“The
Touch of Love”
Michael D.
Powell
February 15, 2009
Mark
1:40-45
6th
Sunday after the Epiphany
God’s
love is able to heal disease! Jesus
Christ is the love of God incarnate and his touch was fearless, forgiving,
generous and unconditionally loving. The
touch of Jesus Christ was and is able to heal disease.
We normally think of disease as
physical, but disease is also emotional, spiritual, psychological and social.
These are all forms of heart disease. For example: Some years ago I did a
funeral for a teenage girl who had committed suicide. She and her boyfriend had
lived an isolated, antisocial lifestyle in the mountains of
The heart disease that caused that
teenage girl to take her own life was the same disease that caused her
boyfriend to cry out at her funeral.
They were brokenhearted, alienated, and at a loss for love. For that kind of disease, there is only one
cure. The touch of love is the only
thing that can heal a broken heart.
Last
week we saw how Jesus was able to drive out demons, and this week he cleanses a
leper. In order to get the full impact, you have to understand not only the
physical, but also the emotional and social implications of this healing. In
the New Testament no disease was regarded with more terror and repulsion than
leprosy, which reduced the sufferer to a hideous state. Leprosy is a horrible
physical disease. It begins with
discolored patches of skin, then nodules form on those patches, gathering
specifically in the folds of the neck, nose, lips and forehead until gradually
the whole appearance of the face is changed into something monstrous and beast-like.
As the nodules grow larger, they give off a foul discharge and the eyebrows
fall out. The eyes become staring, the voice hoarse and the breath wheezes because of ulcerations on the vocal chords. The
hands and feet also ulcerate and tendons contract until the hands become like claws.
Finally whole hands and feet drop off and the sufferer becomes utterly
repulsive both to himself and to others.
But
leprosy is also a social disease, with emotional, spiritual effects. Leprosy is
another form of heart disease! It was so terrifying that any skin disorder was
suspect and any rash, boil or even a burn was suspected as leprosy. The
afflicted were declared unclean and were excluded from any kind of social
interaction, and were especially forbidden from entering such sacred areas as
the temple or synagogue. Lepers were instructed by law to call attention to
themselves by wearing torn clothes, unkempt hair, covering the lower part of
their face and to go about crying out "Unclean, unclean" so that
others had plenty of time to get out of the way and avoid contamination. It was
the ultimate social and religious isolation. The fear of leprosy was based on a
kind of manifest destiny of spiritual rewards and punishments. If you were healthy
and wealthy, you had obviously earned God’s blessing. If you were sick and
poor, it was because you had sinned and deserved God’s curse.
It
was just such a leper who threw himself at the feet of Jesus, begging for
mercy. The leper had obviously broken the law. He had no right even speaking to
Jesus, but Jesus met human desperation with divine compassion. Jesus touched
him. He did not have to do that. Don’t you think the Son of God could have
simply said, “Be healed” - from a distance? But Jesus chose to overcome fear
with the touch of compassion. Do you see the point? He touched him precisely
because he was considered untouchable! He was demonstrating an alternative to
repulsion and fear. Instead of stoning him to death, Jesus loved him to life. He healed both his diseased body and his
broken heart.
Who
are the ones whose appearance and behavior frightens us today, who are considered
unclean and unwelcome, even in many places of worship? The most obvious
parallel is undoubtedly people in the advanced stages of AIDS, but that's too
easy. So who else can you think of that
is not here? Who else do we misunderstand, fear, and keep our distance from? I
can think of all kinds of people, but I’ve got a personal example in mind.
I’m
having an interesting and ongoing kind of exchange with some kids who have a
little hideaway in the woods out behind our house. My neighbor calls them
“hooligans,” but it occurs to me that they’re kind of like lepers. Their skin is discolored with strange
designs; they have hair that's unkempt and clothes that are torn. They hang out there, drink beer and smoke dope
and always leave a messy pile of litter. I threw away a bong they left behind
(it looked just like the one Olympic gold medalist Michael Phelps used). That’s when I learned that you can smoke an
apple! The next week I found an apple
there with a carved out notch that smelled like marijuana. They seem to have a
thing about garbage. There’s a garbage
can in one corner of the field that they like to tip over, throw in the creek,
and sometimes roll a hundred yards away.
I drag it back and clean it up, but I’m interested in the psychology and
the sociology of the whole thing. I see
them on the trail sometimes and I talk with them, but I don’t let them know I’m
the guy who cleans up their mess. I guess they’re my own little community of
lepers and I’m trying to figure out how to touch them with love.
Maybe
I’m naïve. I know a lot of people would
just get mad and scold them, but I’m studying the situation, trying to be
patient and creative. I want to open,
not close the possibility of dialogue.
God loves these kids, and I ought to be able to figure out how to love
them too, even those they’re a royal pain in the posterior. Impatience and irritation would be a
perfectly valid and understandable human response to their behavior and I can
easily identify with that attitude. But impatience and irritation also have a
way of closing instead of opening the doors of hope for future healing.
I
take inspiration from a story that William Sloan Coffin tells in his book, The Courage to Love. A man sits down on the bank of a stream, in
the shade of a tree whose roots grow down into the water. Presently he discerns
a commotion down among the roots. Concentrating his attention, he sees that a
scorpion has become helplessly entangled in the roots. Pulling himself to his
feet, he makes his way carefully among the tops of the roots to the place where
the scorpion is trapped. He reaches down to extricate it. But each time he
reaches out the scorpion lashes at him with its tail. Finally he withdraws to
the shade of the tree to contemplate the situation. As he sits there he hears a
young man standing above on the road laughing at him. “You’re a fool,” says the
young man, “wasting your time trying to help a scorpion that can only do you harm.”
The old man replies, “Simply because it is the nature of the scorpion to sting,
should I change my nature, which is to save?”
The
boyfriend of the girl who committed suicide disrupted her memorial service. His
behavior was socially repulsive, but does anyone have any doubt that it was a
cry for help and healing? Lepers may be
physically and socially repulsive, but Jesus reaches out to touch the leper
with love, and in that touch there is life and healing. I’ll keep you posted on my ongoing saga with
the little leper colony of potheads and litterbugs who hang out in the woods
behind my house. Just because it’s their
nature to make a mess, is that any reason I should change the nature I aspire
to, which is to offer them patience and the touch of God’s love?
God grant us the compassion to reach
out and touch others with the healing hands of Christ, which have so gently and
so lovingly touched us - body, mind, heart and soul. May Christ be your
shalom. Amen.