Monday, July 16, 2012

We Mourn

This was my sermon from the first of July, on David's Lament over the death of Saul and Jonathan. I'm enjoying working through the books of First and Second Samuel, and the historical-critical questions that my study of it brings up. How sincere is David's lament, given that the deaths of Saul and three of his sons has suddenly cleared the path to the throne for him? How culpable is David, given that he had been fighting on the Philistine side for two years? Could the story of him being sent back from the lines be a cover-up by his supporters to protect David from the accusation of killing Saul? 

These are good questions for study, but not necessarily good for preaching. I don't address them in this sermon. I take the text for what it is, a lament, and ask what it is we do when we are brought to our knees by the loss of a friend and comrade?  With the recent experience in America of celebrity deaths turning into multimillion dollar industries, it's worth it to look at a different model for responding to loss.
 
...we mourn.

Ever since Samuel had come to the little town of Bethlehem and brought Jesse’s sons to the sacrifice, David’s life had become complicated. One day, he was the least among his brothers, not important enough to be called in for dinner, and the next he was the secretly anointed King of Israel, called to perform before Saul, the current king of Israel. Samuel had come to Bethlehem and anointed him, and the spirit of God rested upon him. From that point forward, his life was in danger.

            The more success he had, the more danger he found himself in. David became a warrior and led the armies of Saul, and Saul grew jealous. Saul sent him on increasingly more dangerous missions, hoping that David would fall by the enemy’s sword. He sets the bride-price for his daughter at 100 Philistine foreskins, thinking that surely David cannot survive the attempt. When that fails Saul sends his servants and his son Jonathan to kill his rival. 

            In Saul’s son Jonathan, however, he found a friend. Jonathan argued on David’s behalf with his father, and even achieved a reprieve for David, if only briefly. David was able to return, but uneasily, for he knew that Saul’s anger was unappeased. Soon enough, Saul him tries to kill him, and David flees as the spear which Saul had thrown quivers in the wall where he had just stood.

With his life in danger again, David goes to Jonathan, who protects him, warning him with an arrow that it is not safe for David to return to court. With nowhere to turn in Israel, David flees to Gath, Goliath’s hometown and a city of the Philistines. David is forced to live a double life. Not safe in Israel, David must hide his loyalty to Saul amongst his enemies, finding their cities safer than his own. David spends much of his life in hiding, always afraid and always moving, worried that Saul would find him and kill him, but succored and helped by Jonathan, who had come to be his closest friend.

Saul chases him across the land, so David and his mercenary band moved often, afraid wherever they went that they would be led into a trap. Jonathan loved David so much that he comes to David in hiding, in defiance of his father. He promises that David would reign as king, forgoing his right as Saul’s heir to David, the anointed one. This was the last David would see of his friend.

He walked on the edge of a knife, lying to the Philistines about who he fought to protect his homeland, aware that his alliance with Gath could be his undoing. When the Philistines gathered to battle Saul and the Israelites, David found himself on the wrong side. Luckily for him, the other Philistine kings didn’t trust him and sent him back from the battle. He was relieved from the burden of going out to battle against Saul and Jonathan and Israel.

The text from Samuel comes after the conclusion of this battle. The mighty armies of Israel have been defeated on Mount Gilboa. The Philistines routed the Israelites, killing many, including Saul and his son Jonathan. This news comes as sadness to David. It is a great defeat his nation, Israel has lost its king and has been delivered up to the Philistines. Saul, whom he had served, has fallen, along with Saul’s son Jonathan, David’s closest friend. In spite of the evident sadness which overcomes David, it is also a relief. David can finally return to Israel. He is no longer a man without a country. He no longer has to fear for his life every waking moment.

Indeed, as the one whom Samuel anointed, the path is clear for him to become king of Israel. But David has also lost his greatest ally and friend. Jonathan risked his life for David over and over again, interceded on his behalf to his progressively more unbalanced father. Jonathan even gave up his claim to the throne for David, such was his love for his father’s rival.

For David, Saul and Israel’s defeat is both a devastating loss and a soothing relief. He has finally found safety and security. And at the same time, he’s suddenly lost the only solace which brought him this far. It is a pitiable situation, to have lost his comfort at the exact time he had escaped his tribulations. What do we do when we experience loss that is both a burden and a relief? We mourn.

Loss isn’t something that we address all that often in our society. We certainly never address it unless we’re forced to. And then when we do, it is to push it away, or try to get over it, rather than acknowledge and accept our grief.  We suddenly find it particularly pressing to demonstrate that everything is “all right,” and we allow all our energies to be focused on that one goal. When confronted with grief we try to move past it as quickly as we can, as if grief is a sickness or a disease to be cured. And what do we have to cure it with? 

And even when we want to grieve, we cannot find the words. The pop psychology answer that everyone must grieve in their own way has left us with no way. We are so open to everything that we can find comfort in nothing. The platitudes and cliché’s that we throw around so freely offer us no comfort.

Leon Wieseltier was what they call culturally Jewish, a non-practicing Jew, when his father died. But he decided to recite the mourner’s Kaddish each week at his temple, not because he was brought back to belief, but because grieving by following the path of tradition and his ancestors was easier than trying to hack his own way through the jungle of grief.

In that spirit I submit to you David’s lamentation at the deaths of Saul and Jonathan. Walter Brueggemann explains that this lamentation, “this text is a noticing, and its noticing places hard questions before us.”[1] What permits one to notice the grief and loss of life around us? How can we break in on our muteness?” David does not seek answers, nor does he look past Israel’s defeat to the future. Upon hearing of the death of Saul and of his beloved friend Jonathan, David cries out in anguish, for Israel’s loss in defeat and the death of its king, and for his loss, in the death of his closest friend.
Your glory, O Israel, lies slain upon your high places!
How the mighty have fallen!
Tell it not in Gath,
proclaim it not in the streets of Ashkelon;
or the daughters of the Philistines will rejoice,
the daughters of the uncircumcised will exult.

You mountains of Gilboa,
let there be no dew or rain upon you,
nor bounteous fields!
For there the shield of the mighty was defiled,
the shield of Saul, anointed with oil no more.

From the blood of the slain,
from the fat of the mighty,
the bow of Jonathan did not turn back,
nor the sword of Saul return empty.

Saul and Jonathan, beloved and lovely!
In life and in death they were not divided;
they were swifter than eagles,
they were stronger than lions.

O daughters of Israel, weep over Saul,
who clothed you with crimson, in luxury,
who put ornaments of gold on your apparel.

How the mighty have fallen
in the midst of battle.
Jonathan lies slain upon your high places.

I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan;
greatly beloved were you to me;
your love to me was wonderful,
passing the love of women.

How the mighty have fallen,
and the weapons of war perished.

While we are so often quick to seek to put things aright, while we hesitate to acknowledge our grief, or perhaps know no way of relieving that burden, David is naked with his emotion. He grieves aloud for his nation, for his king, and for his friend and brother Jonathan. The future, for the moment, is bracketed out. He worried not about what comes next but gives voice and acknowledgement to the right now experience of loss. David shares his grief with all Israel, and Israel shares their grief with David. It is a ringing proclamation of humanity in the midst of despair.

            What do we do when loss bears both burden and relief, both guilt and anger, sadness and rage?  We mourn. We do as David did, we notice, we acknowledge, we moan. We speak honestly in the face of death. Because though Israel is largely defeated, it is not yet silenced.

            And by refusing to be silent in the face of death, we proclaim that there is more to be said. That death is not the final word. The final word is God’s and it is a word of life. A word of resurrection, healing, and hope.


[1] Brueggemann, Walter. First and Second Samuel. Interpretation; A Bible Commentary For Teaching and Preaching Ed. James Luther Mays. Louisville: John Knox Press, 1990, p. 218.

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