought that I said from the pulpit or in my periodic Letters to the Editor.   When I get these, I am helped by words of an early frontier Methodist Bishop by the name of William McKendree who said that he never let criticisms of his sermons bother him on the principle that “a hit dog hollers.” (Ferguson, op.  cit., p.  85) Yes, I have gotten letters, but I do not believe that I have ever suffered real persecution for anything I have done or said as a disciple of Christ.  Have you?  Does that ever trouble you?  That you don’t get into more trouble, I mean?  I recall that our Lord said that the time to worry about our souls is when everybody is saying nice things about us.  I am always haunted by the poster which appeared in many churches a few years ago which asked the question, “If you were arrested today for being a Christian, what evidence could be brought against you?”

At the Second Assembly of the World Council of Churches in Evanston in 1954, Methodist Bishop G.  Bromley Oxnam found himself rubbing shoulders with Christians from around the world, many of whom bore visible scars of their suffering for their faith at the hands of either the Nazis or the Communists.  They had been imprisoned, beaten, and tortured under oppressive regimes for their faithfulness to Christ.  At that occasion he preached a sermon which resonates with all of us, I think.  In that powerful sermon, he said:

In deep humility I must confess that my faith has cost me nothing. 

Nothing!  I have never suffered for the faith.  I have never been hungry.  I have not been in prison.  I have never had a stone thrown at me.  I have not been persecuted.  my faith has cost me nothing.  I was born in a free land and possess a freedom won for me by my fathers.  I have inherited a faith for which others died.  I have read of faggots and of lash for the goodly company of martyrs.  But for me it has been too much a matter of appropriating the benefits of Calvary rather than sharing in Calvary that the world might be redeemed.  I bow in respectful homage before my colleagues in this presence who know the meaning of prison cell, of fetters, of hunger.  So must we all, I think.  His words come to close too most of us for comfort. 

“In the world you will face persecution,” said our Lord.  “But take courage; I have conquered the world!”  Imagine!  Jesus is admonishing us to be cheerful in the face of tribulation.  How can that be?  We would dismiss His words in a minute as ridiculous optimism except that he backed up His words with His life.  Thomas Carlyle used to say that the chirpy optimism of Emerson maddened him.  He seemed, he said, like a man standing himself well out of the least touch of the spray, throwing chatty observations on the beauty of the weather to some poor soul struggling for his life against huge waves which were overwhelming him.  As Shakespeare said, it is not difficult for any of us to bear somebody else’s toothache.  But when one’s own jaw is throbbing, that’s another story.  We listen to Christ when he says such words for he speaks from within the very shadow of the cross, where He backed up His words with His life.  And he says, “Take courage!” We may not want to listen to Him, but we cannot challenge His right to speak.  He knew suffering as no one else had ever known suffering.  He was, as the prophet Isaiah said, “a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief.” And yet, the main criticism that His enemies had of Him was that he always seemed to be having much too good a time to be a holy man!  He carried Himself with the air of One who enjoyed God’s world fully and trusted in God’s promises completely. 

G.A.  Studdert-Kennedy, that famous chaplain-poet of the First World War once wrote a poem which began:

Our padre was a solemn bloke;

We called ‘im Dismal Jim...

But nobody ever called our Lord “Dismal Jesus.” Outrageous Jesus, perhaps.  Scandalous Jesus, certainly.  Revolutionary Jesus, maybe.  But never dismal Jesus.  The picture of Him which we get in the Gospels is of a Man whose very presence at a party made Him a favorite guest.  Little children instinctively loved Him, and children do not ordinarily take to a grouch.  Therefore I cannot for the life of me understand the gloomy picture that some people want to paint of our Lord, as the sort of person who would bring his wet blanket to every party.  In one of his Chicago Poems Carl Sandburg said of Jesus: “(He) had a way of talking soft and outside of a few bankers and higher-ups among the con men of Jerusalem everybody liked to have this Jesus around because he never made any fake passes and everything he said went and he helped the sick and gave the people hope...  This Jesus was good to look at, smelled good, listened good.  He threw out something fresh and beautiful from the skin of his body and the touch of his hands wherever he passed along.” And then, because his poem was addressed to a contemporary religious huckster who was holding revivals and raking in big money, Sandburg said, “I ask you to come through and show me where you’re pouring out the blood of your life.”

After all, isn’t this the paradox of Jesus?  He said that the only way to find true life is by losing your life.  The only way to find life pouring into you was to allow your life to be poured out for others.  “In the world you face persecution.  But take courage; I have conquered the world!” He said.  But how so?  The world doesn’t look very much like it has been conquered by Christ.  Sin and evil still seem to rule the roost pretty much, judging by the morning papers.  But, as theologian Karl Barth used to say, the Christian is called to face the world with the daily paper in one hand and the Bible in the other.  Against all of the monstrous evils of our world we must place the good news of Jesus: “I have conquered the world!” The world did its worst to Him, but its worst was not bad enough to stop Him.  Let the scholars debate whether the author of the Fourth Gospel was reading words back into the lips of Jesus from the perspective of Easter; what we cannot deny is that if it were not for Easter there would have been no Gospel for him to write.  The culmination of the Good News of the Gospel is that Jesus Himself has met and conquered the absolute worst the world could throw at Him, even death itself, and has risen victorious!  As J.B. Phillips once wrote in a delightful little fantasy called “The Visited Planet”: “They killed Him, all right.  But He conquered death.  The thing most of them dread and fear all of their lives He broke and conquered.  He rose again, and a few of them saw Him, and from then on became His utterly devoted slaves.”

That is the essence of the Christian Gospel.  The earliest Christian creed says, simply, “Jesus is Lord.” Caesar is not.  Christ is.  This is not something we simply accept without any evidence to back it up.  We proclaim the victory of a Divine Love which has descended into every hell where evil reaches its utmost limits...and rises victorious!  Have you ever stopped to think that every single factor which ought to make us want to deny the goodness of God was present at Calvary?  There was the suffering of the innocent, the torture of the good, the agony of meaningless pain, the loneliness of abandoned love, the silence of God.  All were there.  When the curtain came down on that first Good Friday it seemed that the enemies of Jesus had won.  But the third day came!  And you and I are children of the Third Day.  We share the Easter promise.  Christ is Victor. 

Harvard theologian Harvey Cox would have us picture the situation in the world in this way: it is as though we were living in some small republic somewhere where a dictator has been in power for many years.  Suddenly there is a popular uprising, and the dictator is overthrown.  He leaves the country in a hurry, probably going to Switzerland to become reunited with his money!  The new revolutionary government has taken over the presidential palace but the new and victorious leader has not yet appeared on the balcony for the public to see.  However, the new order has taken over the radio station and is broadcasting the following message to the populace: “Lay down your arms.  The old order is no more.  Give your loyalty to the new.” The people wonder: Can they trust this good news?  Can they bet their lives that the old order has gone and that the new order has come into power?  It is literally a life-or-death decision. 

That’s the situation in our world, according to the New Testament.  The old order of evil is on its way out; its leader has already been deposed.  “I watched Satan fall from heaven like a flash of lightning.” (Luke 10:18) said Jesus, in a strange verse whose full implications we have not yet fully explored.  The old ruler of this world has been deposed, but the new revolutionary Ruler has not yet made an appearance on the balcony.  But the new order has taken over the radio station (which is the Church), and it has a thrilling message to get out to the world: “Jesus is Lord.” You can stop serving other lords and give your allegiance to One who has conquered the three traditional enemies of humankind: sin, death, and the devil.  Because of Christ, Because of Christmas, and Good Friday, and Easter Sunday, there is really nothing left to fear.  “In the world you face persecution.  But take courage; I have conquered the world!”  One wonders when we, who call ourselves by the name of the risen and victorious Christ are going to get the message.  And when are we going to get busy getting the message out?  Yes, I miss Kingdomtide.  But I can still stand up and sing in any season:

Lead on, O King eternal, The day of march has come;

Henceforth in fields of conquest thy tents shall be our home. 

Lead on, O King eternal, till sin’s fierce wars shall

cease, and holiness shall whisper The sweet amen of peace. 

Lead on, O King eternal, we follow not with fears,

for gladness breaks like morning Where’er thy face appears. 

The cross is lifted o’er us, we journey in its light; the crown awaits the conquest; lead on, O God of might. 

Dynamic Preaching, Collected Words, by Donald B. Strobe