Fourth Sunday of Easter, Year
C. Rev. 9:7, 14b-17; John 10:27-30.
AIM: To help the
hearers understand the promise of eternal life, given by Jesus, the good
shepherd.
We have all played the child=s game AMake a wish.@ As children we were taught to make a
wish, for instance, before blowing out the candles on our birthday cakes. I
used to wish for a pony. I never got one, and I have long since stopped
regretting it. A pony would not have brought me the happiness I imagined in my childhood
fantasies.
We all have wishes, some of them
secret, some openly expressed. Some of these desires are down-to-earth: a
fulfilled life, good health, freedom from worry. Other wishes soar higher, and
include the fulfillment of our deepest desires and our greatest dreams.
Whatever our age or circumstances, whatever our temperaments, from childhood to
old age we go on hoping and wishing, whether we are optimists or pessimists,
romantic dreamers or prudent planners.
In the gospel we have just heard Jesus
offer the fulfillment of a wish that people have had since the beginning of
time, yet never attained. AI give them eternal life,@ Jesus says, Aand they shall never perish.@
That is huge. Think what those words
mean. The greatest enemy of every one of us is death. One day, we all know,
will put an end to every wish and every dream. No one really wants to die. When
people say they=d like to die, this is usually because they have become so
old, so ill, or so depressed, that they think life is no longer worth
living.
We=ve all seen bumper stickers that say AHappiness is being a grandparent@, or AAsk me about my grandbaby.@ Ever see a bumper sticker that says AHappiness is being a parent@, or AAsk me about my baby@? Why do people advertise their
grandchildren, but never their children? One reason, surely, is that new
parents are just too busy. Grandparents don=t have the same responsibility. They
can walk away. A deeper reason, however, is that grandchildren nourish our
deepest desire of all: the desire for immortality. As death grows closer,
grandparents can feel that in some way they will live on in those who, but for
them, would never have been born. Grandchildren hold out the promise of
defeating our last and greatest enemy: death.
Jesus Christ promises more. He who
has already defeated death by being raised to a new life beyond death says of
us, his friends: AI give them eternal life, and they shall never perish.@ As long as we are trying to live for
him, death cannot defeat us, any more than it defeated Jesus. For us, as for
him, the grave will be the gateway to a new life, one infinitely more wonderful
than the life we live now.
Jesus connects this tremendous
promise with his role as Agood shepherd.@ We are remote from the pastoral
society in which Jesus lived. So we sentimentalize the figure of the shepherd,
portraying him on holy cards and in stained glass windows as a romantic figure,
cuddling a cute little lamb in his arms. Jesus= hearers knew that a shepherd=s life is hard. He must stay out even in the worst weather, constantly on the
move,
protecting the foolish
and easily frightened sheep from wild animals, thieves, and from their own tendency to wander off
and get into trouble.
Jesus calls himself Athe good shepherd@: the one who never deserts his
flock, who works not for pay, but for love. There is an almost personal bond
between this shepherd and his flock. AMy sheep hear my voice; I know them,
and they follow me. ... No one can take them out of my hand. My Father, who has
given them to me, is greater than all, and no one can take them out of the
Father=s hand. The Father and I are one.@
Jesus, the model shepherd, acts for
God his Father. No one can take from Jesus= hand the sheep whom the Father has
entrusted to him, any more than those sheep can be snatched from the hand of
God, to whom they belong.
With this shepherd we are safe. As
long as we follow him, our final destiny is sure. Today=s second reading describes that
destiny in language of poetic imagery. It is part of the author=s vision of the life and worship of
heaven, originally written to give hope to Christians toward the end of the
first century since Christ=s birth, in the midst of fierce persecution.
To understand what those words might
have meant to those for whom they were first written, try to imagine yourself
hearing them spoken to you as a member of a terrified family in Afghanistan
today, caught between terrorists trying to drive the invaders out of their land
by killing as many foreigners as possible, and American troops trying
desperately to defend themselves as they attempt to bring freedom to a people
too long terrorized and oppressed.
AThe one who sits on the throne will
shelter you. You will not hunger or thirst anymore, nor will the sun or any
heat strike you. For the Lamb who is in the center of the throne will shepherd
you and lead you to springs of life-giving water, and God will wipe away all
tears from your eyes.@
That is poetry, not prose. It is the
author=s attempt to describe, by means of
poetic images, a vision given to him by God. In that vision, and in the image
of Jesus our shepherd who promises us eternal life, we have a faith by which to
live. In that faith we can find, one day, courage to die.
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