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Sermon for April 6, 2025 ~ Rev. Elizabeth Wrightman

“I have been to the engine room.” ​​​​ ~from the film, The Poseidon Adventure: three ways we may experience the revelation of God

Reverend Frank Scott, played by gene Hackman, is​​ a passenger on the luxury cruise ship​​ the Poseidon,​​ in​​ the 1972​​ film based on a 1969​​ novel. ​​ (He has a few tendencies in common with a minister I spoke about 2 weeks​​ ago, co-incidentally.) ​​​​ His harsh comments revolve​​ around God​​ having ‘too much​​ to do’​​ handling the whole universe, and considering evolution, etc. and​​ “it’s not responsible to​​ expect​​ him to concern himself with the​​ individual’,​​ or to be more blunt,​​ don’t’ pray to​​ God​​ to solve your problems!” ​​​​ This​​ leads​​ to a believer who one film critic has called the ‘best kind’. ​​ Angry, rebellious, critical…..a renegade.​​ ​​ I am not saying that​​ I identify​​ with this outlook, only that we are put together differently and therefore may hear the voice of God differently from one another.

​​ Certain guidelines will help us to know if it is really God speaking and acting in our lives, thoughts, and actions though. ​​ Naturally we do not​​ want​​ to​​ ‘make up’​​ thinking that one is hearing the voice of God. ​​ We will want to​​ ​​ look for unconditional love, for safeguarding the vulnerable, acting out compassion for the prisoner, or the hungry or the ill, etc. ​​ Jesus​​ has not left us with any big mystery​​ about the nature of His father. It is not as if we​​ can​​ too easily​​ confuse our own self-interest with what God might be asking of us.

​​ I did not intentionally echo​​ the Night of the Iguana, re: spiritual direction, but here I am anyway! ​​ When the​​ Poseidon……our storyteller’s​​ doomed ocean liner​​ crosses​​ ​​ near to an undersea earthquake, the tidal wave which strikes it​​ capsizes​​ it completely. ​​ As some of you may recall. ​​ Rev.​​ Scott​​ assesses the situation with​​ lightning​​ speed, and​​ largely​​ due​​ to his own personal style of ‘hearing the voice of​​ God, begins​​ to form a​​ super​​ pro-active​​ plan, where hopeless and hopeful join hands… (Not an uncommon​​ narrative on planet earth). ​​​​ “We​​ have to move to the keel!” he yells. (Doing his own triage of events, with harsh, scary,​​ and bold realism…..)​​ No one want to do this! ​​ They​​ feel​​ they want to wait for help to come. ​​ He crushes this hope, brutally and unsparingly. ​​ After​​ long and confusing,​​ harrowing moments, he, personifying in some ways,​​ God’s​​ own​​ attempt to​​ provide safety and​​ help,​​ the story unspools.

​​ And in time, as the thriller​​ reaches​​ its​​ denouement, the people he is​​ both​​ driving and leading​​ out of the capsized ocean liner​​ do not​​ want​​ to go​​ the last, final way that he wants them to. He is returning from a small scouting foray. ​​ One of their small party has​​ already​​ died,​​ slipping off​​ an​​ impossible catwalk, in heels. ​​ They even see lines of other passengers sometimes going a way that​​ seems​​ more logical​​ for making the escape, off in steamy, fiery,​​ watery, but more likely-looking hallways. ​​ They begin to​​ challenge him even more than usual​​ and yell,​​ “Why should we believe​​ you!? ​​ Why should we follow​​ you! ​​ Look what happened to​​ Linda!

Rev. ​​ Scott​​ is​​ at the​​ end​​ of bullying, coaching, hounding and prodding. ​​ Exhausted and exasperated he responds with calm authority, silencing every other voice,​​ “Because I have been to the engine room”. ​​​​ There is dead silence. ​​​​ “I have seen it”,​​ he says. ​​ “I got​​ there. ​​ And you can too.”

Like Jesus,​​ his revelation and his authority come from​​ first-hand​​ experience. ​​ His​​ information, although​​ seeming​​ illogical,​​ seeming​​ counter-intuitive, is first hand. ​​ Much like Jesus himself, he can say,​​ “I​​ have been to the ‘engine room’. ​​ I am qualified, he clearly means, to lead you to safety.

His ‘prayer’ life has been all along to use strong,​​ very personal​​ language with God. ​​ He is familiar, reckless, bold and​​ very​​ familiar​​ speaking with God. ​​ He is even angrier than when we first meet him, and still praying in a rage, (much​​ like Jesus​​ in the temple​​ driving out the money changers​​ in all four Gospels, and in calling the scribes and Pharisees whitewashed tombs full of dead men’s bones and corruption inside, in Matthew 23.) ​​​​ And he will soon give up his own life to secure their survival. ​​ He will pass the torch of leadership to another man…..and his tiny band, having been introduced to God’s voice through emotional​​ intensity,​​ fury,​​ radical​​ action, terrifying risk…will be the only 6 people to crawl alive from the upturned hull,​​ when a rescue party briefly arrives to basically give up on the search.

Fr. Matt Linn, SJ and Dennis Linn and Sheila Fabricant​​ (Linn)​​ are a team who write and teach widely in spiritual direction,​​ and healing ministry. ​​ Pastor Paul and I​​ studied them at length in the early 80’s when we​​ were researching,​​ and immersed in,​​ the​​ healing movement.

They write in​​ Good Goats​​ ( a wonderful book),​​ ​​ of being present at a border between California and Mexico, decades ago, and seeing border​​ guards​​ arresting 5 people​​ on the beach,​​ ​​ who had crossed the river illegally. ​​ Matt and Dennis had just​​ been​​ in Mexico and​​ felt​​ for the​​ prisoners, being searched, and​​ with their hands up​​ in the air. ​​ They had seen much poverty and unemployment in Mexico and wanted to show their compassion for them…​​ feeling that they could understand their​​ actions. ​​​​ The guards tried to speak to Dennis​​ and were friendly​​ but Dennis was so angry at them,​​ and responded coldly. ​​ So he tells us​​ that they​​ went into their house, gathered up some​​ granola​​ bars,​​ and took them to the​​ prisoners,​​ ​​ and apologized for the​​ cold impersonal​​ way they​​ felt the guards were treating them.

But when they​​ returned​​ to their house they saw​​ Fr Matt Linn,​​ busy​​ cooking in the kitchen. ​​ Dennis, still angry, told his brother​​ what had​​ happened​​ at the riverbank…

Fr. Matt says,​​ “Did you also speak kindly to the guards? ​​ Did you show compassion for​​ them​​ as well? ​​​​ The angry brother says, “No!” ​​​​ Fr. Matt leads him to see that the gospel…the teachings of Jesus,​​ means of course that we do not only treat people​​ in one situation​​ with friendly and respectful support, but​​ all​​ people.​​ Like Jesus, Fr. Matt knows the true path………​​ Dennis sees that​​ while​​ his anger​​ was OK​​ at the situation,​​ ​​ his hostility toward the guards, his righteous indignation and cold impersonal rejection, could​​ not​​ come​​ from hearing​​ the voice of God. ​​​​ So he and Sheila​​ go​​ back​​ in the house….gather up​​ more​​ granola bars,​​ and return,​​ and reach out to the border guards.

The guards talk and say their work is​​ not only very hard but also​​ makes them feel​​ really​​ bad. ​​​​ They talk about having​​ families to feed​​ also, who rely on them….​​ perhaps​​ extended​​ families, etc., both elderly and very young….. ​​​​ Dennis​​ had heard the judgement​​ in his brother, Fr. Matt’s​​ words,​​ and the​​ words of the gospel. ​​ Through hearing​​ the gospel​​ in this gentle rebuke,​​ the voice of God changes the narrative, and​​ love is able to win out​​ over the disappointing and imperfect messy story, that our world can often find itself in.​​ 

A writer who survived the holocaust, Odette​​ leaves​​ us the following footprints of a spiritual ‘ancestor’. ​​ Along with many others, crowded into a large truck, surrealist poet Robert Desnos is being​​ taken​​ from their barracks​​ in their concentration camp. ​​ The mood is somber and​​ hopeless; the truck headed for the gas chambers. The destination is no secret​​ to the prisoners and guards alike. ​​ The fact of the ovens and gas chambers​​ ​​ is long-normalized by now, the year being​​ 1944 or 5. Everyone including the guards are silent as the truck arrives.

Suddenly an energetic man jumps into the line and grabs the first man he can reach. ​​ Desnos begins to read the condemned man’s palm! ​​ “Oh, he says,​​ “I see you have a very long lifeline. ​​ And you are going to have three children.” ​​ He is exuberant.

The poet’s excitement is contagious. ​​ First one man, then another offers up his hand, and the predictions continue! ​​ Long life! ​​ More children! ​​ And​​ abundant​​ joy!

The​​ mood​​ of the prisoners steadily changes. ​​ The mood of​​ the concentration camp guards​​ begins to change, too! ​​ The​​ inevitable​​ has inexplicably seemed to change. ​​ Doubt has entered into the narrative. ​​ Desnos actions and words, seemingly absurd,​​ and contrary​​ to all logic​​ have somehow interrupted the narrative. ​​ The guards are so disoriented by the sudden change​​ of​​ mood in their prisoners, that they cannot seem to carry out their orders……..go through with the executions!

Desnos was famous for his belief in our imagination. ​​ He believed it could transform society. ​​ In this episode he steps outside of the​​ narrative; of reality as it appears. ​​ (All​​ participants and witnesses would agree on the common reality………………except for one.) ​​ He steps into​​ an alongside world, of​​ his own​​ construction! ​​ He​​ brings it into being for all the others! ​​​​ It even recalls the words​​ of Jesus,​​ in​​ Mark 11:24, “When you pray, believe that it has already happened…….​​ that mysterious scripture.

Desnos​​ was a friend of Hemingway, Picasso and other giants in the​​ arts. He​​ was active in the French resistance, writing and publishing his work, and arrested by the Gestapo in Feb., 1944. All in all he lived in 4​​ German camps.

Desnos,​​ we​​ would​​ not hesitate to say,​​ is hearing the voice of God, speaking out for light over darkness; life over death. ​​ He hears it,​​ not in the calm, sensitive way that Fr.​​ Matt Linn​​ councils his brother, in the story about the Mexican border. ​​ And he hears it not through rage​​ and exasperation, in the rebellious, striking out actions of Rev. Scott in​​ the Poseidon Adventure. ​​ God’s voice is present in​​ his​​ life by way of the arts…our​​ imagination. ​​​​ Absurdity and surrealism, first cousins to humor and clowning…….that is​​ his​​ gift here. ​​ Among the many, many ways we can hear God’s voice, speaking words of justice, speaking words of liberation, speaking words of hope, speaking words of love, his is one. ​​ How does God ‘speak’ to you?​​ 

~All the men, including Desnos, are loaded back onto the truck and driven back to their barracks.​​ Amen

 

Independent and United Church of Christ