A Sermon for the Locust Grove United Church of Christ of York, PA

by Rev. James Eaton, Interim Pastor © 2024

First Sunday in Advent/C • December 1, 2024

Jeremiah 33:14-16, Luke 21:25-36

Take a moment: look around. Look at how this room has been transformed. European cathedrals use stained-glass to tell stories from the gospels; we use fabrics. Each banner has a story, each banner tells a story. Some I’m sure are old, and we greet them like old friends, not seen for a year, welcome back in this new time. Some are mysterious; we’ve forgotten what they meant to say so we’re left with what they show. Look up here: really see Advent candle lit, and the promise of more light from others. There is the Christmas tree, a reminder of evergreen life. Advent is about waking up, really looking around, seeing what God is doing. 

Imagine for a moment what it would be like to see through these walls, past the building. I love how our meeting house is embraced by the forest. I confess I’m not a good enough botanist to know what sort of trees surround us; I assume from the name that at least at one time they were mostly locusts, but now others have moved in as well. If we looked even farther, if we pulled back like one of those overhead movie shots, we’d see a larger forest, we’d see Kreutz Creek winding through it all, trying to find the Susquehanna. Advent is about waking up, looking around, seeing not just with eyes but with the heart and soul.

Advent is a kind of forest and forests are never really still, though we see them that way. The truth is that forests are always full of movement. Jeremiah lived in a time of great conflict. The King of Israel went to war with Babylon, present day Iraq, and Jeremiah was arrested for saying they would be defeated. When they were, the destruction was absolute. Like a forest fire burning everything, Jerusalem’s walls and temples were torn down, it’s people made refugees, many deported to Babylon itself. Yet here is Jeremiah looking at this destruction and what does he say? 

In those days and at that time I will cause a righteous Branch to spring up for David, and he shall execute justice and righteousness in the land.

In those days Judah will be saved, and Jerusalem will live in safety. And this is the name by which it will be called: “The LORD is our righteousness.”
[Jeremiah 33:15f]

Look at the ashes of a burned over forest and indeed, just that way, there are new sprigs. There are seeds which have a waxy outer coating that melts in a fire; they only grow afterward. There are small creatures who scuttle safe now from the larger ones no longer able to live there. There is life reclaiming desolation. There is hope in action. 

Hope is behind the awful vision in Luke’s gospel. He wrote it in a terrible time. Perhaps 20 years or so before he wrote, Jerusalem was engulfed in a war that again led to its destruction. Many historians believe that sometime in that violence, the members of the first Christian church, including James, the brother of Jesus, died. Surely friends of Luke perished. Jerusalem was left a ruin, and Luke must have heard about it, perhaps seen it. Some people like to take this section of the gospel and others like it and make up stories about the end of the world. But if we listen closely, we find that it isn’t about some future disaster, it’s about the present. 

For we live also in a time with threatening clouds. I could name various things, I could describe the darkness I see, but I don’t think it’s necessary to recite headlines from the news; we see it, we hear it. The question isn’t whether to be more afraid of one or the other threat, the question is, how can we find hope amidst all the threats? And Jesus’s answer is simple: the fig tree.

Figs weave throughout the Bible. We don’t think anything about sweetness; it comes in little packets for coffee, in bowls, in white sugar and brown, in cakes and all kinds of things. But the ancient Mediterranean world didn’t have sugar as we know it. They only had two sources of sweetness: honey and figs. So throughout the Bible, figs are a symbol of God giving a sweetness to life. Fig trees are mentioned many times along with vines, that is, with wine. The figs the tree gives are a sign of God’s blessing.

In the midst of threats, in the midst of fear, Jesus says, “Pay attention to the fig tree.” I used to live in Northern Michigan where about 80% of or cherries are grown. I had a church with lots of cherry growers, and we all watched the progress of the trees. We had a blessing service for their blossoms in May; we had a festival that shut down everything in July when the harvest began. We all reveled in the cherries when they were ready. I imagine people with fig trees are the same. Jesus says, “Pay attention!” He points out what everyone knows: that when you see the blossoming fig tree, you know the sweetness is coming. When you see the blossoms, you know the blessing is coming. 

Later on in this season, there will be angels to talk about, but that is not this day. Later on, there will be gifts to wrap and unwrap, emblems of the gifts of God, but that is not this day. This day is a day to spend in the forest of Advent, looking around. This day is a day to look for the tree old and dead, and discover how it’s sending out a new sprout, a sign of hope. This day is to wake up, look around, and gratefully remember that in this forest, in this day, there are indeed figs, gifts of God, emblems of God’s love, getting ready to blossom and grow.

There is a story about a psychologist who put two boys in stalls full of horse manure and told them to shovel it out. Left alone for a while, when the psychologist came back, one boy was sitting in the corner, shovel leaned next to him, and when he saw the psychologist, he said, “Get me out of here! It stinks and this is hard work!” The other boy was shoveling furiously, intent, busy, and when asked why he was working so hard, he said, “With all this manure, there has to be a pony here somewhere!” 

Advent is a time to look around, see the signs of hope, give thanks for them, share them. I used to add: it’s a great time to invite a friend to church. I still think that but today what’s more important is that we invite people we see into seeing the signs of hope. There are indeed dark clouds; there are storms breaking. No one should deny that. But there are also signs of grace; there are blessings waiting to burst forth. Our task, following Jesus, is to share those. Advent is a forest; look for the shoots coming up, signs of God’s loving creation. Look for the figs, the sweet signs of God’s blessing.

Amen.