YOU ARE THE LIGHT OF
THE WORLD: EXPRESS YOURSELF
(Sermon by the Rev. Dr. Fred Vergara, St. James Episcopal Church, Elmhurst, NY 2.9.14)
The gospel this morning says, “You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden.
Neither do people light a lamp and hide it under a bowl. Instead they put it on
a stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your
light so shine before men that they may see your good works and glorify your Father who is in heaven.” (Matthew 5:14-16)
Have you ever stopped to think that you are a star and you are
meant to shine? Have you ever stopped to think that you are a child of God and
are precious in His sight? Have you ever stopped to think that you are indeed a
salt of the earth and light of the world? How can you let that light shine so
that when people see you, and hear you, they may glorify God, your father in
heaven?
First, you can be a
light by standing for your faith.
Jesus said to his disciples, “whoever acknowledges me before others,
I will also acknowledge them before my Father” (Matthew 10:32).
There was an Christian lady who welcomes the sunrise every
morning by praising God. She says, “Lord, thank you for giving me food, thank
you for giving me clothing, thank you for giving me shelter. Thank you for
everything you gave.”
Now her next door neighbor was an atheist and he watches her
and taunt her. “Shut up, woman, there is no God and he is not the one who give
you food, clothing and shelter.” Daily, this Christian lady opens the door and
thank God and daily this atheist neighbor taunts her.
One day, the lady lost her job and fell on hard times to the
point that she had no more money to buy food. But yet, she continues to open
her door and pray, “Lord, please give me food.” The atheist said, “Shut up,
woman, there is no God and he is not going to give you food.” For days, she
opens the door and called on God and for days he shouted, ”there is no God.” One night, the atheist decided to play a trick on the woman. He bought a
big basket of food, rice, fruits and vegetables and in the dark of the night,
put the basket on the door of the woman’s home.
When she woke up the next morning, the Christian lady, saw the
big basket full of food. She lifted up her hands, looked up to heaven and
praised God, “Halleluiah, thank you, Lord for giving me this basket full of
food!” The atheist shouted, “Aha, I got you there. It was not God who gave you
that basket full of food. It was me!” The Christian lady, looked up to heaven
again, and said, “Thank you Lord for commanding the devil to buy food for me!”
Second, you can be a
light by standing for your dignity. Whoever
you are, whatever you are, you are a Child of God. You are not defined by your
race, you are not defined by your age, you are not defined by your ethnicity,
you are not defined by your economic status, you are not defined by your
culture. You are not defined by how you look, you are not defined by your
color, you are not defined by your age.
You are defined by God who created you. Brown and yellow, black and white, you are precious in the sight of God. You are created equal with all others. And no matter how small or short you are, you must stand tall, because you are standing on your dignity as a child of God.
You are defined by God who created you. Brown and yellow, black and white, you are precious in the sight of God. You are created equal with all others. And no matter how small or short you are, you must stand tall, because you are standing on your dignity as a child of God.
There’s a story out of South Africa, from the last days of
apartheid, about standing tall in spirit. Lindiwe Macozoma is a Christian. Like
many black women of that country, she worked as a domestic helper in the homes
of white South Africans. On her first day of work at her new job, her employer
took her into the kitchen and gave her a little tour. She showed her the dishes
and fine china for the family, and then she opened a cupboard way down below
the sink and showed Lindiwe a set of old dishes, chipped and scratched from
years of use. She said to her, “These are the dishes you are to use when you
eat your meals.”
The next day, as she got ready to leave for work, Lindiwe took
a plate setting of the most beautiful china from her own house, wrapped it up
and carried it to work with her. When she got to work, she set a place for
herself at the kitchen table. Her new boss came down the stairs. As Lindiwe
describes it:
I could feel her eyes right in my back. And she was so
surprised, she asked where these beautiful dishes came from. And I told her
they were from my house. I told her that in my community, we don’t eat off old,
broken dishes. We buy the nicest things because we don’t have much money and
things must last for a long, long time. I thought she would be mad; but instead
she told me. “Tomorrow, you do not have to bring your own dishes from your home.
Instead, you can use the same dishes that my family are using.”.
To many others who heard her story, it was a small victory, but a victory
nonetheless.Do you also remember the story of the African American woman who refused to leave her seat on the bus? Her name is Rosa Parks, considered the mother of the U.S. Civil Rights Movement. In the 1950’s, there was racial segregation in the United States. The white people and the colored people could not sit in the same seats. The front seats were reserved for the white people and the back seats for the black people. When Rosa rode on the bus on December 1, 1955, she did not know that what she was doing would change the course of American history. She rode up the bus in Montgomery, Alabama and sat on the seat on the colored section. But alas, when the white section was filled up, there was another white person who came up. Now the driver by the name of James Blake, ordered Rosa to get further aback the bus and give her seat to the white man. Rosa refused to give up her seat, and she was arrested for violating the Alabama law of segregation. Her case became the rallying cry of the Civil rights movement championed by Martin Luther King, Jr. that finally gave way to racial equality.
Yes, like Rosa Parks, you can let your light shine by standing for your human dignity and respecting the dignity of others.
Third, you can be a
light by standing for your dreams.
This
month, February, we are celebrating Black History Month. Important to remember is
the courage of Rosa Parks and the dream of Martin Luther King, Jr. The “I have a dream speech” delivered on the
steps of Lincoln Memorial in Washington DC on August 28, 1963 is one of the
most acclaimed speeches in American history. Speaking to thousands of people gathered to celebrate the
centennial of the Emancipation Proclamation,
MLK, Jr. declared:
“I have a dream that
one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We
hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal .” I have
a dream that one day... sons of former slaves and sons of former slave owners
will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood… I have a dream
that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not
be judged by the color of the skin but by the content of their character. I have
a dream that one day…little black boys and black girls will be able to sit down
with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers…I have a
dream..that one day every valley will be lifted up, every mountain shall be
made low and the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will
be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh
shall see it together. I have a dream...”
MLK’s dream became the catalyst for the movement that transformed
this nation---in removing the vestiges of slavery, in ending segregation, in
challenging discrimination. Surely, there is still racism in this nation, as in
any other nation. Surely, there is still racial discrimination in this nation,
as in any other nation. Surely, there is still injustice and inequality in this
nation, as in any other nation. But the dream of equality, the dream of
reconciliation, the dream of harmony, continues---and for as long as the
American people---black, white, Asian, Latino, native American---continue to
cherish this dream, there is hope.
Personal Story: When
my wife and I first came to the United States in 1986, I was a doctoral student
at San Francisco Theological Seminary in California. I was the only Asian in
the class of thirteen. I was the shortest. I was the smallest. I was the poorest. My classmates were all white.
They were tall, they were big, they were rich. But whenever I speak, they listened
to me. I was mindful that whatever I say, whatever I do, it would reflect on
the Filipinos, the Asian community, the people of color that I represented.
I learned later that Asians in America were called “FF” or
“MM,” meaning “forever foreigners” or “model minority.” They were called
“forever foreigners” because they were perceived as not melting into the
American culture. We were called “model minority” because we do not make waves.
We seldom complain, we seldom protest, we seldom raise our voices, we keep to
ourselves. We excel in math, at least many of us, because it does not require standing up and
speaking out. We do not want to toot our own horn; we do not want to talk about
our accomplishment, for fear of being called immodest. So we become invisible,
being ignored and overlooked. We are content being called a silent, humble and
meek model minority.
One day in the seminary, there was a large gathering of all
faculty and students. This time there were many Asians, particularly Korean Presbyterians.
The Koreans were students of seminaries and universities in Korea, while they
were undergrads, but at their senior year, they came to the United States, so
that when they graduate, they will have Diplomas made in the USA. At the
gathering, there were white speakers and at the Open Forum, all the white
students monopolized the discussion. They were very articulate. Although their ideas
were jaded, they were aggressive, confident and expressive, so we who were foreign
students, were clearly intimidated.
I saw many Asians by the sidelines, wishing
to speak, but they had no courage to stand up. With fear and trembling, I
raised my hand. I was recognized and given the microphone. I took the
microphone and with every breath of my being, expressed my thoughts and my
views. I don’t remember what I said but there was a long applause! I was
amazed, not by the applause but by the instant response of the Koreans, the other Asians
and the other students of color. They also rose up, one after the other and expressed
themselves! And what brilliant ideas they had! When you muster the courage
to find your voice, you help others to find their voices too.
Yes, stand up and express yourself! One of my African-American friends later told
me, “In this country, you don’t expect nobody to stand up for you; you stand up
for yourself. Nobody will toot the horn for you; you toot your own horn. Stand
up, stand up, and express yourself.”
Marianne Williamson expressed it this way: “Our
deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are
powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens
us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing
small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so
that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as
children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light
shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are
liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
You are the light of
the world. Let your light shine by standing up for your faith, your dignity and
your dreams. Express yourself! Amen.
