There were many times when, living in Montana, we had the opportunity to hike in the glorious Glacier National Park and witness those “beauties which pierce like swords or burn like cold iron.” If I tried to put into words what it is like to hike the ridges along Logan’s Pass, or to watch the many cascading waterfalls at Avalanche Lake, I would fall woefully short. You just need to go, see for yourself, and take off your shoes in deference to the holiness of the place.
Agur, writing at the end of the book of Proverbs, mentions four things that, for him, had the same sort of effect. He writes:
Three things are too wonderful for me; four I do not understand: the way of an eagle in the sky, the way of a serpent on a rock, the way of a ship on the high seas, and the way of a man with a virgin.
Without suggesting at all that Agur missed something, I would add my own fifth thing that is “too wonderful for me” that “I do not understand”: and that it the process of birth.
Think about it: who is not fascinated by birth? We’re talking about new life coming into existence. Every time Kristie was pregnant with our kids, I could not get over the thought that God used our love to bring into existence these souls, these little images of God who will exist forever. I still can’t get over it.
Not only is birth wonderful and full of unspeakable mysteries, but let’s face it: it’s messy. Just because it’s beautiful, doesn’t mean it’s clean and tidy. It’s anything but.
Now, there are some parents who, fascinated as they are with the birthing process, want to video-tape the delivery of their child. If any of you are out there, more power to you. That’s just not me. To me, the moment is holy and not conducive to the use of that kind of technology. It’s the kind of thing that’s better remembered than recorded. Not only would I be uncomfortable watching my own wife’s delivery, I would be uncomfortable watching any other wife’s delivery, even if the woman’s identify was unknown to me(as, for instance, in those videos that they show to prospective dads in childbirth classes). I wouldn’t want to record my own wife’s holy moment, and I simply wouldn’t want to peek in on anyone else’s holy moment either.
Now, with animals, that’s a different story. My family is getting a Beagle puppy soon; and on YouTube recently I watched a short video of a Beagle momma giving birth to her pups. Absolutely fascinating. Beautiful. But, at the same time, it was messy.
Not only is the process of birth beautiful and mysterious, and messy, but there is this interesting feature about it: when you tinker with the process, it can get downright ugly. As our technological prowess grows, so too does the temptation grow to tinker with the mysteries of conception and birth through eugenics, genetic engineering, inbreeding, and cloning. Modern man is trying desperately to create the “ideal man” through this kind of tinkering: for some, the ideal of family planning is to pick out, ahead of time, your child’s eye and hair color, build, IQ level, the works. Such attempts to break into the mysteries of God’s universe will, invariably, produce not happy, ideal men, but rather more misery.
Here’s the thing about birth, then: every time something is born, whether a new tree shoot, or new puppy, or new divine-image-bearing human, we are reminded over and over again that our origin is not in ourselves, but in Someone far greater than ourselves. Every birth is a signpost, pointing to the fact that God is the Creator and Sustainer of all life. Every single birth disproves the claims of atheists and other mockers. If you want a simple, straightforward case to make against an atheist, simply point out a birth in progress and say, “there, fool: now try to tell me there is no God.”
The Psalm we recited earlier is all about birth: it mentions birth three times. But like birth itself, Psalm 87 is a bit messy—inspired, yes, but messy nonetheless. At least in the English translation, it comes across as a bit incoherent; the poetry seems a bit clumsy, like that new baby deer that is trying to stand up on its own legs too soon. Even in the Hebrew, the sentences are incomplete, and the transitions from one line to another are awkward. It doesn’t have the elegance of a, say, Psalm 23. Go ahead and take a look at it again (on page 382 of the Prayer Book):
Her foundations are upon the holy hills: * the LORD
loveth the gates of Sion more than all the dwellings
of Jacob.
Very excellent things are spoken of thee, * thou city of God.
I will make mention of Egypt and Babylon, * among
them that know me.
Behold, Philistia also; and Tyre, with Ethiopia; * lo,
in Sion were they born.
Yea, of Sion it shall be reported, this one and that one
were born in her; * and the Most High shall stablish her.
The LORD shall record it, when he writeth up the
peoples; * lo, in Sion were they born.
The singers also and trumpeters shall make answer: *
All my fresh springs are in thee.
Wonderful words, of course, but it’s simply not the most elegant Psalm. It’s the kind that Bible commentators complain about. But again, it’s like birth itself: full of wonders, but not need and tidy.
So what is the Psalmist talking about? First of all, understand that this is not one of David’s Psalms; this one was written much later, after the Temple of Solomon was destroyed and the people of Judah were exiled in Babylon. Some of the people of Judah returned to Jerusalem and rebuilt the Temple, but many, many other Jews remained scattered throughout the world.
This scattering of the Jews, called the Diaspora, was part of God’s surprising plan to bring in the nations to his fold. What happened is that the Jews settled in cities all over the Babylonian, and then Persian, Empires, and continued to worship God in their distinctive ways. As a result, many pagans in other nations converted, and began worshiping the one, true God.
What this Psalm is celebrating is this: that many peoples from nations that used to be Israel’s enemies—they are now in God’s fold. The Psalmist mentions a few of these formerly hostile peoples: Egypt, Babylon, Philistia, Tyre, Ethiopia. All of them are represented, and are now making the pilgrimage to Jerusalem to celebrate the major feasts, just like any good Jew would have made a pilgrimage.
How did this happen? How on earth did idolatrous pagans from hostile nations decide to flock to Jerusalem to celebrate things like Passover? One word sums it up: they were re-born. As the Psalmist says in verse 4, and then repeats it in verse 6: “In Sion they were born.” Sure, their place of physical birth might have been Egypt or Babylon, but as far as God reckons things, they were born in Jerusalem, and are therefore given the full rights as citizens in God’s holy city.
We’ve all heard stories about how people from other countries like Mexico or Cuba do extraordinary things to become citizens of the United States, or to give their children that opportunity. Pregnant women have been known to cling to the bottom side of trucks crossing into our borders so that their child could be born on American soil, and thus reckoned an American citizen.
What the Psalmist is celebrating is that all these people from all these nations are now part of God’s eternal family. They might have been born somewhere else, but the fact that they were re-born in Zion is what matters in God’s eyes. This is a wonder and mystery to be celebrated.
It is this wonderful news of re-birth that is at the heart of the good news of God’s kingdom. We don’t always know exactly what Scriptures Jesus had in mind when he was talking with and instructing different people; but I can’t help but think that Jesus had this Psalm in mind as he spoke with Nicodemus about being “born again.” Here is Nicodemus, a prominent leader and scholar, and when Jesus tells him in John 3 that a man must be born again if he is to see the kingdom of God, Nicodemus is all confused: What? Can a man enter a second time into his mother’s womb and be born? How can these things be? And then Jesus gently childes him, saying, “are you a teacher of Israel and yet you do not understand these things?” Jesus was not, in fact, saying anything new: that God’s plan was to make the nations his own through re-birth had been sung long before Jesus’ time, right here in Psalm 87.
Now, I want to draw our attention to what this means for us as we consider the arrival of our new priest in a few weeks. It is easy for any church, whether a mega-church with 5,000 members, or a small church like our own, so see the pastor as the professional who is going to do all the work of the church. It’s easy to see the pastor as the guy who simply maintains the nice social club of sheep, who smoothes things out so that things don’t get too rocky or messy for the sheep, and then the sheep can go on leading their normal lives. My hope is that we do not fall into that trap.
What we need to keep in mind as Fr. Mike comes to us is this: as our pastor and priest, he is in the business of re-birth. His calling before God is to create an environment in this parish where the Spirit of God can work and bring about new life. When the Spirit is at work, it is like watching a birth take place….because it is a birth taking place. It is beautiful. It is awe-inspiring. It is full of mysteries. And yes, it can be, and often is, very messy.
If Fr. Mike fulfills his calling in our midst—and I have every reason to believe that he will—that will mean that you as an individual, and we as a parish, will be constantly re-born. The make-up of our parish will change: it will change because we are being changed, and also because others will be added to our number. And sometimes, those added to our number will be very different from us, just like those Egyptians and Babylonians and Ethiopians who flocked into Jerusalem were very different from the Jews who also made the trip.
It is, indeed, an exciting time for our parish. May God give us the grace to be ready for the time of re-birth and growth that He has planned for us.
In closing, I want to pray specifically for Fr. Mike in this regard. Please turn to page 59 of the Book of Common Prayer, as I lead us in praying the second prayer under the heading For Pastors, or Ministers-in-Charge.
O LORD Jesus Christ, we beseech thee that the Ministers of thy Gospel, here and everywhere, may be true to their calling. Endue them with thy Holy Spirit, that they may remember the words of Holy Writ, that their understanding thereof may be enlightened, and that their witness may be in truth and with power, to the salvation of sinners and the edifying of saints. May they rightly and duly administer thy holy Sacraments, and by their life and doctrine set forth thy true and lively Word. May they be to all men wholesome examples in faith, word, love, chastity, and fidelity; that so thy Name may be glorified, who art, with the Father and the Holy Spirit, one God, world without end. Amen.
