The
White-Robed Martyrs
Texts: Revelation 7.9-17; Psalm 34.1-10, 22; 1 John 3.1-3; Matthew
5.1-12
On this All Saints Sunday for 2005, I should like to turn to the Book
of Revelation, which purports to be a vision given to a fellow named
John, who happened to be in prison for the sake of Christ on the Greek
island of Patmos. The vision he is given takes place largely in
heaven, and concerns things which ‘must soon take place’. An
angel instructs him to write down what he sees and make the contents
available to each of seven churches in the region of Asia Minor.
The Revelation to John is a fascinating read on many different
levels. First, it is written almost entirely in a poetic-symbolic
language which contemporary scholars call ‘apocalyptic’.
Apocalyptic means, literally, an unveiling of the truth, which is
kind’ve ironic, for most readers find the symbols of Revelation quite
mysterious and impenetrable. The book becomes much more readable
if you happen to have (a) a vivid imagination of the kind that is able
to appreciate fantasy or science-fiction novels; and (b) a
fair-to-middling appreciation of Jewish literature and theology.
If you have neither, then I’m afraid you will continue to
struggle! The book is also fascinating because of the insight it
gives into the self-understanding of Christians who are being
persecuted for their faith. Most scholars date the book as having
been written sometime in the final decade of the 1st century, when the
early persecution of Christians by the Roman state was just beginning
to become more pronounced. In many ways, the Book of Revelation
was written to assure a persecuted community of Christians that God
remains faithful to his people, and to encourage that community to also
remain faithful to God, even in the face of strong opposition.
Not surprisingly, the Book of Revelation became a firm favourite of
various persecuted churches down through history, while it has been
hardly read at all by churches which felt or feel ‘relaxed and
comfortable’ with their political environment.
What I should like to do on this All Saints Sunday is ask a particular
question of the Book of Revelation, and see what answers it might
yield: who are the saints and what is their vocation?
[Repeat] For the sake of time I shall have to be mercilessly
brief and to the point. The answers I give may therefore succeed
only in raising yet more questions in your minds and hearts, which I
shall not be able to address right now. If this is the case, then
please do feel free to chase me afterwards. As you are probably
aware, I thrive on being chased about such things!
So, ‘Who are the saints, and what is their vocation or purpose in
life?’ Well, according to the passage we read a moment a go, the
saints are a great crowd of ordinary Christian people who are marked by
the following characteristics:
1. they are drawn
from every language, tribe and ethnicity
2. they stand before the throne of God and of Christ,
‘the Lamb’, praising God day and night
3. they wear robes of white, and hold palm branches
in their hands
4. they are people who have survived something called
‘the great ordeal’
5. their robes have been, rather strangely, washed
white in the blood of the Lamb
6. they are sheltered and protected from pain and
evil by God
7. the Lamb, again rather strangely, is their
shepherd; he leads them toward something called the ‘springs of the
water of life’.
What does all this mean? Well, it’s not that difficult to work
out if you bother to read the rest of the book. The saints are
those who trust Jesus Christ with their lives, absolutely—so absolutely
that they are willing to choose even death over the prospect of serving
authorities that would challenge Christ’s rule, especially the
authority of the state. This become clear once you begin
unpacking some of those mysterious apocalyptic symbols. The
‘great ordeal’, for example, is an extended time of persecution in
which Christians are tempted to abandon their faith for the sake of
more cosy relations with the state. In Revelation, the Roman
state is called ‘the Great Babylon’ and its emperor ‘the Beast’.
The beast’s demand that every citizen worship the beast and do
everything that it says is an apocalyptic way of talking about the
tendency of the state to undermine the absolute rule of Christ in the
lives of his followers. There can be no doubt that the early
Christians would have had a much easier time if they had chosen to put
their beliefs aside at certain points, in order to obey the law of the
land. But the Book of Revelation will allow no such
compromise. The saints are those who will NOT compromise.
The saints are those who a therefore willing to choose persecution,
prison, and even death, over capitulation to the state and its values.
Some of you may be asking, ‘What was so wrong with the Roman
state? In what ways did it threaten Christian beliefs and
values?’ The answer is at once stark and subtle. Starkly,
the Roman emperor demanded the absolute allegiance (even the worship)
of his citizens. He demanded that every citizen of the empire bow
before his image, as the embodiment of absolute authority in heaven and
on earth. What this actually meant in daily life was much more
subtle. Worshipping the empire meant accepting and enacting its
ethics. It meant accepting that slaves, women and children were
the property of men, and could therefore be treated or mis-treated
according to men’s whims and fancies. It meant accepting that
those who were richer than yourself deserved your fawning obeisance,
while those poorer than yourself were to be regarded as resource to be
exploited. It meant accepting the superiority of Roman blood,
such that the Roman state had a right to invade, subjugate and enslave
the peoples of other lands and nations. It meant accepting your
fate in life, and never questioning your station or fortune.
You can now see, I am sure, why Christians got themselves into trouble
with the Romans. The early Christians preached a classless
society, a society in which it one’s social and ethnic markers were of
no relevance whatsoever. In Christ, they believed, all the social
distinctions which make men and women somehow ‘better’ or ‘worse’ than
one another, has been done away with. In baptism, they believed,
the human person was immersed in Christ’s death and resurrection,
putting to death their social and economic significance in favour of a
new identity which came as a pure gift from God. That is why the
Book of Revelation imagines the saints in robes of white: white
is the colour of baptism; white is removing of every colour, all that
one may or may not have achieved in life, in order to accept the pure
gift of God’s acceptance and love. It is also why Revelation
insists that not even the threat of death should dissuade the Christian
from their baptismal vow to obey only Christ. For if, in baptism,
the Christian had already died to the authority of the world, why would
being killed, physically, make any difference at all? If, in the
end, it was only God’s acceptance that ultimately mattered, what could
the evils of state-sanctioned torture possibly steal away?
In the end, the Book of Revelation does not see even the threat of
violence and death as a power that is able to overcome the power of
God. For its vision of the saints is one in which their refuge in
God’s care has been won for them by the violent death of their own Lord
at the hands of the Roman state. Note well. The blood that
makes them clean is not the blood of their own martyrdom, but that of
their Lord Jesus, the one imaged as a slaughtered lamb. The
saints persevere not because there is anything special or heroic about
them, but simply because they place their faith and trust in Christ,
who alone has overcome sin, evil, and death. They believe that he
can carry them in his wake, as it were, all the way to the banqueting
room of heaven.
Let me conclude with a few remarks about the relevance of this vision
of the saints for our own time, our own sainthood, if you like.
Since the upheavals of the Reformation, the Western church has settled
into a fairly cosy relationship with the state. In our own time,
most of us have grown up assuming that the aims of our state
authorities and the aims of the church were more or less
compatible. We therefore assumed that there was nothing
particularly odd about being a good citizen as well as a good
Christian. I suspect it is time, however, to wake up from these
assumptions, for everywhere in the Western world, the state is
departing from even the thin veneer of Christianity. In Germany
there is no longer any doubt about this, of course, because there the
state went on a mid-twentieth century rampage, which left the church in
tatters because it believed, even well into the second world war, that
Hitler was a Christian—even when he was hanging Swastikas in the
churches and putting its more errant clergy in prison. In allied
countries, however, many of us still believe that the state is more or
less Christian, if only because our Prime Ministers and presidents all
claim to be churchgoers.
I put it to you, however, that the time of multi-lateral co-operation
between church and state is coming to an end in the West. When
the Australian state refuses to apologise for its former policy of
genocide toward Aboriginal people; when it fails to care for people
living in poverty; when it locks people away for years at a time
without there being any kind of trial; when it proposes legislation in
which anyone who expresses opposition to state policy may be imprisoned
without charge or even shot dead; then the alliance between church and
state has well and truly come to an end. In the present
circumstances, it may well be time for the Western church to take out
the Book of Revelation, to dust it off, and to begin a serious
study. For here is a book that may teach us a great deal about
how to be a saint when the state is showing every sign of becoming a
dangerous beast. I recommend its vision of sainthood to you this
morning. Not as a curious historic relic, but at a model for our
own life and times.
Glory be to God—Father, Son, and Holy Spirit—as in the beginning, so
now, and forever. Amen.
Garry
J. Deverell
All Saints 2005
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