3-23

The Night of the Iguana;​​ 3 visits to the Kingdom of God

By Elizabeth Wrightman  ​​ ​​ ​​ ​​​​ 3-23-2025

I would like to bring a few voices into our sacred space this morning. ​​ The first one is​​ that of​​ an author writing in one of my favorite books,​​ the​​ impossible Will Take a Little​​ While. ​​ She​​ writes,​​ 

“I came​​ across​​ a photo in a magazine​​ that left a deep impression on​​ me. A​​ woman is lying on a bed with two children. ​​ Their arms are across her body, as if it were a natural, ordinary peaceful afternoon. ​​ One is asleep,​​ and one partly awake. ​​ The woman lies on her side with her eyes open, alert caution and some fear in her eyes. ​​ But also her expression conveys deep calm, as well, and intensity. ​​ Her face, for these reasons in particular is beautiful. ​​ Here was the caption:

Irene Siegel, a Jewish American sleeps in the home of a​​ Palestinian​​ family in Beit Jala as part of a human shield campaign to deter Israeli shelling of Palestinian homes. ​​​​ It is not the​​ present​​ war that​​ we have heard of and seen for​​ 15​​ months.​​ (A​​ war which is presently in​​ fragile​​ ceasefire phase.)​​ ​​ This​​ story​​ in the​​ magazine​​ is​​ now​​ most likely 25 years​​ old.

The woman​​ herself, Irene,​​ states,​​ when she is interviewed about the photo,

​​ “Magdalene, my Palestinian hostess looked at me sideways and said softly, ‘Are you Jewish?’ ​​ And I nodded. ​​ She threw her arms around me and said,​​ ‘You know I love you, Irene. ​​ I love you like a sister.’ ​​ And​​ I cried. ​​ And so did she………… ​​​​ 

As if it were the most natural thing in the world,​​ ​​ this American Jew is​​ lying on that bed, in that village, in this moment (in​​ Beit Jala) guarding​​ those​​ napping​​ children with her body, with her heart, with her passion, as if they were her own.

All​​ what we would call powerless. ​​ 

The​​ Jewish​​ woman,​​ the two children, and​​ their​​ own​​ mother, Magdalene​​ appear​​ defenseless,​​ as being in the pathway of​​ war.​​ Their powerlessness, which St. Paul speaks about in one of our​​ readings​​ today,​​ in Second Corinthians,​​ calls forth the veritable intervention of God. ​​ A person comes who​​ has​​ power------but the power of resistance;​​ resistance in overcoming the power of evil​​ by good. ​​​​ She has the power​​ not​​ of the kingdom of the world, but that​​ which comes​​ from the Kingdom​​ of God. ​​ In a sense​​ this woman, risking her life to act with solidarity (meaning to​​ her these are actually​​ just like​​ her​​ own​​ children, to her) and with compassion; her action is the act of​​ protecting them, with her​​ very​​ life.​​ The Kingdom of God; Jesus’s favorite theme.

Each of these people will tell us a story, a story about​​ the Christian​​ vision; living​​ right​​ in​​ the Kingdom of God,​​ amidst​​ our living on this​​ often troubled earth. ​​ Oh, the word​​ Christian​​ may not appear, or​​ the name of Jesus….or the words,​​ Kingdom of God. ​​ Nevertheless the people in these stories experience...or might even sometimes​​ cause​​ to​​ occur,​​ these core teachings; the values seen from the​​ earliest days​​ of the Church. ​​​​ And​​ embody the actions of Jesus Christ.

 

​​ So​​ I would​​ now​​ like you to meet Fr. Henri Nouwen…….to bring a part of​​ his​​ story into the room, as told by a​​ colleague;

Henry was a priest of the Archdiocese of Utrecht, the Netherlands. ​​ He taught at Notre Dame and at the Divinity schools of Yale and Harvard. ​​ Nouwen’s extensive writings have influenced countless lives, including both Pastor Paul and me.

Fr. Nouwen was prone to what​​ was​​ then called a nervous breakdown. ​​ He was considered melancholy and had periods of severe depression and anxiety. ​​ Nouwen becomes the full time caregiver for Adam, at L’Arche​​ Daybreak​​ Community, in Canada. ​​​​ I will speak more about L’Arche in a minute.

​​ Adam is​​ also powerless, his​​ physical and cognitive​​ impairments so​​ great that he​​ lives life more like an infant. ​​ He is vulnerable, dependent on others for every way of staying alive; his food, his hygiene, his medical care, where he can live, where he can have dignity.

So we have three people here. ​​ Henri, Adam,​​ and Philip​​ Yancey.​​ (Yancey is a bestselling Christian author and former editor-at-large of Christianity Today magazine.) ​​​​ Let us hear as Philip Yancey begins his own story. ​​ In Yancey’s words;

On a visit to Nouwen in Toronto, I watched him perform that routine with Adam, and I must admit I had a fleeting doubt​​ as to whether this was the best use of his time.” ​​​​ Yancey refers to Adam,​​ this​​ 25-year-old man who cannot speak, cannot dress or undress himself, cannot walk alone,​​ and cannot​​ do so at all​​ without much help.​​ He is nearly blind.​​ He does not cry or laugh. ​​ Adam’s back is distorted, his​​ arm and leg movements twisted. ​​ He has few days without grand-mal seizures. ​​ Nouwen lived at L’Arche community, with folks who live in one of a number of world-renowned communities​​ of worship and solidarity with residents who have profound disabilities.

When I cautiously broached the subject with Henri Nouwen,​​ continues​​ Yancey,​​ could​​ not​​ someone else​​ take over these menial​​ tasks? ​​​​ Nouwen informed me that I had missed the point. ​​ I am not​​ giving up anything​​ he​​ said. ​​ ‘It is I,​​ not​​ Adam, who benefits​​ more​​ from​​ our relationship.’

These hours have given me an inner peace so fulfilling​​ that it made​​ most of his others seem boring and superficial. ​​ He had soon realized​​ his own rivalry and competitiveness, how obsessive his drive for success in academia and Christian ministry.”​​ Adam​​ taught me, said Fr. Nouwen, ‘what makes us human is not our mind but our heart, not our ability to think but our ability to love.

From Adam’s simple nature,​​ writes Yancey,​​ ​​ he had glimpsed the ‘emptiness’ necessary before one can be filled by God—the kind of emptiness that desert monks achieved only after much soul searching and discipline.​​ 

Adam’s being​​ calls forth from Fr. Henri Nowen the action of service. ​​ It requires​​ great creativity​​ to overcome evil with love. ​​ It happens, for instance when we say prayers for our enemy. ​​ It happens when Jesus prays on the cross for forgiveness, not only​​ for​​ the soldiers who are executing him, but​​ for​​ those who called for his​​ death,​​ before Pilate,​​ or​​ for those who​​ constantly badgered him with​​ questions,​​ like​​ inquisitors, to trap him into​​ heresy leading to torture and​​ an early death, and​​ with​​ friends, country people and family who abandoned him at his​​ lowest.

Where do we see the teachings of Jesus here so far? ​​ Perhaps we are recalling some of the beatitudes, or some of the parables. ​​​​ Perhaps you are remembering the passage about little children. ​​ Perhaps as we continue to​​ listen,​​ even​​ more​​ of these will come to mind for you, as they do for me.

Now let me take us down another path here…our third​​ and final one.​​ ​​ To do so I would like to speak about a 1964 movie, taken from a Tennessee​​ Williams​​ play,​​ the Night of the Iguana.​​ (I​​ see some of you have seen it too.) ​​ ​​ What I remember most from the film is​​ not​​ the general narrative, which contained​​ a curious tale of​​ four people thrown together one night.​​ A night of crossroads…of coming to forks in the road.

​​ I had​​ forgotten​​ much of the story,​​ but have​​ never forgotten​​ a few lines as the play nears it close;​​ the statement made​​ at the very end, about​​ mercy. ​​ I was a young woman at the time. ​​ I understood that the whole​​ story was about the​​ destiny of the title character​​ of the​​ film. ​​ The​​ iguana……​​ defenseless,​​ a mere reptile, unable to​​ save itself​​ from​​ humans, and​​ Tennessee Williams in his play, has made the​​ iguana​​ the​​ silent​​ spokesperson for the​​ playwright’s​​ vision about​​ humanity. ​​​​ His vision about redemption. ​​ The concept of mercy​​ had not yet been a strong chord​​ in my life. ​​ I had not​​ yet​​ read much great literature or​​ seen many films. ​​ But​​ here I was​​ meeting the gospel​​ head on,​​ in a unique and memorable way. ​​ Partly for sure,​​ as I loved animals so much,​​ it was a strong image​​ for me. ​​ But it was more​​ than that. I was seeing the gospel of Jesus Christ​​ and​​ the words of .St. Paul both.  ​​​​ Mercy on the one hand.​​ The powerless and vulnerable, on the other….and their intense connection with the Kingdom of​​ God,​​ which is not of this world…..but in it.​​ ---sometimes because of the most unlikely circumstances.

Mr. Shannon is a defrocked minister, now​​ working as a tour guide in Mexico. ​​ He is suicidal, this night, from​​ a crisis of faith, from an addiction to alcohol, from the loss of his final attempt to hold down a job. ​​ At a small villa, become a resort,​​ he stumbles upon what the word​​ Malachi​​ means in Hebrew; the Hebrew word for​​ ‘angel’,​​ a​​ messenger from God. ​​​​ Throughout the evening, as his dark night of the soul unspools,​​ an iguana is tied up below the deck. ​​ The minister​​ meets hope and in some sense his lost faith through this spiritual guide, Hannah​​ Jelkes,  ​​ ​​ ​​ ​​ ​​ ​​ ​​ ​​ ​​ ​​​​ played by Deborah Kerr.​​ (A Malachi figure in the play; an​​ angel.)

He’ still struggling” says​​ Hannah,​​ as they look down at the iguana from the deck above.

Yes, he’s got to the end of his rope.”​​ Says Richard Burton, who is cast​​ as Reverend Shannon,​​ a lost soul​​ in self-imposed exile and​​ who is​​ deeply entrenched, this night among others,​​ in​​ his​​ own​​ serious breakdown.

Can you not tell me that he’s not able to feel pain and panic” Hannah​​ asks?

Mr. Shannon, cut him loose.”

They get a machete and cut the rope around the neck of the iguana. ​​ “I just cut​​ loose one of God’s creatures, at the end of his rope.” ​​ Says​​ the erstwhile Rev.​​ Shannon.

His longtime friend, who​​ is played​​ by Ava Gardner comes up the outside​​ stairway​​ and demands, as the owner of the inn​​ what he has done!

“I just cut loose one​​ of God’s creatures at the end of his rope.​​ 

“Why?​​ She asks, but more gently………

“So​​ that one of God’s creatures could be free of panic and scamper home safe and free. ​​ A little act of grace.”

The former Rev.​​ Shannon​​ understands the​​ suffering​​ of the other, as fear and panic are​​ his​​ demons as well. ​​ He​​ identifies​​ with the struggling animal​​ entirely. He sees himself in the tied​​ up,​​ frightened creature. ​​ It is no longer an ‘it’ to him, but is in the​​ identical predicament​​ as he. ​​ The animal tied up to be killed and eaten,​​ calls forth mercy and compassion. ​​ “He and I are the same,” concludes the​​ defrocked​​ minister. ​​ Shannon​​ was​​ attempting to kill​​ himself​​ this night….​​ and the iguana was​​ imminently bound​​ for the kitchen. ​​ 

Somehow in liberating the​​ sizable,​​ exotic reptile he acts; not an act​​ entirely of the kingdom of earth; with​​ logic, with​​ practicality, with​​ hardness​​ of heart, with​​ business as usual. ​​ His​​ act is more akin to dwellers of the​​ Kingdom of God, that upside​​ down​​ world we see​​ over and over in the parables and actions of Jesus. ​​​​ Where there is​​ plenty of power​​ around,​​ more​​ than enough​​ to go around….but​​ more invisible, more seemingly at risk,​​ more humble we could say, more loving?​​ ​​ Power​​ which looks, sounds, and acts………………​​ completely​​ different.

 

The voices speaking for us today about the Kingdom of God? ​​ The first was about Irene, the American Jewish woman acting as a human shield for a Palestinian home. ​​ In an area​​ scheduled​​ to be bombed. ​​​​ The second is a writer called Philip Yancey, from one of his bestselling works on Jesus of Nazareth. ​​ He speaks to us of Fr. Henri Nouwen and his care for Adam.

The third: we see the​​ playwright​​ Tennessee Williams speaking to us in​​ the Night of the Iguana;​​ the liberating of one who is ‘at the end of his rope’. ​​​​ Although the​​ name Jesus is never spoken, and the Kingdom of God is never mentioned, we have nevertheless seen and heard them here. ​​ Seen how the Kingdom looks in real time here. ​​ Amen

Rev. Elizabeth Wrightman

Community Church of the Monterey Peninsula

Independent and United Church of Christ