Sermon Title:  Jesus and the Outcast

Sermon Text:  Mark 5:21-34

Sermon Date:  July 15, 2007

 

Scripture                                                                                                       Mark 5:21 21

25And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. 26She had suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet instead of getting better she grew worse. 27When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, 28because she thought, "If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed." 29Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering. 30At once Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around in the crowd and asked, "Who touched my clothes?" 31"You see the people crowding against you," his disciples answered, "and yet you can ask, 'Who touched me?' "  32But Jesus kept looking around to see who had done it. 33Then the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell at his feet and, trembling with fear, told him the whole truth. 34He said to her, "Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering." 35While Jesus was still speaking, some men came from the house of Jairus, the synagogue ruler. "Your daughter is dead," they said. "Why bother the teacher any more?" 36Ignoring what they said, Jesus told the synagogue ruler, "Don't be afraid; just believe." 37He did not let anyone follow him except Peter, James and John the brother of James. 38When they came to the home of the synagogue ruler, Jesus saw a commotion, with people crying and wailing loudly. 39He went in and said to them, "Why all this commotion and wailing? The child is not dead but asleep." 40But they laughed at him. After he put them all out, he took the child's father and mother and the disciples who were with him, and went in where the child was. 41He took her by the hand and said to her, "Talitha koum!" (which means, "Little girl, I say to you, get up!" ). 42Immediately the girl stood up and walked around (she was twelve years old).

 

 

             We had an interesting conversation at our CE meeting this week.  It started out about menopause and ended up talking about extreme menstrual pain.  Poor John Garner was the only male in the room but to his credit he wasn’t too embarrassed having grown up in a family of women. 

I know that most of you men would have felt uncomfortable in such a conversation but I’m not sure why.  It is a normal function of life.  But we are easily embarrassed by such topics and it probably started back in the holiness codes. 

You might remember that in the book of Genesis, Rachael, wife of Jacob, stole her father’s idols by sitting on them and telling him that she couldn’t get up because “it was that time.”  He wouldn’t dare come near her in that case! 

The Holiness Codes of Leviticus set the stage.  You may not realize this but even after lovemaking, the man and woman had to be ritually purified.  They had to bathe in water and were unclean until evening.  (Lev. 15:16-18).  Now purification took longer for a woman who was menstruating.  She had to be separate from others for seven days (Lev. 18:19).  And any man who was “with” her, anyone who touched her and everything she sat on was also unclean. 

So if you have been menstruating for twelve years, this would obviously mean that you were to be separate from society for 12 years.  4,380 days.  105,210 hours. 

            I realize this may be the first time the words “menstrual cramps” have been mentioned from this pulpit.  Guys, you may have watched us, but you haven’t experienced it.  Let me just say I can’t imagine twelve years of it.  Twelve years of excessive bleeding with no end of stopping.  She had been to the doctor over and over with no relief, and now she was broke.  She was in a hopeless situation.  She was an outcast.

            I can appreciate what she must have felt.  When my daughter Courtney was in junior high she became sick.  Exhaustion, fever, headaches.  She would stay home from school for a day or two and then feeling better, she’d return to school and resume her normal life, only for the cycle to repeat itself a couple of days later.  We spent a lot of time at our doctor’s office.  He ran blood tests.  No leukemia.  No mono.  No nothing.  And then finally one day he said, “I don’t know what is wrong,” and he said goodbye to us.

            He didn’t refer her to a specialist.  He didn’t ask how we were doing emotionally.  He didn’t offer any hope at all.  He didn’t call her illness psychosomatic but the implication was there.  “It is all in your head, kid.  Get over it.”

            I was devastated, much more than she.  She was tired of being sick (having missed about a month of school at this point) but I was scared to death that she was dying.  I was afraid there was a terrible diagnosis on the horizon and he just robbed me of any hope I had left.  And I was angry, furious to be honest.

            I went home and sobbed and the next day I called a doctor’s office on the IUPUI campus where I worked and made an appointment for her.  This new doctor took a lot of time listening to our story and running tests.  She got to know Courtney as a person.  And a few weeks later she decided that while the tests didn’t show it, she was going to treat Courtney for mono.  She was to go to school each day and come home and go to bed.  She was not to resume her daily activities until the doctor cleared her but to rebuild her stamina a little at a time.  Having mono a few years later myself, those were wise words.  And the situation was vastly different from one doctor to another. 

            One doctor, a good man, actually robbed us of hope and could have made her worse.  Another doctor, who took the time to offer us something, however small.  She eased our fears and burden and soon Courtney was back to normal.

            It is really awful when your doctor won’t listen to you.  However my experiences have shown me that most doctors do listen.  They just can’t always make the pain go away like Jesus could.

            I find it helpful to look at the Gospels and ask two questions:  First, what was Jesus trying to convey to the people of that day and second, what does Jesus want us to get out of it…..today….July 15, 2007?

            I’m sure the story was told to us so that we could see the tremendous faith of both the woman and Jairus.  Both had faith that Jesus could heal with his touch.  The woman only needed to touch Jesus’ robe and be healed.  Jesus needed only to touch Jairus’ daughter and she would not only be healed but return to life.  The writers of the day would have wanted people to know about this tremendous faith. 

            The crowd of that day had to be astounded by the event.  Maybe they were as astounded that Jesus knew he had been touched as they were by the healing that followed.   This would have been a teaching moment for the people following Jesus and for the disciples.

            Maybe in a later moment Jesus said to them, “She had been made worse by the doctors who took all of her money and they left her with no hope.  But you, my disciples, can heal her as I did…if you have the faith, her faith.” 

            But I don’t think that is why Jesus wants us to hear this story today.  It may be that we can heal if we have enough faith but that isn’t the rule today.  We rely on modern medicine to do the healing.  We rely on our own strength to heal ourselves.  And if all this is true, how can we help this woman or others like her?

            What does God want us to do to help those who don’t have the resources to get medical help?

            I will admit that I am an advocate for some kind of national health insurance and I think Jesus would be too.  I don’t know how it should work but I believe that having medical care should not be a privilege of those of us who are fortunate enough to have jobs that offer benefits.

            A study, published in the journal “Health Affairs,” estimated that medical bankruptcies affect about 2 million Americans every year, including the 700,000 children.  Dr. David Himmelstein, an associate professor of medicine at Harvard Medical School says, “Our study is frightening.  Unless you’re Bill Gates you’re just one serious illness away from bankruptcy.”

  Most of the medically bankrupt were average Americans who happened to get sick.  Health insurance offered little protection. "Among those whose illnesses led to bankruptcy, out-of-pocket costs averaged $11,854 since the start of illness; 75.7 percent had insurance at the onset of illness."

The average bankrupt person surveyed had spent $13,460 on co-payments, deductibles and uncovered services if they had private insurance. People with no insurance spent an average of $10,893 for such out-of-pocket expenses.   (http://www.commondreams.org/headlines05/0202-08.htm)

What can we do?  As individuals?  As a church?  As a people?  What does Jesus want us to do?

I remember as a single parent being frustrated with the medical system.  AND I HAD INSURANCE.  No doctor was open at night when I wasn’t working so we used the emergency room because at night I had more time to wait and it didn’t require a co-pay in those days.

I was frustrated that I couldn’t take a lunch hour for a doctor’s visit because the wait was too long and by the time I picked up a sick child and got them to the doctor, then back home, my lunch hour had grown to 2 or 3 hours.

When Courtney was sick I was lucky to have a boss who understood and allowed me the time to be a mother.  But not all parents are that fortunate.  Not all illnesses go away as easily as her illness did.  What would I have done had she had leukemia and needed me at home to care for her?  Most likely I would have had to quit my job, move back to Scottsburg and live with my parents or go on welfare. 

            The bottom line is really this:  Jesus calls us to care for the least of these.  Those who are sick and those with lots of other problems.  Matthew 25 is very clear:

 

35For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.'

 37"Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?'

 40"The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'

 41"Then he will say to those on his left, 'Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. 42For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, 43I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.'

 44"They also will answer, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?'

 45"He will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.'

 46"Then they will go away to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life."

            Jesus wouldn’t have said these words if he didn’t mean them.  And when we take care of the least of these, we take of each other, without judgment.  And that is grace for the outcasts of yesterday and today.