Justice First

Text: Mark 7:24-37
Other texts: Isaiah 35:4-7a, Psalm 146

Matthew steals this story from the Gospel of Mark. Mark was the first Gospel to be written, and this stealing from him is common. Both Luke and Matthew take Mark as one of their major sources of information. And both then often modify what Mark has to say. As it happens here.

People have had a hard time reconciling the sweet compassion of Jesus with the angry words he uses with the woman. After she asks for healing for her little daughter, Jesus answers that “It is not fair to take the children’s food and throw it to the dogs.” Meaning, everyone assumes, the woman and her suffering daughter. But in the end, of course, Jesus relents.

Matthew adds a line to the story that is not in Mark. In Matthew, after Jesus first rejects the woman’s petition, she cries out, “Lord, help me!” You might therefore think—and maybe this was Matthew’s purpose—you might think that Jesus changed his mind because he was moved with compassion. That would suit us, who imagine Jesus to be always even tempered and helpful. And sometimes Jesus is, even in Mark. In one of the first healing stories in Mark, Jesus was so overwhelmed with compassionate feelings that it says his stomach turned over in sympathy. But that is not what happens here. Here Jesus is turned not by his empathy but by God’s constant requirement for justice.

We have polluted this word “justice” in our times. It has become a synonym for retribution, for payback. Justice has come to mean “get what you deserve.” So when we talk about making sure justice is done we often as not mean “let’s find those guys and make sure they are punished.” But that is not what justice means in the Bible.

In the Bible, justice means “restoration.” Our world gets broken. The world is wounded. God’s design is frustrated. And justice is the world healed. Things set right again. The word justice in the Bible has overtones of joy. You know the essence of justice when you are in exile and can finally come home again. When you are in prison and can be back with your family. When you are hungry and get a good meal. When you are homeless and can finally be in a bed of your own. “My beddy, my beddy,” as my son used to say when he was little and tired and ready for sleep. He had a bed. Justice is the freedom from oppression. A conversion from suffocation to free breathing. From sickness to vibrant energy. From slavery to freedom.

In the world of the Bible, in our world, things are out of balance. The poor suffer while the rich gloat. People go hungry while others are gluttons. People are oppressed while others profit from oppression. Justice is done when those things that are broken are restored.

God is powerful. But our God is strange, favoring the weak and on the side of the poor. A God of the outcasts, God comes to us as Jesus, a poor vagrant who hangs with those who disgust others. God frees the people of Israel from Egypt because they are slaves. God’s identification is with justice. I am that God, God tells the Israelites, that God who brought you out of slavery. That one.

Yet the longing for justice lives in the powerful and the wealthy as well as in the weak and poor. So even the well-off find the songs we heard today from Isaiah and the psalm to be good news (oddly, since on the surface these verses condemn them). Partly that’s because everyone has felt oppressed from time to time. But it goes deeper than self-interest. It is mostly because injustice is evil. And that people feel that. Oppression is not from God. Injustice harms our souls as well as our world. Whether or not we benefit, we know that something is wrong.

When the psalm describes God’s power—the God who made heaven and earth, the seas and all that is in them—it is a God who restores justice. “He gives justice to the oppressed, food to the hungry,” so we recited today. The law of Israel starts with justice. The life and teachings of Jesus embody it.

In the Gospel story we just heard, a mother approaches Jesus while he is trying to get a little break. He is a celebrity by then, and Jesus had a hard time finding some private time for rest. He’d been running all over the countryside. So he’s a little crabby when, like an ancient-day telemarketer ignoring the do-not-call list, she interrupts his dinner. He tells her, in essence, to get lost, take a hike.

She argues with him. But instead of appealing to his compassion for her or her sick daughter, she reminds him of his call to do justice. “Even the dogs do not go hungry,” she says. Poor people were allowed to glean, or collect, the wheat from the fields, to gather a little of the produce there. It is an act of justice: the owners of the fields left some grain un-gathered for the poor. When the woman says to Jesus, Let me collect what you do not eat, Jesus remembers his call to do justice. You speak well, he tells her. It is her argument for justice, not her sad condition, that moves Jesus. Maybe Jesus doesn’t like the woman. It doesn’t matter. It is justice, not compassion, that moves Jesus.

We are called to love our neighbor. But this is a call to action, not a call to sentiment. To have compassion for another’s suffering is not enough. As far as justice is concerned, neither our feelings nor our beliefs are germane. We cannot control our feelings. We cannot force ourselves to love someone. But we can act as if we do. We can be just.

It does not matter whether we are pure of heart or soft-hearted or have a bleeding heart or a heart of stone. It does not matter whether we like our neighbor or despise our neighbor. What is more important: that Jesus liked the woman—or that he healed her daughter? Our motives are not the point. We feed hungry people and we treat the sick not because we are good but because they are, not because we love them but because God does, not because we like to but because we have been told to. We forgive those who sin against us not because we have forgotten those sins, but because we follow Jesus.

It is helpful to be reminded, as we have today by these readings, that social justice and the suffering of the poor is central to Christianity. What got the Pharisees mad—mad enough to kill Jesus—was not his compassion. They could not have cared less. What got them mad was his demand for justice.

Justice is not an optional add-on to religious fervor. For many, whether the church is good or is not is measured by whether it has been just. For many others, doing justice has been the path to knowing God. While finding faith is a gift of the Spirit, doing justice is something we can choose.

We are rightly humbled by knowing that without God we are lost. But that does not mean that we are helpless. Just because we cannot do everything does not mean we can do nothing. Just because we are always accepted by God does not mean that nothing is expected of us. Just because we have limited capacity does not mean we are incapacitated. Being a Christian is hard work, but good work. Our weakness calls for God’s salvation. But God’s justice calls for our strength.

The prophet Isaiah sings a song about the time when there is no more injustice. Listen to his words: Rejoice, blossom, be opened, leap like a deer, sing for joy, break forth,

The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad, the desert shall rejoice and blossom. It shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice with joy and singing. …. Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf unstopped; then the lame shall leap like a deer, and the tongue of the speechless sing for joy. Waters shall break forth in the wilderness, and streams in the desert; the burning sand shall become a pool, and the thirsty ground springs of water.

Let us pray that we may stand for the poor, fight for oppressed people, speak for the frightened, be bold on behalf of the timid, be stubborn against the powerful. Demand justice for all people, likeable or not, admirable or not, good or not.

Let us pray that with God’s blessing we may see that justice is done and the broken world restored.