19th Sunday of Ordinary Time

This Sunday’s Gospel ( Mt. 14: 22 – 33) recounts for us the story of Jesus walking on the water toward the disciples in the boat, Peter’s movement toward Jesus, Peter sinking, and Jesus stretching out and taking hold of him.
Did Jesus actually walk on the water? I have no idea!

Were there perhaps stones he used? I have no idea, although my mind casts back to the image of The Giants Causeway, an area of about 40,000 interlocking basalt columns, the result of an ancient volcanic fissure eruption.

It is located in County Antrim on the north coast of Northern Ireland.

Rather than concern myself with the historical truth of this narrative, I am going to use the story as a metaphor and invite you to journey with me!
The Jewish people of Jesus’ time, although some were fisherman, had a strong dislike of the sea. This dislike verged on fear.

The reason was that the sea was the home of Leviathan, the sea monster.

The Psalmist sings of God defeating Leviathan and other sea monsters (Psalm 74). Yahweh did not just make the world, he fought with the sea to make it. And having over-mastered the waters, to make the world, when he wanted to annihilate the world he regretted making, it was the waters he used to destroy it.

Deep in the folk lore and psyche of the Jewish people these stories are recalled around the campfire!

A storm at sea would stir the memories with immediacy, “battered by the waves, far from land, and the wind was against them” (v.24) [Leviathan has stirred!]

Right from within this place appears Jesus. Jesus is present in the home of the monster, and calls Peter to come to him through that sea.

Jesus is present in our stormy place, the place we dislike most, our place of fear.

And the way to Jesus is through it. There is no walking around the edges. Jesus is in the place of dislike, the place of fear. In fact, St. Peter calls to Jesus to come to him at that very place, “Lord, if it is you come to me on the water.”( v. 28)

The illustration shows Peter reaching out from the water (that place of dislike, of fear) and Jesus is there with him, in that same place.

The Scripture commentator, N.T. (Tom) Wright comments, “Curiously enough, only one great picture of this scene has ever been painted (by Conrad Witz in 1444. You might have thought it would have made an ideal subject: Jesus as a shimmering figure on the water, frightened disciples huddling in the boat, and Peter, caught between glory and terror, walking on the water towards Jesus and then…starting to sink. Perhaps devout artists avoided it because it seemed to show up the great apostle in a bad light” – N. T. Wright

The Tranfiguration

The earliest surviving image of the Transfiguration is from St Catherine’s monastery in Sinai. In the apse of the catholicon* there is a mosaic of the Transfiguration, dating from the middle of the sixth century. *Katholikon, the primary church in an Orthodox or Eastern Catholic monastery.

On July 31, 1991, the celebrated operatic tenor Luciano Pavarotti gave a concert at Hyde Park, London.

The concert was free, and an audience of more than 100,000 packed the park.

The concert was to celebrate his 30 years in opera.

Dignitaries (including the then Prince and Princess of Wales), opera patrons, joined with the hoi polloi to celebrate the person and the voice that had enthralled them for many years.

And it rained.

For the ninety minutes of the concert, it rained.

I recall seeing a television interview with one of the concert-goers. The person being interviewed was dripping wet, and when being asked whether the rain spoiled the concert the person replied, “has it been raining?”

There was no rhetoric involved. The response was genuine. “I came for the voice!” the one being interviewed explained with a broad smile.

I imagine that as this person arrived home and dried themself, their clothing, and their shoes, the reality of the rain would become evident.

As the high B4 at the end of the aria Nessun Dora, began to fade catching a bus or a train becomes a reality.

Even for a tenor of Pavarotti’s genius, the breath runs out.

Today’s Gospel (Mt. 17: 1 – 9) is commonly known as the Transfiguration.

Each of the Synoptic Gospels recounts the occasion of Jesus’ encounter with the prophets Moses and Elijah “up a high mountain” (v. 1).

Jesus has taken with him Peter, James, and John.

“His (Jesus) face shone like the sun and his clothes became dazzling white.” (v.2).

Peter’s response is not unlike the Hyde Park concertgoer’s, namely, “I came for the voice.”

Peter exclaims, “It is good for us to be here; “

Then, Peter adds, “Let me make three dwellings” (v.4).

Peter’s desire is to stay on the mountaintop, this place of dazzling glory.

I suggest we read on further, for the mountain-top experience finishes at ground level with the cure of a boy possessed by a demon. (Mt. 17:14ff).

Each of the Gospels, immediately after the encounter on the mountain, has Jesus back at ground level and involved in what he came for, “Lord, have mercy on my son, he suffers terribly.” (v. 15).

The mountaintop is not where we live; we can visit on occasion.

The air is too rarified for regular breathing.

Ground level is where we breathe easily and where the mercy of God is being called for.