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Hespeler, September 7, 2025 © Scott McAndless – Thirteenth Sunday after Pentecost

Jeremiah 18:1-11, Psalm 139:1-6, 13-18, Philemon 1:1-21, Luke 14:25-33

The word that came to Jeremiah from the Lord: “Come, go down to the AI design studio, and there I will let you hear my words.” And so, Jeremiah went down to the place where the designers sat at their computers and each one was required to come up with hundreds of designs a day.

He watched as one of the workers typed in, “Okay, Midjourney, give me a design for a new style of ceramic pot.” And, while Jeremiah watched, the Artificial Intelligence went to work, surveying a million pictures and designs of various styles of pots from many different cultures and time periods in fractions of a second. It processed them all and projected certain trends and fads to come up with a design that was a homogenized mix of every other pot that had ever been made.

And then the designer looked at the result and declared, “No, I think the colour is a bit off, try again.” And, using vast amounts of electricity and other resources, the Artificial Intelligence program restarted the entire process.

Then the word of the Lord came to Jeremiah saying, “Am I not like the Artificial Intelligence designer with my people? But Jeremiah said, “No, no, that is not quite right.”

Ceramics Factory

Then the word came again to Jeremiah from the Lord: “Come, go down to the ceramics factory, and there I will let you hear my words.” And so, Jeremiah went down onto the factory floor and he observed the fabrication lines. He watched as the great machines mixed the clay until it reached a perfect consistency. And then the clay was slip-cast, injection-moulded, or perhaps dry-pressed into perfectly consistent shapes. Then the pieces were dried, glazed and fired in turn.

All along the line, the workers surveyed the process. If there were any pieces that contained any flaws or imperfections or if they diverged from the design in any way, they were removed and thrown in the trash. At the end of the line Jeremiah saw all the pots, bowls and vessels lined up, each one indistinguishable from the next of the same design.

Then the word of the Lord came to Jeremiah saying, “Am I not like the ceramics factory with my people? But Jeremiah said, “No, no, that is not quite right either.”

Amazon Retail

Then the word of the Lord came to Jeremiah saying, “Okay, why don’t you just go online and order a nice pot from Amazon. And so, Jeremiah went on the website and picked out a pot that looked like it might do. He put it in his online cart and, with one click, requested overnight delivery.

An entire distribution system kicked into high gear with boxes flying through warehouses and pickers, sorters and distributors working long hours with limited breaks and no ability to sit down. The product was loaded onto a truck that went careening through the town and less than 24 hours after it was ordered, it showed up on Jeremiah’s doorstep. He opened the package, decided that it was not quite right and went back to his computer to click return.

Then the word of the Lord came to Jeremiah saying, “Am I not like Amazon in my ability to distribute blessings with abundance and speed? But Jeremiah replied, “No, no, that is not right.”

If God Made Pottery Today

No, none of those are right, are they? Those are the ways that most pottery is designed, manufactured and purchased these days. It is mass produced in ways that promote consistency, uniformity and efficiency. It is all done in such a way as to maximize profit, by giving people what they are used to at the best possible prices.

And I can’t help but think that if somebody said that God was like a maker of pottery today, we would be inclined to think of God in such terms. In many ways, I think that we do.

We look at many of the expectations that modern life puts upon us and just assume that God is looking for the same from us. When we look at ourselves, we often measure ourselves against the standards of the larger culture. If I am not beautiful in the way that an AI generator would define beauty – an amalgam of the most beautiful pictures ever taken – well,  then I can’t be beautiful. If my life does not look as fulfilling and uplifting as everyone’s pictures on my Instagram feed, well, then my life must suck. And if I just don’t make the cut in that and so many other ways, then how could God value me?

Productivity and Consumerism

The world tells us all the time that our productivity is all that matters – that we are all only as good as the last bit of work that we did. And so, when I look at my accomplishments, I just don’t feel like I am any good. It makes us prioritize doing over being and, once again, we transfer that thinking onto God and assume that we need to earn God’s love with our works.

And, above all, our world is constantly telling us that the way we exercise our freedom and the way that live out our success is by being consumers. The more stuff you own, the more expensive experiences you have enjoyed, the more fulfilled you are supposed to be. That is the constant drumbeat of our world!

And of course, there are so many ways that we turn our God into the patron of that ideal of fulfillment. The Prosperity Gospel, the teaching that God wants to make you rich and fill you up with many material blessings is quite possibly the fastest-growing Christian teaching in our world today. So, yes, we have definitely turned God into some sort of cosmic Amazon network where we purchase whatever we need with one prayer instead of one click.

Jeremiah Wanders into a Pottery Shop

But the Prophet Jeremiah lived in a very different world. And when he was kind of discouraged one day because the people of Judea were being foolish and they wouldn’t listen to him, he didn’t wander into an AI design studio or a factory or a warehouse. He wandered into the local pottery shop.

And after he had watched the potter work away at his wheel for some time, he said, “Aha!” He said, “I didn’t just happen upon this place at random. No, my wandering footsteps had a purpose behind them. God brought me here because God had something to show me. God is like a potter and we are like the clay.”

What did he mean by that? Obviously he didn’t mean it literally. He didn’t mean that we are just mud or that we are spinning around on a foot-powered wheel. He wasn’t saying that God is literally squeezing and pinching us with clay-covered fingers.

No, he was rather saying that God relates to us like a potter relates to the clay. And let’s explore some of the things that that means and that we sometimes miss in our frenzied modern life.

Uniqueness

First of all, let’s look at what it says about your uniqueness. One of the key differences between ancient and modern manufacturing processes is how unique each item that is produced is. The potter may work according to some basic idea while the wheel spins, of course, but since the clay is actually formed by human hands that naturally vary in position and tension, every vessel produced is absolutely unique.

Even more than that, ancient potters were artists and often gave to their vessels unique touches in terms of design. And I think I know a few things about artists. I am no potter, and I can’t draw worth beans, but I do consider myself something of an artist in the art of storytelling. And I have had people ask me which of the stories that I have told is my favourite.

I find it an impossible question to answer – like asking a parent which of their children is their favourite. And the best answer I’ve ever come up with is that my favourite story is almost always the one I am presently working on. That is what makes an artist, I think. It is when you love the work you are doing.

You are God’s favourite Vessel

And I believe that God works the same way with you. You are God’s favourite vessel because God is molding you. God loves every unique bump and twirl and flourish on you – both on your surface and in your inner being. God loves you because God is working on you and because you are unique.

And what a different message that is from the message we are constantly receiving from the world around us that we are only acceptable if we can measure up to some standard and if we don’t deviate from the norm. Never let anyone take away from you the joy in knowing that God delights in the uniqueness of who you are.

Dealing With Flaws

Now, none of that takes away from the truth that we do have flaws. We do often fail to measure up to the potential of who we could be. This is actually a central concern in what Jeremiah observes in the potter’s shop. He observes this as he watches, “The vessel he was making of clay was spoiled in the potter’s hand, and he reworked it into another vessel, as seemed good to him.”

And I think that says a lot about how God deals with our flaws. Notice how different this is from the ways in which we deal with flaws in modern manufacturing processes. What happens to the bad pot or the cracked vessel on the assembly line? It is removed and unceremoniously dumped in the garbage.

And that is how we tend to deal with flaws and deviations in our world. You show your shortcomings, you get cancelled, rejected, thrown on the trash heap. Our modern and fast-paced world just finds it much more efficient to dispose of you than to give you the chance to improve yourself.

But the potter God that Jeremiah discovers is not like that. God is always going to give you a chance to start over, even to reimagine yourself. God doesn’t lose patience with you and is always ready to put the lump of clay that you are back on the wheel and start molding all over again. That is the promise of the God who is like a potter.

Not Just Personal

But there is one other thing that I do not want you to miss as you think of Jeremiah’s powerful image of God as a potter. The thing that provoked him to see that deep truth was not that he was discouraged about what was going on in his personal life. We are often tempted to make passages like this all about our spiritual journeys as individuals, but Jeremiah wasn’t thinking about that.

He was concerned about what was going wrong with the whole nation of Judah. The thing that he was imagining God balling up and putting back on the wheel was not him or any other individual, it was the Kingdom of Judah as a whole.

So, we should not leave this passage behind today without asking what it is saying to us about who we are together as a church. You may have come here today with an idea of who we are as a congregation. And, if you are like most Christians, you probably have an idea of who we are that is based on what you have experienced of the church in the past.

The Church as Clay in God’s Hands

But Jeremiah would remind you, me and all of us that, when it comes to the church, God is the potter and we are the clay. We imagine the church like clay that has already been hardened and fired. It is rigid, it can only take the form that it has always taken and be used in the ways that it has always been used.

But, in God’s hands, the church always remains the soft block of clay – always ready to be formed anew to face the challenges of a new time, always ready to be put back on the wheel and take a new form that God can use in a new situation.

We want to be the ones who chose our form, who tell the potter who we want to be. But that has never been how God has related to the church, so if we insist on that, we might just end up broken pottery shards lying on the ground.

God is the potter, we are the clay. It is an image that is meant to inspire and encourage us. It is meant to lead us into a deeper understanding of how we are related to the great Creator of the universe.

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Hespeler, August 31, 2025 © Scott McAndless – Twelfth Sunday after Pentecost
Jeremiah 2:4-13, Psalm 81:1, 10-16, Hebrews 13:1-8, 15-16, Luke 14:12-24

Earlier this summer, I was asked to perform a funeral for a man named Johnny. The family that requested this are not really connected to this congregation. But, whenever I am given the opportunity to minister to a family in such an important moment of their lives, I always agree, at least if it is at all possible for me to do so.

Making it Personal

But it is also really important to me that a funeral service be very personal. And so, if I never did know the person, I make a point of getting to know them by talking with the people who loved them.

So, I gathered with the family and learned about Johnny. He was a man who lived all of his life with severe disabilities. He was never able to speak. He could only walk with a great deal of help, and eventually he could not walk at all.

A Passage for Johnny

I believe that every person’s life has important things to teach us about the kingdom of God. It is with that idea that I approach every funeral. And so, I spent a considerable amount of time thinking about what Johnny had to teach us about Jesus’ idea of the kingdom of God. My reflections eventually brought me to our reading this morning from the Gospel of Luke.

I can honestly say that Johnny, this man that I never actually met in person, has taught me more about what Jesus was saying in this passage than all of the commentaries and sermons that I have read about it. It’s kind of amazing how often that happens. And I’d like to share with you today what I learned about this passage.

A Hot Dinner Guest

Jesus made a big splash wherever he went, and people often vied with one another to invite him to dinner in their houses. You know how it works. You invite the hottest local celebrity to come and eat at your house, then you invite all the most important people in town too, so that the celebrity’s fame and reputation rubs off on you. I’m pretty sure that the host of the meal that night thought that he had pulled off the social event of the season.

But at some point during supper, Jesus looked around the room and saw all of the rich and important people who were sprawling on the dining couches and he turned to his host. “When you give a luncheon or a dinner,” he said, “do not invite your friends or your brothers and sisters or your relatives or rich neighbours, in case they may invite you in return, and you would be repaid.”

A Crazy Thing to Say

That was, to be clear, a crazy thing for Jesus to say. The entire point of this dinner party had been to enhance the host’s social standing. The whole point of it would be lost if he didn’t have all the “right” people there! So, I imagine that the host was upset when Jesus said this. But he was about to become enraged.

“But when you give a banquet,” Jesus went on, “invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, and the blind. And you will be blessed because they cannot repay you.” Now that was just ridiculous. It was one thing for Jesus to suggest that he should not invite people who would enhance his standing. But here Jesus was suggesting that he should actively invite those who would destroy his reputation in the town!

Marginalizing People with Disabilities

In Jesus’ day, it was generally taken for granted that if you were poor or disabled, it was basically your own fault. We still sometimes think of poverty that way these days, though we really shouldn’t. We often assume that if somebody is poor it must be because they are lazy or lack ambition.

But we generally accept that we can hardly blame people with disabilities for their limitations. They did. They just took it for granted that, if you had a disability, you must have sinned in some way.

Because of those false assumptions, they pushed people who struggled with poverty or with disabilities over to the margins of society. They certainly didn’t invite them to dinner parties and, if such a person were to show up, it would have had the effect of lowering the host’s social standing.

People Were Confused

So, I am sure that everyone present was kind of scratching their heads and wondering what Jesus could mean by saying such a crazy thing. And one of the people who was there thought he had figured it out. Such a thing made no sense in the real world, so maybe Jesus was saying something about another world – a world after death.

Maybe Jesus was saying that, if you performed insane acts of charity, like feeding the dregs of society, it would earn you a ticket to another life after you died. And so he shouted out, “Blessed is anyone who will eat bread in the kingdom of God!”

But that wasn’t what Jesus was saying at all. He wasn’t talking about another life. He wanted them all to understand that he was talking about encountering the kingdom of God in this life.

Jesus’ Picture of the Kingdom

But their minds were too small to imagine the picture of the kingdom of God that Jesus had in his mind – the picture of a feasting hall filled with the poor, people with disabilities and other marginalized folk. And so, Jesus did what he always did to expand people’s minds. He told a story.

Jesus was a master storyteller, so he knew exactly what to do to make them feel comfortable. He opened with a scenario that would have made perfect sense to them. He described a host who does what they all would have done. He plans a dinner, and he invites all the “right” people, all the people whose presence will enhance his reputation.

The Twist

Then, just when he had sucked them in, Jesus threw in the twist. As soon as the dinner is ready, it turns out that nobody – none of the “right” guests – can make it. Now this is a crisis because there is only one thing that is worse for a host’s reputation than having the “wrong” people at your dinner, and that is if no one shows up at all!

And so, the host panics. In desperation he implores his servants to drag in whoever they can find. And so it is that the end of the story sees the dining couches filled by people who are poor, people with disabilities and all manner of people who live on the margins of society.

What was the point of that story? I believe that the reason why Jesus told this story was all for the sake of the bizarre picture of the dinner party at the end of it.

Jesus was trying to impress on them that the kingdom of God is something that breaks out in the here and now and it breaks out when we give places of honour to those who are poor or disabled or otherwise on the margins of society.

Such a thing was so unimaginable that Jesus had to tell this strange and convoluted tale of a dinner party that went so disastrously wrong that the host was forced to invite all the wrong sorts of people. He told them this story just so they could get their heads around such a bizarre scenario.

Johnny

Yes, Jesus really taught that the kingdom of God worked like that. And many struggle to understand such a teaching; I always have. But, like I said, I was given a wonderful opportunity to reflect on what Jesus might have meant earlier this summer.

I never met Johnny, but I got to know him by meeting with his family and hearing from his friends and family at the celebration of his life. And yes, Johnny had disabilities. He could not speak. He could not walk.

Johnny did not live a marginalized life to the extent that such people would have in Jesus’ time. We have come a long way in terms of integrating those with such limitations into society. We probably still have a long way to go, but we are light-years ahead of how things worked in ancient times.

But some marginalization was unavoidable. Johnny did spend some time in institutions where he was mistreated in ways that I will not go into. His inability to speak also caused some serious medical problems as he could not tell the doctors what was wrong and so they often didn’t know how to help him and got his treatment wrong.

So. Johnny really does seem like a good example of the kind of marginalized person that Jesus would have imagined taking an honoured position in the kingdom of God. And, as such, his life taught me a lot about what Jesus was really trying to get people to realize when he spoke about that kingdom. I believe that Johnny has many things to teach us about what Jesus was really announcing

Defying Expectations

He has taught us, for one thing, that it is the nature of the kingdom of God to defy our expectations of what is possible. When Johnny was young, the doctors who directed his care confidently predicted that he would not live past the age of twenty. Well, when we gathered to celebrate his life, Johnny was just a little bit shy of his seventieth birthday. And we gathered to celebrate a life that had been full and meaningful.

But it was not just in terms of lifespan that he exceeded expectations. Johnny’s friends and family spoke at his celebration, as did some of the people who had supported him and given him care. They also counted him as their friend.

A picture quickly emerged of a man who, despite having suffered and despite many limitations, was able to radiate love and friendship. He was a man who could do little more than love you, but when he loved you, you knew it. It came to mean the world to you.

Advocate

I will admit that there was one thing that particularly took me by surprise as I listened to people share their love for Johnny. People spoke about how he would advocate, how he would argue for what was just and right and acceptable and act for those who were struggling.

I would ask you to think about that for a moment. Here was a man who could not speak, but he “spoke up” demanding action when needed. Here was a man who was confined to a wheelchair, but he “stood up” for what was right and just. Here was a man who could not walk, but he would regularly “step up” for others who needed help.

“Speak up – stand up – step up.” Have you noticed how so much of our language for activism and advocacy is hopelessly ablest? Hidden in the way we talk about it is the assumption that you have to be able-bodied in order to make a difference in this world.

How many of us excuse ourselves from taking a stand or speaking up for the injustice that we see in this world? “I’m no public speaker! I can’t take the risk of doing something! I wouldn’t know where to begin!” Johnny had all the excuses, and yet he made sure that the demand for rightness and justice was heard!

Laughter

One other theme also came up over and over as we celebrated Johnny’s life and that was laughter. He had a big belly laugh that everyone found to be infectious.

And I am pretty sure that laughter was a very big part of what Jesus was talking about whenever he described the kingdom of God. That picture of a big dinner party where the dining couches were filled with “the poor, the crippled, the blind, and the lame” was always and forever a picture of a room filled with laughter.

I know that, when we think of the kingdom of God or, as it’s often put in the Gospel of Matthew, the kingdom of Heaven, we often imagine another life that comes after this one. I am sure that that was a part of what Jesus was talking about, though probably not the main part.

So, while it is good to imagine Johnny today in a new kingdom where the voiceless speak and where those who wait upon the Lord can run and not be weary, they can walk and not faint, to take comfort in that vision of the otherworldly kingdom alone would be to miss out on the dream that Jesus was trying to put before us.

He was talking about a kingdom that can break out here and now and it will happen, Jesus assures us, when we are bold to give place and honour to those whom our society has left on the margins.

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Hespeler, 27 July 2025 © Scott McAndless
Psalm 82, Luke 10:25-37

A few months ago, the Vice President of the United States, who is a newly minted Roman Catholic convert, was doing an interview. He began to speak about a Roman Catholic teaching known as Ordo Amoris, or the Order of Love.

He explained that the Ordo Amoris meant that you needed to prioritize who you love and that you have to start with those closest to you. Family came first, then you needed to take care of your closest neighbours and community, then your country and only after that you could think about immigrants and foreigners.

Limited Love

The assumption behind that statement was that love is a limited thing – that the more you love somebody, the less love there is to go around. And so, you need to make sure that that love goes to the people closest to you first.

Now, I’m no expert on Roman Catholic moral teaching, so I’m not going to argue with him. I’ll just note that he got some pushback from people who are experts, including a certain American Bishop named Robert Provost who tweeted back at him that his explanation was wrong. And, given that Robert Prevost has since changed his name to Pope Leo XIV, he might just have known what he was talking about.

We Want to Define Our Neighbours

That is what we struggle with when it comes to loving our neighbours – we always want to define our neighbours in such a way that we only have to love those we already want to love.

When a man asked Jesus who his neighbour was, he knew that that was exactly what that man was trying to do. But Jesus was brilliant. He didn’t just tell the man that it meant loving people who he didn’t feel like loving. That would have made the man defensive.

So, Jesus told a story. He knew that stories can get in under people’s defenses and help them to see complete strangers in sympathetic ways. But his story was more powerful than we often realize.

What We Get Right

People know this parable well and get a number of things right about it. They recognize that Samaritans were people that Judeans (people like Jesus) despised. And so, it is generally understood that Jesus is saying that loving your neighbour has to include loving people who are not like you.

So far so good, but he was also saying more than that. For one thing, he doesn’t seem to be saying to his fellow Judeans that they should love Samaritans, at least not directly. Instead, he is giving an example of a Samaritan who loves a Judean. And given the twisted relationship that Samaritans and Judeans had, that was a much more powerful thing to say. But you really need to enter into the story to appreciate that. So, let’s do that.

Hiel of Samaria

Hiel of Samaria was finally on his way home from Jericho. He never liked to go there, for it was deep within Judean territory. But Jericho was an important hub for trading throughout the entire region.

Hiel had done pretty well for himself in business lately. He had his own donkey for the transport of goods and more than a couple of denarii jangling in his purse. But the trade he was engaged in passed through Jericho and that made periodic trips unavoidable.

A Dangerous Road

The main road out of Jericho went directly across the plain and up into the hills towards Jerusalem. He had no intentions of going to the big city which he despised, but it made sense to follow the well-worn trail for several leagues before turning off north towards Samaria.

He was aware that because valuable trade goods often passed along this road, it was a frequent target of bandits and thieves. He’d been lucky so far on his journeys, but he always felt vulnerable when he traveled here – always aware of his surroundings and always viewing everyone else with suspicion. He sighed and urged his donkey to a faster pace.

Judean Hate

The journey always gave him a lot of time to think. “Why is it,” he asked himself, “that the Judeans hate us so much? It is not because we have ever done anything to them. We have never attacked them, confiscated their land or desecrated their temple, have we? No, come to think of it, those are all things that the Judeans have done to us over the last century.

“No, the only grievance that they have is the way that we worship. Oh, we worship the same God and follow the same scriptures (or at least they’re pretty much the same). No, it is just, they say, that we worship God in the wrong place and have some different traditions. That’s it.

“And it is not as if we could do anything to change their opinion of us. We aren’t welcome to worship in their temple in Jerusalem. And no reform of our worship will ever be good enough for them. So, it’s really nothing that we have done to make them hate us and nothing that we could do to make them stop. Is it any wonder that I feel so helpless every time I pass through Judea?”

A Priest

As Hiel continued down the road, there was a man approaching from the other direction. He was – as was abundantly clear from his fancy robes and high attitudes – one of the priests of the Jerusalem temple. As he went past, Hiel fully expected the man to insult him or maybe even spit at him, as such priests loved to do to Samaritans.

Much to his surprise, though, the priest did nothing of the sort. Rather than displaying the haughtiness for which the priesthood was famous, he appeared flustered and spooked, as if he’d seen some horror.

A Levite

Soon after him came a Levite. The Levites also worked in the temple carrying out more menial tasks. As this man approached, his attitude was much like the priest’s had been. He was so upset and hurried that he scarcely gave Hiel a glance, much less the customary sneer he usually would have received.

The Samaritan did not understand what was going on, but he was happy enough to see these men having a hard time. The Judeans had done enough to destroy the worship and priesthood of the Samaritans over the years.

Persecution of Samaria

Just over a century ago and entirely unprovoked, the Judeans had come and attacked Galilee just north of Samaria. In a series of bloody battles, they had seized control of the land dispossessing Samaritans and Syrians alike. That alone would have been affront enough.

“But even worse,” Hiel said to himself, “about twenty-five years before that, they came into the heart of our land and destroyed our most holy place. They razed the temple of the Lord at Mount Gerazim and killed our priests. Ever since, they have prevented us from rebuilding.”

Hiel had been to the mountain many times to attend festivals and to sacrifice. There, among the ruins, the Samaritans continued to worship in defiance of what the Judeans had done to them. “They tried to make it so that we couldn’t worship,” he muttered, “but we show them. We worship among the ruins as a continual reminder to ourselves of their cruelty and impiety! We will not give them the satisfaction of stopping us from worshipping God!”

Something on the Road

Hiel was so caught up in all of the reasons he had for hating Judeans, that it took him a while to recognize what seemed like an odd pile of rags by the side of the road just ahead of him.

Every step brought him closer, and the realization quickly began to dawn on him that this was not just garbage that someone had left. It was a person – or maybe it had recently been one. As he made out human features that were bruised and bloody, he began to understand what it was that had made the priest and the Levite so upset.

Clearly, this man had been assaulted by one of the brigands that this road was famous for. They had beaten him, taken everything he had and left him to die. As he saw this, he wondered why the others hadn’t been willing to stop and help him. Weren’t they all Judeans? They all worshiped in the same place, according to them, in the proper way. And yet, despite that, the priest and the Levite had seen no need to pause and help a fellow Judean.

Excuses

And sure, they might have given the excuse that, if they did touch him and he died (which he seemed close enough to be doing), it would have rendered them incapable of serving in the temple. No one who had come into contact with a dead body was allowed to serve without going through the purification rituals.

But surely, that was a silly excuse. The law was clear that the obligation to save someone’s life was more important than any purity law. And anyways, neither of them had been traveling up to the temple but rather away from it, so they did not have any temple duties.

No, they had clearly shown in their actions that having things in common – even worshiping the same God in the same way – did not mean that they had to love one another. Perhaps seeing him had made them feel a bit uncomfortable, but they had felt no obligation to take care of him.

What Would He Do?

But, as Hiel stood there, looking down upon the bleeding Judean, he was left with one question. What about him?

He had no doubt whatsoever that if their places were exchanged, if he were the one lying beaten by the side of the road instead, this man would not help him. He would see only a cursed Samaritan who didn’t worship properly. The Priest and the Levite would not give him a second thought either, unless that thought was that he deserved to be beaten. If they had not helped their own countryman, they certainly would not have helped him.

Not Acting Like a Judean

But did that let Hiel off the hook? Did he really want to become like them? No, the last thing he wanted to be was like a Judean. He did not want to become someone who judged and rejected someone else just because they were different or did things differently.

And so, in that moment, Hiel decided to do the most un-Judean thing that he could think of. He opened his packs. He took out a bottle of the wine he was bringing back for trade and a jar of the oil. He took his second-best tunic and began to rip it into strips to make bandages.

He took care of the wounded Judean by the side of the road and then he put him on his donkey to take him someplace where he could recuperate.

A Strange Twist

When Jesus was asked, “Who is my neighbour?” he answered with a story. The story had a strange twist to it. He was speaking to fellow Judeans. You might expect him to tell them a story where a Judean performed an extraordinary act of love towards a hated Samaritan.

But he didn’t tell that story. He told the opposite. He told of a despised Samaritan who chose to love someone whom he had every reason to hate.

Who We Owe Love to

That’s what makes what he did such an extraordinary act of love. And that says so much to us today. It certainly provides an answer to the question of who we owe the greatest love to. If we want to live out the kind of love of neighbour that Jesus was talking about, we cannot limit that love only to those most like us and closest to us.

Jesus tells the story as a way of illustrating that choosing to love those who are far away from us, doesn’t limit how much love we have. On the contrary, it only allows love to grow. For love is something that is limited only when we fail to share it.

Samaritans and Judeans

I also think that Jesus’ story has many things to teach us about those that we are tempted to look down upon and despise. The Samaritans really had never done anything to hurt the Judeans other than live their own lives and worship God in their own way.

But the Judeans had attacked them, taken away their land and destroyed their rituals and customs. I think that Jesus was saying something very powerful when he suggested that it was easier for a Samaritan to act in love towards a Judean than for it to happen the other way around.

Our Attitudes Towards Those We’ve Hurt

For, you see, when we have acted in hurtful ways towards others, it is always easier for us to think of them as somehow less than us. So long as we don’t come face to face with their humanity, we fail to come to terms with some of the things that we or our ancestors have done to them.

It is only our own failure to live up to everything that God has called us to be that prevents us from loving.

A Story to Meditate on

The story that Jesus told about that man beaten and left by the side of the road is a story that is meant to shake up all our assumptions about human relationships. It is meant to challenge you to think about those who are different from you in new ways. That is not easy to do. But I’m really thankful that Jesus gave us this story for us to remember and meditate upon. Please take this story with you and do exactly that.

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Crieff, 20 July, 2025 © Scott McAndless – Baptism
Isaiah 7:1-7, 10-16, Psalm 78:1-7

I want to start out today by acknowledging the incredible gift that Erin and Bryce have given to us today. They have allowed us the wonderful privilege to be a part of their celebration of this most amazing and wonderful thing that has happened to them: the birth of their son.

We have all been given the privilege of participating in this very personal and family event. They have chosen to share it, not only with the church where Bryce is a member, Knox Crieff, but all four of our congregations today. We all get to be part of it. Isn’t that simply amazing?

And the best thing about all of that is that this is not just a personal celebration, or a family celebration, nor even a single congregational celebration. We have been privileged to be part of a cosmic and world-changing event that is meant to give us all hope.

The Opening Scene

Let me explain what I mean by taking us into the opening scene of our reading from the Prophet Isaiah this morning. Our reading opens with a whole bunch of names and places that I realize don’t mean a thing to any of you. One king makes an alliance with another king and together they decide to go up and attack another king. It all sounds serious but, who cares, since we don’t know any of these people or places.

So let us put it in terms that maybe we can relate to. In the days of Carney, son of Carney son of Carney, Prime Minister of Canada, Israel and America went up to bomb Iran but did not conquer it and Netanyahu was bombing the people of Gaza. And Ukraine and Russia were sending squadrons of deadly drones against each other.

An epidemic of measles was quickly spreading across the land, and tariffs were causing economic turmoil. The forests were on fire and the rivers were rising in deadly flood. “And the heart of his people shook as the trees of the forest shake before the wind.”

Why Their Hearts were Shaking

Does that sound a little bit more relevant? Does that make a little bit more sense and do you understand why the heart of the people was shaking? Everywhere you look these days it seems as if things are falling apart. Things that we once took for granted – things that made us feel safe and prosperous – just no longer seem reliable.

So, the people are shaking and the king, Ahaz, is trembling. No one quite seems to know what to do. I don’t know about you, but just about every time I look at news these days, there seems to be something that sets my heart to shaking like the trees of the forest shake before the wind.

And, on top of everything else, the church – which is supposed to give us a grounding and foundation in our lives so that we are not shaking – is going through times of difficult change which are disturbing.

A Message of Hope

And, amid all that shaking, God sends the Prophet Isaiah to the king with a message of hope. Oh, Isaiah admitted that things looked troubling but insisted that shaking was not in order. He said that the people threatening them were like “two smoldering stumps of firebrands” – that it was all smoke but little fire.

But things were going so badly that the king was unconvinced. So, Isaiah went on to offer him something that would convince him. “Ask a sign of the Lord your God;” he said, “let it be deep as Sheol or high as heaven.” Ask God to do something – anything – to prove it to you, the prophet invited him.

But I guess that the king was too discouraged because he refused to even ask for a sign. “I will not ask,” he insisted, “and I will not put the Lord to the test.” So, Isaiah did something extraordinary. He said, “Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign.”

The Sign

And that brings us directly to why we are here today. What is the sign that God offers? “Look,” Isaiah says, pointing no doubt at the thing that the king is supposed to look at. “Look, the young woman is with child and shall bear a son and shall name him Immanuel.”

Apparently, Isaiah is pointing at a young woman who is there with the king’s entourage. Perhaps she is one of the king’s new young wives. He points at this woman with a growing belly, and he makes the bold but not particularly wild prediction that her pregnancy will lead to the birth of a child. And the child will be the sign given to the king by God.

And how, exactly, is the birth of this child going to be a sign from God that we should not lose heart despite all that’s happening in the world? For that, we look to the name of this child. “The young woman… shall name him Immanuel.” And “Immanuel” is a Hebrew word that means “God is with us.” So, this young child is a sign from God which means that God is with us.

Matthew’s Use of This Verse

This was a message given to that king at that moment when the hearts of the people were shaking. Isaiah was speaking about a child who would soon be born and would be a sign of hope.

And I realize that Christians, as soon as they read that verse, lose sight of that original setting. We have been told every Christmas of our lives that that verse is only about the birth of Jesus – that Jesus was born of a virgin and that he and he alone is the one whose birth means that God is with us.

That is, of course, because the Gospel of Matthew interprets this prophecy of Isaiah as being about Jesus. And, let me be clear here, Matthew is not wrong!

Jesus is the one whose birth brings us hope and he – in his own body – has shown us what it means that God is with us more clearly than anyone who has ever lived. He was also born of a virgin – which was not the word that Isaiah used when he spoke to the king, but it got translated that way in the Bible that Matthew was using when he wrote his Gospel.

Something that Continues to Happen

But just because Matthew’s application of this prophecy to Jesus is correct, that doesn’t mean that Isaiah wasn’t talking about a young woman who was present that day. He clearly was. What Matthew’s insight actually tells us is that there was something eternal about Isaiah’s prophecy that day. He was also talking about something that would continue to happen over and over again.

And that is what we are here celebrating today, because what Isaiah said, I’m here to tell you today that it has happened again. God has spoken to us today, even as we are shaking like the trees in the forest before the wind, because of all that is going on in the world. God has spoken to us in the same way – a young woman has conceived and borne a son, and she and her husband have brought him to us today as a sign.

Why Denny is a Sign

How exactly is Denny a sign for us? In so many ways. He is a sign because he is new life in a world where there is too much death these days. He is new life for the church, a sign that God will continue to bring children and young people into our churches as we act in faith and minister to them in trust.

He is also a message to us in the same way that a newborn child was in Isaiah’s time. One thing Isaiah was trying to do was give them some perspective on the disasters they were obsessing over.

Isaiah goes on to say this about the child who was to be born: “He shall eat curds and honey by the time he knows how to refuse the evil and choose the good. For before the child knows how to refuse the evil and choose the good, the land before whose two kings you are in dread will be deserted.” That is just a fancy way of saying that the child will grow up and by the time he gets to a certain age, the threat they’re all worried about will have disappeared.

Perspective on Troubling Events

What that means in terms that we might understand today is that Denny is going to grow up. Before long he will begin to walk and talk and try different foods and do all kinds of things. It will go by so fast. And when he does grow up all the things and people and political leaders we are so worried about right now will be gone.

This is a truth that I have observed repeatedly throughout my life. There are always things to be anxious about. This is true in our personal lives, in the church and on the world political stage. But the things that we get hung up over almost never turn out as we fear.

Yes, they may turn out differently and still be bad. And once the present threats have disappeared, no doubt something new will come along. I’m not promising that everything’s going to go great. But what I’m saying is, let’s not waste any energy fearing specific scenarios that we can't do anything about and that might never come to pass. Denny is a promise that the world will change in unexpected ways and sooner than we think. There is comfort in realizing that.

A Sign of God’s Salvation

But, more than anything else, I believe that Denny is a message to us today that God is with us. God is reaching out to save us, and we have baptized him because we believe that God has anointed him to do that for us.

I’m going to speak directly to Denny here, if you don’t mind. You’re welcome to listen in. I know he may not remember what I say, but I’m going to give him a copy of my words so that he can keep them.

Denny, we have baptized you here today because we believe that there is incredible potential in you to bring hope and life and new beginnings to our world so that the whole world may know that God is with us.

Unlimited Potential

I do not know how you will do that. We celebrate newborns because we know that their potential is unlimited. That is true of every child, but I hope you don’t mind if I say that my expectations are particularly high for you.

For one thing, look at this incredible family you have been born into. I know you don’t know this yet, but your mother is not just the person who gave you life, she is a brilliant scientist and public health doctor who is working to protect the people of Hamilton Region (and we who live nearby too) from the spread of devastating diseases. She is the kind of hero that we need these days, and I believe that her role is only going on get more crucial.

And as for your father, he is not just your hero. He is a dedicated educator who is doing his best to prepare our young people for some of the significant challenges that we know they will face in the years to come. Where would we be without people like him?

So, if you were to follow in the footsteps of either of your parents, you would definitely be a sign of God’s presence among us. But the amazing thing is that you don’t even have to do either of those things. You can take all the gifts and abilities and wisdom they share with you and set your own course.

An Act of Faith

We have baptised you today as an act of faith that, whatever course you eventually take, it is going to be amazing. We’ll all be looking forward to seeing what you do, and we have all promised – and especially the people of Knox Crieff have promised – that we will do whatever we can to encourage and support that amazing outcome.

And Denny, your great gift to us today is that you have allowed us to be part of the beginning of the amazing journey that lies before you. Thank you, and all thanks be to God!

Just a reminder that we worship today at Doon Presbyterian Church,35 Roos St. Kitchener, Ontario N2P 2B9

We hope you can make it out for a wonderful celebration, but just in case you can't, know that Doon will be livestreaming the service on their web site: https://doonpc.com/