David Orendorff John 3:16-21 March 18, 2012
On the monitor is a famous news photo from the Viet Nam War era. The girl in the photo has been identified as Kim Phuc. In 1972 Kim and her family where in Trang Bang when it was bombed with napalm. Kim’s clothes were set on fire and she ripped them off as she ran from the village. Kim was cared for by the Americans and though terribly burned, lived. The photograph was taken by an American reporter and clearly shows to us the horror of war. This photo caused many to rethink their support of the war in Vietnam.
When the Americans left Viet Nam the Vietnamese government used Kim as propaganda for 17 years even though it was not the Americans but the South Vietnamese that mistakenly bombed Trang Bang. For seventeen years Kim was made to lie for the Communist Party of Vietnam.
In 1989 she was sent to Havana, Cuba to study Pharmacology and there met another Vietnamese student whom she married. Kim and her husband were given a trip to Moscow for their honeymoon. At a stop in Newfoundland they took the opportunity to escape to Canada. Kim, her husband and two boys now live in Toronto. It is an inspiring and happy ending to a very sad story.
But there is another tragic story associated with this photo. On Veterans Day 1996 Kim was invited to speak at the Vietnam War Memorial. Kim talked of forgiveness for the pilot that had dropped the bomb on her and her family. A note from the crowd was passed to her and John Plummer, a United Methodist pastor, claimed to have been that man. Later he clarified that he was not the pilot but had as an American advisor to the Vietnamese Air Force, he had coordinated the bombing. There was a media sensation over their reconciliation. And this story of sin and forgiveness, of death turned to life is the sermon I was going to preach. But in doing the research I learned of yet another tragedy associated with this story.
John Plummer’s confession was most probably an exaggeration or even fabrication. Though Plummer maintains that he coordinated the airstrike as an advisor to the Vietnamese forces, the records and his superiors say there was no American advisor for the strike on Trang Bang. Online you can find articles arguing this side and that, including support for John Plummer by his Bishop and District Superintendent. It gets all messy and one hardly knows what to believe, or what is truth.
I am reminded of similar questions last year raised about Greg Mortenson and the truth of his story in “Three Cups of Tea” and the efficacy of his foundation to build schools in Afghanistan. There too is someone I admired who has been mired by claims that his story is not true.
The stories of Kim Phuc, John Plummer and Greg Mortenson remind me of how fragile is truth and how fragile are we. I am reminded of when I have shaded truth for the sake of appearance. I am reminded of how every hero I have ever had has been shown to have the same clay feet by which I am cursed. I am reminded of my and our fallible human condition. I am reminded of how often we have failed to love. It would be so easy to turn cynical and believe that we are beyond redeeming; that we are beyond being saved to love and be loved.
But St. John believed, and I believe with him that “God so loves the world….” God is about loving us. Not just some of us. Not just the good ones of us. Not just the righteous. Not just the beautiful. Not just the winners. Not just those of us who are mostly sane. Not just the ones who know the right words, the right teacher, the right denomination, or even the right spiritual path. God loves all of us. God loves every molecule, atom and quark for every hour and nanosecond in the whole of this four, thirteen or infinite dimensional universe. If it is, God loves it. God loves the whole world. God loves you; warts, sins and all!!!
And this love is not given on the condition that we are worthy of being loved by infinity. It is given exactly because we are not worthy. God’s forgiving and redeeming love is given because it is exactly what we need if we are to be saved, or even if we are too live. “Indeed,” Jesus says, “God did not send the Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him.” If Jesus had come to judge the world then the world is lost forever, for we all fall short of being the truth, of being complete love, of being worthy of God’s love.
We need love that forgives and then redeems liars and cheats to be honest disciples of compassion and mercy by transforming our hamartia (our sins of failure to love) into the mind, heart and hands of servant love. We need divine love that is a gift, a grace; is unconditional and universal. We need love that restores us to the loving people God made us to be.
Those who bombed Kim Phuc’s village need. Kim Phuc needs forgiven for her propagandistic lies. John Plummer needs forgiveness for his role in the terror of war. And speaking of needing forgiveness for the terror of war, with the revelations coming out of Afghanistan (the burning of Koran, the murder of sleeping civilians, unintended causalities of drone strikes and bombings) we who continue to pay for that war need forgiveness, need God to not judge us, but to love us and save us from ourselves. And God does so love us that he sent his Son.
The Sufi poet Hafiz has a wonderful poem that says it so well:
We should Talk about This Problem[1]
(God says) There is a Beautiful Creature
Living in a hole you have dug.
So at night
I set fruit and grains
And little pots of wine and milk
Beside our soft earthen mounds,
And I often sing.
But still, my dear,
You do not come out.
I have fallen in love with Someone
Who hides inside you.
We should talk about this problem -
Otherwise,
I will never leave you alone.
Twenty years ago on March 15, in Lent, a congregation began to worship together. A few with the help of many made arrangements with Laura Ingalls Wilder School to meet in the cafeteria, planned and staffed the worship, and with the help of many from other United Methodist congregations made thousands of phone calls inviting everyone to come and worship. Some of those who created the first worship still worship with us. Some of those who responded to a phone call still worship with us. And many more have come since to worship with us.
It seems right that the first worship of Bear Creek as a fellowship was in Lent. To the darkness of life that first worship was the promise of light. To those who had forgotten or hadn’t heard of God’s love it was a witness. That first worship, as we do today, began with the procession of a lit candle, the Bible and a cross to create sacred space in a school cafeteria; to create a sacred place of belonging for all who know Lenten darkness. Look over the timeline on the wall and sense all the moments that God would not leave us alone and saved repeatedly this small and fallible gathering of the faithful. Know behind every celebration are big and little deaths that have been turned to new life. Know that 20 years is just the brief beginning of God’s great work to love the world in and through us.
Because God loves us, God does for us and our children what we cannot do for ourselves; God turns indifference into compassion, weakness to strength, sickness to health, and death into life. What would appear to us as the certain end becomes the most remarkable of beginnings. And the end of Lent what killed Jesus only made him stronger as the Christ. And Jesus is the promise that what kills us makes us stronger. So when you think you have failed and there is no recovery, remember that God will not leave you alone and is ready to talk. Remember that God loves the world and that you are the world to God.
Amen and Shalom.
[1]I Heard God Laughing: Renderings of Hafiz, by Daniel Ladinsky, 1996