Good Friday
Sermon by Rev Timothy A Leitzke on The
Passion According to
It’s a
political power play: This world against God’s world. This world produces so
much that is terrible; I say that as a product of this postmodern world, a man
who straddles ‘Generation X’ and ‘Generation Why’. We’re different that those
who went before us, but then so is everyone. We don’t necessarily see the rampant
sexuality of today’s culture, $4 Starbucks coffee, millions of people on
anti-depressants and ethnic diversity beyond what the anti-segregationists
dreamed as evil. No, the evil of this world is nothing new; it is timeless, as
old as creation itself, and it’s a political power play: God’s, ‘Don’t touch my
tree’, against Sin’s, ‘You can be like gods, too.’ It’s the human tragedy. On
Good Friday, that tragedy is played out in the man trapped in this passion
story, Pontius Pilate. Yes, Jesus is the center of the story, but he’s in
complete control the whole time. Pilate is trapped.
He was,
possibly, a poster child for all that made
The local
religious establishment brings him Jesus, indignant that he would want to know
the charge against him. They suggest ‘evildoer’. There is no such charge. They
mention that they want to kill him, and here Pilate’s problem begins. It’s a
capital case they want, and only Pilate has the authority to deal with it.
Three times he examines Jesus and addresses the crowd. Each time Jesus
befuddles him, and each time the religious establishment ups the ante, bringing
more of the political power structure to bear. Pilate tries to placate them by
having his soldiers make fun of Jesus and hit him a few times. They keep
demanding crucifixion, finally citing a charge: blasphemy.
Pilate has
to carry out the Roman rule of respecting local religious customs, and, lest
there be any question, the religious authorities probably thought that they
were doing God’s work, following the law written in Leviticus 24:16. Pilate
tries one more time, and they authorities play their trump card: ‘If you
release this (one), you are not a friend of Caesar; anyone who makes himself a
king sets himself against Caesar.’ Caesar is the Emperor. Caesar is the High
Priest of the Roman religion, practically a god among humans. Caesar is Pontius
Pilate’s sugar daddy. Caesar can pull the plug on Pilate’s Roman dream, and
you’d better believe he’ll do it if Pilate lets this guy go around calling
himself ‘King’. There is no escape for Pontius Pilate. He is bound by the Law
of Judea and bound by the Law of Rome to Sin by killing an innocent man.
One can
sense the turmoil in Pilate’s mind even from the number of times that he tries
to release Jesus, the number of times he asks the authorities if they really
mean that they want to crucify Jesus, the way he offers to crucify a vicious
criminal in Jesus’ place. He knows
that Jesus is not guilty—he finds him ‘not guilty’ twice! He knows the truth; he’s staring the truth
right in the face. Still, he asks the truth himself—Jesus—‘what is truth?’ Pilate’s
anguish and the political power play that causes it come out most lucidly in
Pilate’s second interrogation, inside the Praetorium, where trembling with fear
he says to Jesus, ‘You will not speak to me? You don’t know that I have
authority to release you and I have authority to crucify you?’ All the might of
What do you
think you would pick?
Pilate only thinks he has authority. He has none. He
is not free. He is captive to Sin and its power, the Law. He is bound by Sin to
kill Jesus. Given true freedom, of course Pontius Pilate would free Jesus!
Jesus is innocent! Pilate’s not stupid; he can see that. Given freedom, Pilate
would follow God without hesitation. His hesitation is the chain Sin has
wrapped around him, and because of Sin’s chains, Pilate would kill Jesus every
time he was asked. If you were free, you’d never kill Jesus; bound by Sin, you
would kill Jesus every time you were asked. God says, ‘Don’t touch my tree.’ If
you were free, you never would touch God’s tree…but, ‘You can be like gods’
sounds awfully nice to us. Pilate,
Friends of
Christ, God’s control, even as we are killing God’s son, is our only hope, and,
Friends of Christ, it is hope that we can trust. Even in this brutal murder
committed by a man in bondage to Sin, God’s will of salvation is done. Know
this: God does not want Jesus to die. God’s will is salvation. On account of
Sin, God’s will in Pontius Pilate gets warped. Things don’t happen just the way
God willed them to happen. Jesus gets crucified. God’s will gets done anyway.
The man we crucify is in complete control.
Sin wants
Jesus dead, just like Sin wants each of us dead, and Sin makes sure that Jesus
dies. What Sin doesn’t know, is that God is in Jesus’ death, and by God dying
on the cross God is forgiving us. In the grand scheme of things, God is right
and we are wrong. On the cross, God, Jesus, that weak, helpless man, is
surrendering any claim to being right. If God has no claim to being right, then
we people are no longer wrong. God forgives our Sin. God sends away our Sin. It
is as though Sin never existed. Sin kills Jesus, but because God is dying in
Jesus, Sin is forgiven, sent away. Sin thinks it kills Jesus; Sin kills itself.
Good Friday
is bittersweet. It’s like laughing during a friend’s funeral. We mourn the
death of Jesus, but when we leave in darkness we leave with the laughter of a
prankster, that delighted smirk that says, ‘I can’t believe Sin fell for it!’
Friends of
Christ, Sin falls for it every time, and Sin will fall for it every time,
because God is in control. Pilate will kill Jesus every time and God will
forgive Pilate every time. God forgives us every time, for everything. Yes,
there’s more to Christian life than that—there are expectations of how to
behave when you know that you’re forgiven. That’s not the point tonight.
Tonight, and every Good Friday, Sin, Pontius Pilate, kills God’s Son, and every
time Sin kills itself and God forgives Pontius Pilate, or, rather, God forgives
us. That ancient power play is broken by the bleeding of that helpless man. God
says, ‘Don’t touch my tree,’ and we nail God to it…and God sends away our Sin.