Psalm 150
Surprises give us the twin gift of joy
and laughter, and today is a day for surprises. The Easter story is full of surprises, and as the weeks after Easter
unfold, additional surprises pile up. Now, we don’t always like surprises, do
we? It seems a few weeks back we might have talked about some of the kinds of
surprises that we don’t really care for. But the revelations of Easter are the
good kind of surprises, and they often bring the kind of joy and laughter as this story I heard last week:
Perhaps you’ve heard
about the elderly woman who had just returned home from an evening of church
services when she was startled by an intruder. She caught the man in the act of
robbing her home of its valuables and yelled, "Stop! Acts 2:38!"
(Which reads, “Repent and be baptized, in the name of Jesus Christ so that your sins may be forgiven.”)
(Which reads, “Repent and be baptized, in the name of Jesus Christ so that your sins may be forgiven.”)
The burglar stopped in his tracks. The woman calmly called the
police and explained what she had done. As the officer cuffed the man to take
him in, he asked the burglar, "Why did you just stand there? All the old
lady did was yell a scripture to you."
"Scripture?" replied the burglar. "She said she had
an ax and two 38's!"
I have another story for you:
There
was a woman who was doing some baking for her Easter dinner on Holy Saturday.
There was a knock at the door. She went to find a man, dressed in shabby
clothes, and looking for some odd jobs. He asked her if there was anything he
could do. She said, "Can you paint?"
"Yes," he said. "I’m a rather good painter."
"Well," she said, "Go into my shed - there are two gallons of green paint there and a brush, and there’s a porch out back that needs to be painted. Please do a good job. I’ll pay you what the job is worth."
He said, "That’s great. I will be done quickly."
She went back to her baking and did not think much more about it until there was a knock at the door. She went, and it was obvious he had been painting for he had it on his clothes. She asked, "Did you finish the job?"
He said, "Yes."
She said, "Did you do a GOOD job?"
He said, "Yes. But lady, there’s one thing I would like to point out to you. That is not a Porsche back there. That is a Mercedes."
"Yes," he said. "I’m a rather good painter."
"Well," she said, "Go into my shed - there are two gallons of green paint there and a brush, and there’s a porch out back that needs to be painted. Please do a good job. I’ll pay you what the job is worth."
He said, "That’s great. I will be done quickly."
She went back to her baking and did not think much more about it until there was a knock at the door. She went, and it was obvious he had been painting for he had it on his clothes. She asked, "Did you finish the job?"
He said, "Yes."
She said, "Did you do a GOOD job?"
He said, "Yes. But lady, there’s one thing I would like to point out to you. That is not a Porsche back there. That is a Mercedes."
It was only last year that I heard about Holy Humor Sunday, this
particular designation for the Second Sunday of Easter.
When I first heard
about it—I honestly thought it was a modern, creative solution to the
after-Easter blues - For that “low” Sunday
after Easter when the once full sanctuary is back to the regular crew, minus a
few, who are on vacation; when the pastor, the organist, and the lay leaders
are all beat from the activities of Lent, Holy Week and Easter, and people are just
coming out of a chocolate Easter bunny coma…
I thought Holy Humor Sunday was another Easter surprise, a new way to lighten things up a bit, focus
on something other than the Thomas
story we hear every year, a way to
remember the joy, exuberance and laughter with which we have greeted the
Easter Good News:
Alleluia! Christ
is Risen!
He
is risen indeed! Alleluia!
Well, I was wrong; At least about the ‘modern’ part.
It turns out that the Greeks started Holy Humor celebrations
in the early centuries of Christianity, celebrations now being resurrected—pun intended—in American congregations.
For centuries in Eastern
Orthodox, Catholic and Protestant countries, the week following Easter was
observed as "days of joy and laughter" with parties and picnics to
celebrate Jesus' resurrection.
For hundreds of
years, churchgoers and pastors played practical jokes on each other during this
week and on this Sunday, drenching each other with water, telling
jokes even if nowhere near April
Fool’s Day, singing and dancing.
The custom was rooted
in the musings of early church theologians like Augustine who argued that God played a practical joke on the devil by raising Jesus from the dead.
Risus paschalis – “the Easter laugh," the early theologians called it.
So, one more time…..
A Sunday school teacher was teaching the Ten Commandments to her
five and six year olds.
After explaining the commandment to ‘honor thy father and thy
mother’, she asked, ‘is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our
brothers and sisters?”
One little boy shouted, “Thou shall not kill”
There you go, a taste
of Holy Humor on this Sunday—to honor and celebrate the gift of joy and delight God has given to God’s
people and, in the words of Augustine, a day to give thanks for the great joke God played on the devil when God raised Jesus from the dead.
While we often turn
to scripture with great seriousness and holy respect, both of which are appropriate, it’s also true that the scriptures
proclaim and encourage joy and laughter and singing and dancing. Take
our psalm reading from this morning, for instance.
It’s as if God knew
we would too often take ourselves too seriously, and would need to be
reminded from time to time, to let go,
let God, and lighten up.
Nowhere is this more
evident than in the words of Psalm 150, where the imperative is given to
faithfully reflect God’s desire for joy and praise and adoration. – Hallel u Yah! Praise God!
This psalm draws the
entire psalter to its conclusion –– through a dramatic call to praise that is
unambiguous: it summons “everyone who breathes” to praise God.
Coming just a week
after Easter Sunday, with the glorious sound of brass and bells and voices
raised in song and “alleluia” refrains still fresh in our minds, Psalm 150
reminds us that the effects of the
resurrection of Jesus remain and continue.
What joy this good news brings to us. Our
gospel lesson assures us that Easter was not
just a dream; the risen Jesus appears to his disciples and assures them that he
has conquered death through his
resurrection, and is still with them.
Jesus assuages the
doubts of all of them, and finally of Thomas, that it really, truly is he,
Jesus Christ, risen from the dead, who stands before them, still bearing the
wounds of his crucifixion.
On this Sunday, Psalm 150, with its
imperative to praise God, is paired together with that old story of doubt and
faith while the unmistakable intention of God rings out over and over again
through the repetition of this command at each the start of every line of the
psalm: Praise God!
Praise God in his
sanctuary; but not only in this
sanctuary; Praise God in the mighty firmaments! The “firmaments” include everything under the dome of the sky for
the Hebrew people – in other words, Praise
God from every place throughout
the entire universe!
The psalm plays out
in four parts –
WHO is to be praised? God is to be praised.
WHY God is to be praised? Because God is mighty and God is of
unsurpassing greatness.
HOW is God to be praised?
With unsurpassing brilliance of sound – from trumpet all
the way to clashing cymbals, with every instrument then known to humankind,
with great cacophony of sound, with enthusiasm and even with dance; God is to be praised. With our
whole voice, body, brain, being, God
is to be praised!
WHO is to DO the
praising? The Scriptures reflect the Hebrew idea of completion here – the entire creation, for all that breathes, God is to be praised.
Psalm
150 begins and ends with Hallel u Yah (in Hebrew, Praise YHWH). So, we remember
that this praise is not about us – it is about God.
Today
we come together to praise God who is Creator, Comforter, Savior, and
Sovereign. For that is how we experience
this God whom we praise and glorify.
For
the beauty which surrounds us this day, the flowering trees, the greening
grass, the singing birds, the rain-soaked fields, the deep, broad ocean, the
vastness of the sky; we praise God who is
Creator.
For
those of us who have experienced the unbearable loss of a child or a spouse, or
a parent or relationship; for those who are facing medical or financial
challenges yet cope by grace they cannot fully comprehend, God the Sustainer
and Comforter is known and experienced in the deep dark night of doubt and
fear. Ever-present, ever-sustaining God
be praised.
For
all those times we have fallen short, have felt mired in failure, have known
that on our own we can never “know enough” or “do enough” – and yet are loved
to worthiness by Jesus, we praise God the
Savior.
And
for the broad experience of our lives and of our world, for the gifts of
creation, salvation, love and mercy, joy and laughter, we praise God as Sovereign over our lives and all that blesses us and
besets us.
Old Testament
scholar and teacher Walter Brueggemann, reflecting on this psalm, writes, “the
expectation of the Old Testament is not finally obedience but adoration.”
So it is that on
this Holy Humor Sunday, in the lightness of our hearts, in the midst of laughter
and joy reflected in our alleluias –we are invited to raise our praise and
adoration to the eternally surprising God,
the mighty and blessed one, who defeats evil
and death, and reconciles the world
to Godself through scarred and holy hands and feet, an empty tomb, and the
message of the ages – Praise God.
We are invited
to laugh at what once held us bound, knowing that in Christ we are now set
free.
Each Sunday, our
Easter celebration continues as we bask in the truth of the resurrection and we
Praise God, knowing that the Good News of this day comes in the form of the
ever-living God we can trust, who is faithful and just, who is the loving and
redeeming Lord of all creation. Hallelu Yah! Hallelu Yah! Hallelu Yah!
The beauty of Psalm 150 -- which calls
everyone and everything that breathes to praise God with trumpet, cymbals, and
dance, in any and every way possible -- is that it frees one to praise loudly,
with clanging and clashing, both in times of triumph and in the day-to-day
challenges of life.
In humor and laughter, in joy and song, let
the Easter refrain play on, for Alleluia! Christ is Risen!
He is risen indeed! Alleluia!
Amen.
Amen.
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