Sunday, April 1, 2018

“Prophets and Martyrs”      Easter, April 1, 2018   Dr. Roger Ray, pastor                  
“It is still one of the tragedies of human history that the ‘children of darkness’ are frequently more determined and zealous than the ‘children of light’.” MLK

To mention a 50th anniversary usually is cause for celebration but fifty years ago, in 1968, our country, if you can believe it, was more turbulent than we are now. We have reasons for memorial on this 50th anniversary.  Two weeks ago, on March 16th, we marked the 50th anniversary of the My Lai massacre in which US soldiers, raped, mutilated and murdered more than 500 unarmed Vietnamese and they would have killed more but for the courageous actions of a helicopter pilot, Hugh Thompson, who saw the bodies, realized what was happening and set his helicopter down in a position to defend what few villagers were still alive.

 On Wednesday of this week, we will mark the 50th anniversary of the murder of Martin Luther King, Jr. in Memphis, TN. And later this summer we will arrive at the 50th anniversary of the murder of Robert Kennedy, on June 5th.

 We knew about King and Kennedy the moment they were killed. We wouldn’t find out about My Lai for more than a year because of a government cover up of the incident. I bring these things up on Easter, not so much to avoid the traditional resurrection narrative talked about on this holiday as to try to go more to the core of it.
The first of the four canonical gospels to be written was Mark. We have no idea how historical his account is in any of its details but, as ancient literature, it is an amazing piece containing powerful character studies. We think that Mark wrote the passion narrative the way that he did in order to inspire the early church to follow the example of Jesus, quite literally, to martyrdom.

It is the plight of prophets who refuse to be frightened, very often, to be made into martyrs. Mark may have actually created the evil character of Judas to represent  the entire nation of Judah that turned on Jesus. Mark shows us a Jesus who is dishonestly accused by his own religious authorities, then falsely condemned to death by his government, and then denied and abandoned, even by his best friends, and yet he finds the courage to stay true to his message, even though it cost him his life.

I think that it vitally important to note that Mark’s gospel does not end with any reported sightings of the resurrected Jesus. It was a generation later when Matthew, Luke, and John recorded physical sightings of the risen Christ for a much more literal audience, but Mark artfully suggests that even though he was killed that his disciples will see him again in the Galilee as they carry on his message and work.

I think that Matthew, Luke, and John take away from the Easter story rather than adding to it. Martyrs die. That’s what makes you a martyr. If you are certain of coming back to life three days later…. And we all know it was two anyway…. The distance between the Good Friday crucifixion and the Easter morning resurrection isn’t even quite two days…. But who am I to quibble about details?

No matter how much Evangelicals try to hammer at their narrative of Jesus dying for our sins, according to their story, he was only dead for a day and a half and then was resurrected. That’s not death, that’s an ordeal.

Martin Luther King, Jr. was a martyr. King was only 34 years old when he wrote the Letter from a Birmingham Jail that we read this morning and he was already an internationally known Civil Rights organizer. He was only 39 when he died. He was only 29 years old when his house was bombed by white supremacists. He had every reason to believe that he would be killed and yet he refused to live in fear.

That doesn’t mean that he wasn’t afraid. It doesn’t even mean that he didn’t cancel some events and appearances because he was afraid. He wasn’t stupid. He knew that an assassin would find him. He just didn’t know that it would be on April 4, 1968 at the Lorraine Hotel in Memphis.

At an astonishingly young age, he became a prophet. He was able to see through the inertia of the status quo, he was able to masterfully articulate the sins of our white dominated society, and to meaningfully point in the direction of moral change. But he was constantly threatened with violence and he insisted that he and those who followed him would be willing to pay the price for the change they wanted to see in their own flesh.

He was smart. He knew that the advent of Television news was his ally. He knew  that America’s great sin of segregation went on because most white people avoided looking at it or thinking about it. He spent time in training demonstrators to kneel even when police dogs were sinking their teeth into them. He insisted that they be willing to be struck without hitting back.
That made Malcom X crazy with anger, seeing black men and women being beaten without ever fighting back but King knew what he was doing. He knew that when the world, through the TV cameras, saw them suffering the abuses of the police, the National Guard, and local KKK sympathizers, that the white majority wouldn’t be able to stomach it. As he explained in his letter from the Birmingham jail, “we would present our very bodies as a means of laying our case before the conscience of the local and the national community.”

If you are not willing to risk your own safety, if you are not aware that martyrdom is always a possibility, then you need to give up on any hope that you might become a prophet.

When President Johnson announced that he would not run for re-election, he opened the field for a Democratic candidate to run against the fiercely anti-communist, pro-war, Republican candidate, Richard Nixon. Bobby Kennedy had, I would say, largely after his brother, John Kennedy’s assassination realized  that the Civil Rights movement and the protests against the Vietnam War both needed to be heard and incorporated into the next President’s administration.

He had been serving in his brother’s administration when John Kennedy was murdered. He knew that he was representing a much more radical candidacy for change in America, so I am sure he knew that martyrdom was likely for him as well but that doesn’t make it something to be dismissed. We need to think about it, we need to honor his memory, and we need to know that any serious challenge to the status quo always has some assassin brooding on the side of keeping things the way that they are.

I have lately had an exchange with one of our listeners who mused about his own service in Vietnam saying, “I arrived in Vietnam later in 1968 and, …. Of course, had nothing to do with My Lai. But I cannot help but wonder what I would have done if by “fate or chance” things had been different and I had been there. I was about as young and naïve as most of the rank and file soldiers who participated at My Lai. I, also, had been trained in the art. I like to think that had I been there, I would have refused to participate. But there is no way that one can ever be absolutely sure.”

In some ways we can look back on My Lai as a story that revolves around two  characters: Lt. William Calley, who ordered the massacre, and the pilot, Hugh Thompson, who stopped it and flew many of the wounded out to receive medical care.

But that is, of course, a bit too simple. Calley gave the order to wipe out a village where there was no enemy resistance but a whole lot of soldiers, under the stress of war. . . young men who had lost friends in battle, took out their fear and rage on innocent civilians, raping and murdering hundreds.

Even though Hugh Thompson stopped the attack, he is not the one who sought to press charges against Lt. Calley. A military reporter who had not actually witnessed the massacre, heard about it, investigated the details and a year later, wrote a letter to President Nixon and to thirty members of Congress and several Pentegon officials. The letter was leaked, published in Time Magazine and that kicked off the investigation. Calley was put on trial and convicted of murder and sentenced to 40 years in prison.

But the American people wouldn’t stand for it. The public felt that he was being scape-goated and that rape and murder of women and children was just a part of war. Calley served three days in prison…. Three days… and was released. How is that for an Easter story?

There is an urban legend that cropped up more than a decade after the war that claimed that returning Vets were spat upon and called “baby killers” but there are no news stories about such things from the Vietnam era. It is a story that has been told and repeated until it has become a fact in some people’s minds. But what is a fact is that someone who was a baby killer…. Who killed hundreds of babies, came home, was put on trial, found guilty, and promptly released faster than a green banana will ripen on a kitchen counter top.

The mood in America was not primarily in the form of disdain for baby killers. The mood was to tell blacks to stay in segregated schools, to overlook war crimes, and to blame the poor for being poor. Hugh Thompson risked his life to stop the killing. Martin Luther King, Jr. and Bobby Kennedy sacrificed their lives to change the world towards justice.

But my friend’s question is what hangs over this Easter for me. If I had been there, what would I have done? We are used to being asked, in church, what we would have done had we been in the place of Peter the night that Jesus was arrested, but the more important question might be, what did you do when Lt. Calley was released? Most of us know the answer to that one and the answer to that might tell us what we would have done the night Jesus was arrested.
Martin Luther King, Jr. said, “It is still one of the tragedies of human history that the ‘children of darkness’ are frequently more determined and zealous than the ‘children of light’.” It has been my sad observation through the years, that when an ethical issue explodes within a church or a denomination, persons of conscience step back and quietly brood, while the most dishonest, evil, and vicious people step forward and take charge. The “children of darkness” always seem ready to go to battle for all of the wrong reasons while the “children of light” form a study committee and hold discussions. That has to be changed.

One of my favorite King quotes is: So often the church in our struggle had been a taillight, instead of a headlight.  Folks, what I am asking of you today is to turn that around. We don’t come to church to rehearse the stories about what Jesus did, or even just to remember prophets and martyrs like King, Gandhi, Oscar Romero, and the Kennedys. We remember their stories to inspire one another to be more like them.


But this morning, Edward Snowden is still in exile in Russia, not because he illegally spied on millions of Americans but because he revealed to millions of Americans that our government was illegally spying on us. Sargent Chelsea Manning was an intelligence officer who, in 2010 saw footage of American soldiers murdering a journalist and several civilians in Iraq and then desecrating the bodies. She reported the incident to her commanding officers who refused to do anything about it. Having no other conscionable option, he leaked the news.

Unlike in the My Lai massacre, the perpetrators of the war crimes were never charged or tried, or even demoted.

 

Manning, however, was tortured in a military jail for a year and kept in prison for another six years until finally being pardoned by President Obama. So, over the past 50 years, have we gotten better or worse?

 

I have lately been reading sociologists who say that our schools are more segregated now than they were in the 1950’s and 60’s. Now the segregation is more economic than racial, but wasn’t racism really always about money?

 

On this Easter Sunday we respectfully remember the sacrifices of prophets and martyrs and we reflect on whether or not we are on their side.

I love this picture from a Hitler speech when thousands were cheering Hitler on and this one guy clearly isn’t buying it. We are living in turbulent times. The political leaders of China and Russia have fixed their constitutions and rigged their elections to stay in power as dictators. I fear that the same looms over the west. So now is our time to be that guy. Courage my friends.