Bells
of Advent – Good News!
Zephaniah
3:14-20; Philippians 4:4-7; Luke 3:7-18
December
14, 2003
INTRODUCTION
TO THIRD SUNDAY OF ADVENT
We’ve
been “ringing bells” all during Advent
Bells to wake us up
Bells to clear the way > warn us to make way for something important
And today we ring bells for good news
STORY
OF HOW
ST.
FRANCIS TAUGHT PEOPLE OF GUBBIO TO
FEED THEIR WOLF
There
is an
old Italian legend about Good News—or, it’s supposed to be good news
Not
everyone sees it that way > but you can decide for yourself.
Here’s
what happened.
Once upon a time in town in
Italy
called Gubbio
> a problem developed
Human remains began showing up streets of their beautiful city
Closer inspection revealed it to be some of their own citizens >
people they knew
They mysteriously appeared in morning when people went to get morning
newspaper
Now, Gubbionites are very proud people,
They knew none of them could be committing such atrocious crimes
“A stranger” passing
thru must be responsible party
Nevertheless > they began to lock their doors at night
Horrible crimes continued > and they continued to cry “No Gubbionite
would ever do this!”
Then one night someone saw wolf wandering streets after doors locked
and all in bed
Next morning buzz at café is about wolf that lives in dark woods on
north side of town
Wolf must be guilty, but it is not their
wolf because they did not invite it to live there
So set up committee to decide how to get rid of wicked wolf [must be
Presbyterians]
None of their ideas worked > people got desperate > went to “holy
man of
Assisi
”
His name was Francis [became Saint] > had reputation for being able
to talk to animals
He agreed to meet with wolf > returned with strange and somewhat
unwelcome advice
“I have good news for you! “All
you have to do is feed your wolf”
When you feed wolf > no longer devour your people.”
[funny how Francis called it “their wolf”
even though they never claimed it]
At first > people not impressed with his report > wondered
why they ever asked
However > first one and then another began to leave a little food
out for wolf
Wasn’t long before he prowled streets at night > eating their
food, not their people
The violent deaths stopped
It wasn’t long before every man, woman and
child learned how to “feed their wolf”
Amazingly, miraculously, people of Gubbio
became transformed
They became more easy-going, less arrogant, more
humane
In a word > they began to be “human”
That’s
the end of the story
REACTIONS
TO STORY
Reactions
to this legend tend to fall in two categories > listeners either love it or
hate it
Ones who love it immediately recognize themselves
Eyes twinkle as they identify with citizens of Gubbio
Say “oooo” knowing their
own tendencies to be proud and haughty
Smile >
remember how they have wanted to blame “strangers” when things go wrong
Laugh at Gubbionites knowing they
themselves find healing when they confront own wolves
Those who love this story know it’s abut negative aspects of
themselves, community, church
Those who hate it, on other hand, just don’t get it
Terribly offended by any notion that they have a negative side
Bothered by suggestion that they are to incorporate rather than exclude
their “wolf” side
Won’t even consider invitation to befriend and feed that which they
fear most in themselves
They miss the opportunity to come to new and healthier understanding of
self and other
RELATION
OF STORY TO THIRD SUNDAY IN ADVENT
On
this third Sunday of Advent >
Scripture asks us to consider advice equally as strange as St. Francis’
to Gubbionites
Paul tells the good people at Phillips to “Rejoice in the Lord always
. . .”
And Zephaniah’s message is “Rejoice and exult with all your heart.”
Their messages are what we want to hear in this season
Getting ready for Christmas is supposed to be about good cheer and
happiness > all that
But when we hear the gospel lesson > we hear echoes of Francis’
own words
“Even now the axe is lying at the root of the trees;
every tree therefore that does not bear
fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.’
We’ve grown to expect that from John, of course
“hellfire and brimstone” is the name we
give to his kind of preaching
On
this third Sunday of Advent
We remember that God does not wear red velvet suit and travel in sleigh
full of toys
God comes to us in Jesus, Emmanuel, God with us, One
who asks only that we turn and follow
That’s the hard part about reading the Bible
Instead of hearing we will find “joy” by thinking positively
Or “Don’t worry, be happy no matter what happens
John tells us the good news
“Joy” is what happens when we respond to what God asks of us
when we repent > have a change of heart
when we turn from happiness of getting into
joy of giving
Gospel want to release us from false joy of popping another pill >
turning up headsets
Real joy is what happens when we confront the “wolf” in us
Face what keeps us unhappy, and turn toward God’s redeeming love
GOOD
NEWS!
Barry
Robinson* tells a different kind of story about good news
He tells about the time he played in his high school band
I don’t know what it’s like to be part of a band > I never
played in one myself
But in THIS band the number one rule was KEEP YOUR INSTRUMENT CLEAN
The worst thing that could happen was be caught not taking proper care
of your instrument
Out of tune trombone or a broken reed in a clarinet were dead giveaways
Well, one day the band director, Mr. McRae, caught a kid breaking the
number one rule
Mr. McRae could tell by end of first measure that
Norman
’s trumpet was out
of tune
“
Norman
, what’s wrong?
Please slide your tuning valve.”
Norman
tried, but it
wouldn’t slide, because it was stuck
Everybody knew why it was stuck >
Norman
had not oiled his
valves
So, when Mr. McRae cut everybody off > stopped the song in mid note
> everyone knew
They all knew what was wrong > and they knew Mr. McRae knew what was
wrong
And they could by
Norman
’s face that he
knew Mr. McRae knew > guilt written all over
As Barry Robinson relates the story > silence took the place of the
music
Norman
had a bit of a
stupid look on his face > looked Mr. McRae straight in the eye
“Sir, I forgot to oil my trumpet this week.
It was very stupid of me. I’m very sorry.
Please forgive me.”
Barry said
Norman
was so cool that
butter would not have melted on his tongue
Mr. McRae had been around Barry’s high school as long as Dan has been
around Memorial
He had developed some expertise in catching students read-handed
He had seen it all and heard it all > so he thought
But he’d never heard a confession like that one
he just sat there on his stool > too
stunned to speak
finally he turned away from
Norman
and looked at the
rest of the class
with half a grin on his face
“How do you get mad at somebody who says something like that?”
God
is just like Mr. McRae
There is no way God can get mad at us when we repent:
“I did it (or I didn’t do it).
It was very stupid of me. I’m
very sorry. Please forgive me.”
That’s
Good News, folks! Ring that bell!
*
From http://www.rockies.net/