Sunday, 6 March 2022

Worth it? : Lent 1

 Deuteronomy 26.1-11, Luke 4.1-13

 

“Because you’re worth it!” I’m sure many of us recognise that advertising slogan for the cosmetics firm L’Oreal. The company is so proud of it that it has its own page on their website. Apparently it was coined back in 1971 by a 23 year-old woman who was working on a L’Oreal ad, and who wanted to challenge the message that women should look beautiful so they could catch or keep a man. How would it be if we could just do it for ourselves, she thought? It’s all very laudable, until we remember that it is still just an advert for some gunk to put on our bodies, and that if our sense of self-worth depends on having unwrinkled skin or glossy hair then we’ve probably still got quite a way to go in terms of self-acceptance.

 

It works as a slogan, though, because it taps into our anxieties about who we are and how we feel about ourselves. Many people – men as well as women - don’t think they are “worth it”, whatever “it” is. They aren’t sure they are loved, or loveable. Would anyone miss them if they were gone? Have they done anything with their lives that is worth doing, that anyone will remember or celebrate?

In desperation, when we feel like that, we will reach for anything that seems to tell us we matter. We allow wealth, possessions, jobs, social media  ‘likes’ and ‘follows’ and appearance – helped along by all that expensive gunk we’re sold -  to define our sense of self-worth. But the problem is that those things are transitory and fragile. Beauty fades sooner or later, whatever we do, wealth fails, achievements are forgotten. The things we scramble for and grasp at to tell us that “we’re worth it” slip through our fingers, there’s never quite enough for us to feel really safe. If our sense of worth is based on them, we’re building on sand.

 

The people of the Old Testament were no different. In the reading we heard today, Moses speaks to them not long before they finally enter the Promised Land. They’ve escaped from slavery in Egypt, where they were the lowest of the low, with no status, no rights, nothing to  call their own. Even though they are now free, they’re landless and homeless, wandering for decades in the desert. But soon they’ll enter a land “flowing with milk and honey”. They’ll have everything they could want ; fertile land, abundant water, security. And human nature being what it is, Moses knows they’ll soon come to assume that it is theirs by right, that they have it because they are “worth it”, that they have won it by their own strength and cleverness, that they are entitled to it.

 

That’s why the ritual Moses tells them to keep is so important. Every year, he says, they must gather up some of the first fruit of the land – the first fruit, not the leftovers – and bring it to the place of worship to offer to God. Every year they must tell themselves their story once again. “A wandering Aramean was my ancestor…” the script begins, and it goes on to remind them that when they were treated cruelly in Egypt, it was God who heard them, rescued them, sustained them in the desert, and led them to this new land. Everything they have is a gift, given to them by God, not to be grasped for themselves, but to be shared with others who are homeless and landless as they once were.

 

They must never forget when they are surrounded by riches, that ultimately– like all of us – they don’t truly own anything. All that we have is a gift, even life itself, and it is given not as a reward for our brilliance, not “because we’re worth it”, but simply out of God’s love for us, the God who loves us whether we are worth it or not. 

 

It’s a hard lesson to get our heads around. The language of entitlement, the presumption that we are getting what we deserve, is very alluring. It puts us in control. We like to feel that when good things happen, it is because we have done something to deserve them, and even when bad things happen we can at least say to ourselves, “if only I had done this or that, I could have influenced events and made things turn out differently,”

 

The language of entitlement is threaded through our Gospel reading today too. Jesus “is led in the wilderness” by the Spirit at the beginning of his ministry. I’ve stood in that wilderness; it’s a rocky, arid landscape, with sparse, scrubby vegetation and very little shelter, a bleak, inhospitable place. At the time of Jesus people thought it was the haunt of demons. It very often was the haunt of bandits and wild animals. No one stayed in it for any longer than they had to. It was a place in which you were stripped of your security and comfort, and reminded how precarious life was. It was a place of dispossession – where you found out what it was like to go without the basics of existence; to hunger and thirst, to be without shelter, baked by the sun, frozen at night, unable to help yourself.

 

At the end of forty days and nights it’s no surprise to be told that Jesus was “famished” and it is at this point that Satan comes to him with what he thinks will be his killer argument. “If you are the Son of God…” He appeals to Jesus’ sense of entitlement. The key feature of being a son in the ancient world was that you were the heir. You could assume you would enjoy your father’s special protection in life, that he would invest in you, so that eventually you would get to inherit whatever he had and continue the family line. Sonship implied entitlement. “If you are the Son of God…then surely your Father won’t let you go hungry or let you suffer, won’t want you to go without even for a moment. If you are the Son of God, you are entitled to have anything, do anything – you are entitled to absolute power.”

 

The Roman world was familiar with the phrase “Son of God”. It was one of the titles they gave to their Emperors. They’d declared Julius Caesar to be divine, so his heirs and successors were Sons of God, and became  fully divine when they died. And they knew how those emperors, bolstered by their sense of divinity, behaved. The threw their weight around, expected unquestioning obedience, enjoyed the finest of everything. It is still the way of the world today, as those who are suffering the empire building obsession of Vladimir Putin in Ukraine can testify. Why would anyone expect Jesus to be different? Satan certainly doesn’t seem to.? “If you are the Son of God…”  he says, tempting Jesus to act in the same, entitled way.

 

But as St Paul put it in his letter to the Phillippians , Jesus did not “regard equality with God as something to be exploited, but humbled himself, taking the form of a servant.” It’s significant that the very first act in his ministry was to go out into the desert, dispossessing himself of wealth, comfort and security, making himself vulnerable, living with all the uncertainty, pain and limitation of human life. He was setting the pattern for the rest of his life and ministry, which would be a demonstration that material possessions and success are not necessarily signs of God’s blessing, that those who have nothing and can do nothing have not fallen out of God’s hands or been rejected by him.   Jesus needs to be secure in this now, so that he will be secure in it later. He hungers and thirsts in the desert, as he will one day hunger and thirst on the cross. He rejects the temptation to call for flights of angels to rescue him now, just as he will refuse to call for them to rescue him from crucifixion.  And yet he never doubts his Father’s love whether he is rejoicing with his friends, acclaimed by the crowds, or alone, in pain, dying.

 

Lent, which began last Wednesday, is often a time for giving things up, but the most important thing to give up is our anxious attempts to convince ourselves that we have to be “worth it” to receive God’s love. We have it anyway, in good times and in bad. We can never lose it or destroy it. We can’t make God love us more than he does, or cause him to love us less. And that goes for everyone else around us too – rich or poor, male or female, gay or straight, messed up or sorted out, Ukrainian or Russian…

The invitation of Lent is to go out into the desert – even if it is just five minutes of stillness and reflection, to sit with God and ask him to show us what we have allowed to define our self-worth. We are invited to discover the God who doesn’t love us because we have done anything to make ourselves “worth it”, but simply because we exist.

Amen

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