The pollsters at Gallup released survey results yesterday showing that a record-high 77% of Americans view this nation as divided. More than a third of Americans are dreading Thanksgiving dinner this year because of inevitable conversations, and confrontations, about the recent presidential election. News outlets are reporting that tensions are running so high that folks are uninviting friends and family members to Thanksgiving dinner because of their differing political views. We've never seen anything quite like this before. Or have we? When I dug into Bill's Barrel to read some Thanksgiving sermons, I quickly found one discussing how polarized American society was in 1977. Here's what my father had to say that year on the eve of the Thanksgiving holiday:
"Our community, and all communities, stand in a desperately divided condition today. We hear so much about polarization in our nation, and most of us who have our eyes and ears open know that it is not just an empty phrase or a gimmick cooked up by the press. It is real. If you circulate at all and talk to people in your community, and if you examine yourself, you cannot help but be terrified at the chasms individuals and groups are dredging out between each other.
It has really come to the point where we must ask if true community does in fact exist any more. Or are we rather just an aggregate of unrelated people who share nothing with each other and just happen to live in the same geographical area? The barriers between us range from indifference, to quiet prejudice, to outright enmity. People live across the street or across the hall and don't even know each other's names. Symbols, like long or short hair, black or white skin, or different accents become walls that keep us from learning to know, appreciate and help each other.
But this is not a new problem even if it takes on greater proportions today. If you read the gospels, you get a glimpse of the great distance between peoples in the day and place where Jesus lived. Talk about a polarized community -- that was it! Gentiles versus Jews; Pharisees versus Sadducees; Jews loyal to Rome versus rebellious Jewish zealots; Jews versus Samaritans; clean versus unclean. It's hard to imagine such a small country with so many sub-groups trying desperately to avoid each other and clashing when they couldn't. Sometimes, this was carried to ridiculous extremes.
Samaria stood in the middle between the Jewish province of Galilee to the North and the Jewish province of Judea to the South. In Jesus's day, any good Jew traveling from Galilee to Judea or from Judea to Galilee would not take the shortest and most sensible route through Samaria, but in order to avoid the Samaritans (who were considered heretics and mixed breeds) would travel clear around Samaria, losing much time and energy. Or take another example: Learned rabbis decreed that when the wind was blowing from behind a leper toward a healthy person, the leper had to stand at least 50 yards away.
These examples sound ridiculous to us because they come from an ancient time. But if we could somehow get outside of our skins and watch some of the things we do, I'm sure our polarizing ways would seem equally ridiculous. A white family goes to the expense and trouble of uprooting themselves and moving if a black family moves in nearby. Property-owning taxpayers vote to keep out apartments, assuming that renters will bring an undesirable element. Students throw rocks and mock the police unmindful of how the very law they flout guarantees their freedom. Middle-class neighbors, comfortable and without much to do on a Saturday afternoon, sit on the patio knocking "lazy" welfare recipients. We have not come much further in building real community than had the many factions in Jesus's day."
So what is the solution for such a Balkanized state of affairs? My dad sought the answer in Thanksgiving:
"A true community is born when we can say thanks to God. What a unifying revelation it could be if all of us could really apprehend the fact that same God who makes it rain in my suburban middle-class township also makes it rain on the inner city, on the rural farming community and on the affluent neighborhood, on the hard-scrabbled borough and on the quaint college town. Now that sounds simple, I know, but I think there's a point. If all of us, despite our differences, could see by faith that our life comes from a common source in God, if we all could suddenly grasp that our common needs are all served by the same Lord, that our thanksgivings rise to the same Father, then most assuredly, the gaps between us would quickly close.
It is said of animals who are natural enemies that during times of flood they can be found sitting side by side quite peaceably on some high piece of ground. Why? Simply because they have been forced to recognize that this small piece of dry ground is their one and only salvation. How parabolic that is for us! Here we are bickering and feuding, expending valuable energy, sometimes even spilling blood to maintain the differences between us, and so few of us ever stop and look up to get the big picture. So few of us manage to apprehend by faith that when each individual breaths out thanksgiving for life, it all rises to the same God.
A true community also is born when we say thanks to each other. In Jesus's day no two people stood further apart, both figuratively and literally, than a healthy Jew and a leper. When Jesus heals a group of ten lepers, they go on their way, but one suddenly turns and breaks ranks with the rest, runs back and falls at Jesus's feet, giving him thanks. This man, who is not only a leper but a Samaritan, returns to thank a Jew! This is a real breakthrough. The Gospel draws people together into Christian community.
Christ lends a wholeness to life, not only to individual life but also to shared life between people. Christ brings us together into a relationship of mutual gratitude and appreciation. Somehow Christ gives us the ability to see differences in other people not as barriers, not as something to fear, but rather as blessings. What the other fellow has that I don't have is something he can offer to me for my enrichment, and something for which I should thank him. God very often chooses to bestow his blessings on us through others. This is how God works. How stunted and narrow our lives become when, because of our differences, we cut ourselves off from the good gifts God would give us through others.
This Thanksgiving, it is really up to us to choose what we would make of this event. It could be merely a time to turn inward and thank God for our private prosperity, but I urge you to go beyond that. Our community is as polarized and fragmented as any American community today. It is our job as the Body of Christ in this time and this place to be the reconciling agents in our community. The way to begin this leavening work is to remember that all people, despite their differences, owe thanks to the same God and, because of their differences, owe thanks to each other."
From: "A Community Gives Thanks"
Preached at: Community Thanksgiving Eve Service,
Easton, Pennsylvania (1977)
Scripture: Luke 17:11-19; John 4:1-14
