I Believe in the Resurrection
Luke 21:5-19 (20-28)
St. Thomas' Memorial Church
November 17, 2013
By now you’ve all heard of the devastation that Typhoon Yolanda unleashed on the Philippines a little more than a week ago. A storm that some have called the worst in recorded history, where 10,000 are feared to be dead and over 100,000 displaced. Maybe you’ve seen some of the images and videos of entire cities flattened, of families separated, of corpses piled by the roadside. It’s hard to imagine what must be going through the minds of those living in the cities affected. Shock, fear, despair? Because I am so far removed from it and am going about my everyday life just the same, it’s hard for me to internalize it. It’s hard for me to realize that not only have hopes and dreams been shattered, but--more basic, more fundamental--livelihoods have become undone. Great buildings, great cities, strong towers have--unthinkably--been brought low. Families and friends are separated, possibly never to be reunited.
This morning’s Gospel lesson from Luke describes a similar story. It opens with Jesus and his disciples in Jerusalem at the Temple. He’s been teaching here for over a chapter. All of his previous arguments and rhetorical traps have been set in the Temple; these detailed discussions of the most Jewish of issues have been conducted in that most Jewish of places, the place one could encounter God in a special way. A few verses earlier, a faithful woman, both widowed and impoverished, threw her whole life into the Temple treasury and Jesus was impressed.
And now this morning’s Gospel lesson tells us that some of the people with Jesus look up and speak in awe of the beauty of the Temple, the center of the Jewish world. And rightly so, for the the Temple was stunning. The Temple was huge. The outer court of the Temple could hold 400,000 people, and at festival times it held crowds nearly that large. The Temple was overwhelming as is fitting to the building that honors the God who alone is God.






