Do
you know about the cornerstone of the U.S. Capitol Building? At a
certain spot in the Capitol Building is a plaque that reads:
"Beneath this stone is the original cornerstone for this
building." For years
everybody assumed that the tablet was correct. Published reports of
George Washington's presence at the cornerstone laying ceremony led
researchers to place the plaque at that particular site.
It
was believed that all you would have to do was dig beneath two
centuries of additions and debris and modifications and foundation
and somewhere at the bottom of all that has been added onto the
original building-- there would be this single precious rock. Maybe
there’d even be a time capsule loaded valuable historical
artifacts. Who knew what might be encased in such a treasure trove?
The flag flown at Valley Forge? A first draft of the Constitution?
An autographed copy of the Federalist
Papers? The minds of
Historians boggled at the possibilities.
But
as it turns out, the cornerstone isn't there. They can't find it.
They've been looking for a few years now. They've used all sorts of
advanced scientific instruments--X-rays and Radar, and Sonar and MRIs
and CAT scans-- whatever it is that you use. They've dug up the
slopes of Capitol Hill. They've done everything possible short of
actually dismantling and excavating the Capitol Building itself.
And
the result? No cornerstone. No time capsule. No original copy of
James Madison's Inaugural address. Not a even a copy of Dolly
Madison's chocolate chip cookie recipe.
I
think the absence of a cornerstone serves to underline all the anger
and divisiveness present on Capitol Hill nowadays. The squabbling
has been going on for so long now, that we’ve come to take for
granted all the party in-fighting and the culture wars going on daily
in the Capitol corridors. Disorder and disunity reign because our
leaders lack a cornerstone of shared values and priorities beneath
them. Their rancorous instincts to cut this and over-fund that, to
one-up and out-macho each other, to glad hand and back-stab even
those of their own party-- is symbolized by with their back-hoe
operators coming up empty!
Cornerstones
have always had a symbolic as well as a structural importance. They
mark. They signify. The join together other stones at a crucial
point. A cornerstone by its nature, is always located in the
foundation-- never on the roof. When the cornerstone is missing
below, the foundation will be shaky, and when the foundation is
shaky, the building is inherently unstable.
Often
a cornerstone bears the history and name of a building, so in a
sense, a cornerstone is also a touchstone—it reminds us when the
building was built, and who built it, and it reveals the original
purpose of the building. That’s true for people as well.
If
we were to think about it, I’m sure you and I can come up with a
list of people who, based on their behavior, would seem to lack a
cornerstone for the living of their lives— no center, not
purpose---not faith, nor family, nor country, nor tradition, nor
vocation.
There
are people who just seem to drift through existence— they might be
in a family—but sooner or later that will fall apart. They might
end up married three, four, five times and have so many kids and
step-kids and kids of their partner’s ex-partner’s partner that
the kids need a program to sort out the relationships.
They
might get an education—but it’s just a job ticket so far as
they’re concerned. They might go to church—but their real
religion is short-sided self-interest. They might find a profession,
they might not, but in neither case are they committed to it. The
idea of finding meaning in work is totally alien to them— work is
drudgery—that’s why it’s called
“work”.
Jobs are there to make you money to indulge yourself in whatever
whim of the moment catches your fancy.
They
probably have a garage full of expensive big people toys—many of
which they don’t use very much anymore. They
might indulge in immorality, or compulsive behavior or substance
abuse or inappropriate relationships— whatever feels good at the
moment. They might claim
to believe in something bigger than themselves. They might even
appear
to work for that bigger something--a gang or an ethnic group, a cause
or a crusade, a tradition or a philosophy. But at but at bottom they
participate in such efforts exactly as long as they see those efforts
as serving them.
They
mock what others believe, but really believe in nothing at all
themselves. The key thing about people without a cornerstone is that
they have no respect for
themselves.
Why? Because they have no conception of who they truly are.
Consequently,
they
have no respect for the rights, or values, or feelings, or
convictions of others.
They
use
others—for pleasure or convenience, because, so far as they’re
can tell, the only reason other people are around is to be
used. No relationship is equitable or permanent or of value. They
fear old age and curse death—but life itself holds no deep meaning
for them.
Without
a cornerstone, a building has no inherent stability—nothing holds
it together. Without a cornerstone-- nothing holds our human
existence together either.
What’s
true for buildings and people is also true of churches as well—both
local congregations, denominations, and the church universal as the
Body of Christ.
In
this morning's Second Reading the author of I
Peter writes,
"Come to him, a living stone ...a cornerstone chosen and precious
...the
stone the builders rejected has become the very head of the corner."
Is there any other text in Scripture
that is says so much about our understanding of what it takes to be
fully human—much less Christian? Or what it takes to be in and
build Christian community?
The
Book of Acts
paints a portrait of the early church as the house of Scripture and
witness-- even in Stephen's case-- witness unto death. In the passage
from I Peter
the faithful are exhorted to become (pillars of the church) "living
stones" in the
structure which is the house of God.
Actual
stone of course, is not alive. So it's a different kind of stone--
living stone-- that we are called to become-- building blocks in a
house that is both spiritual and eternal-- and Christ is our
cornerstone, Christ is our foundation.
In
this morning's Gospel, Jesus, our cornerstone speaks of the interior
of that spiritual household that we call the church. At the Last
Supper, He speaks of the house of God, our Eternal Parent. There are
dwelling places within that house, Jesus tells us. Mansions--many of
them—enough for all of us. Not only will He return to God in order
to prepare a dwelling place within that house for us, but He,
Himself is
that dwelling place of the faithful with God.
The
disciples in the Upper Room that night might well have been surprised
to hear Jesus use that house imagery. This was a man, who, as best we
can infer, never built or owned a house of his own. After leaving
his parent's home in Nazareth at age thirty, he seems to have always
been a guest in someone else's house-- Bethany, Capernaum, and
elsewhere. He hadn't even been born in house-- he was born in a barn!
All
this wasn't mere chance. He made it very clear to them that His
homelessness was intentional. "Foxes
have holes and birds have their nests, but the Son of Humanity has no
where to lay His head."
Maybe
Jesus had wanted to witness that none of us really has a home in
this world, that we're all pilgrims, sojourners, people on the way.
Maybe He had been trying to say that none of us should consider
ourselves as settled in this unjust and unsettled world which is not
yet a true home to so much of suffering humanity.
But
now Jesus was
speaking of a home-- the house of God—who loves humanity more than
any human Mother or a Father. It would be, and is, a house open to
all humanity, all peoples and tongues and races and cultures.
"I
am the way." Jesus
told them. "I am the
truth. I am the life."
Jesus, his teachings, his ministry, his resurrection-- is the way
that leads to the reality of the Creator's House. He is the truth
about the one family of the Eternal Parent. His is the life that
shows us what human life can and should be about.
We
all know this world in which we live—or rather sojourn. It's a
world of violence, a world of injustice, a world in which it is
impossible for any of us to enjoy a fully human life—because so
many of our brothers and sisters must endure such wretched existence.
It's a world in which children die of hunger daily and innocent
bystanders are massacred in our schools by any under-aged
Neanderthals with the price of an automatic rifle. It’s the same
world in which Radical so-called Christian Fundamentalists regard
women and children as property rather than people. It’s a world in
which Radical Fundamentalist Muslims blow up buildings and Radical
Fundamentalist Zionists steal land that’s been in other peoples
families for centuries—all in the name of God. It’s truly a world
without a cornerstone.
Yet
it's also the world in which Jesus showed us how to live out the
truth and worked great wonders. This is the same world in which our
Creator planted us. This is the same world in which Jesus left us
with His Spirit, His example, His sacraments, His community. He calls
us to form a household-- built of living stones-- to form one body,
one family, one home-- making true and complete life possible for
all-- working even greater wonders than He did.
The
household of God is being built within each of us every day with
love. Every unselfish deed, every freely offered kindness, every
prayer for someone else, every wrong forgiven, every cup of water
offered in Christ’s name, every shut-in or prisoner visited, every
hungry person fed, every child protected and nurtured, every witness
for justice, every act of compassion, every prayer for peace, every
endeavor for the sake of Christ’s Shalom
is a brick of that house.
Sisters
and Brothers, ask yourselves. What is your life about? Does it have
a center? What’s your cornerstone? Is Jesus Christ and his
teachings and ministry really its cornerstone? Do you live for
yourself, or for Him? Have you built your life in this world around
Him?
It's
a home in which Christ and the Creator dwell with us. It’s a house,
whose foundation is built within your and my inner hearts, a mansion
whose walls stretch out into this world around us, and whose roof is
literally heaven itself. Amen.
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