Ac 16:16-34

16 May 2010

7th Sunday of Easter / Ascension Sunday

 

Prisoners”

 

          Hear a tale from Greek mythology:

          It had been observed at a very early period that the goats feeding on Parnassus were thrown into convulsions when they approached a certain long deep cleft in the side of the mountain.  This was [due] to a peculiar vapor arising out of the cavern, and one of the goatherds was induced to try its effects upon himself.  Inhaling the intoxicating air, he was affected in the same manner as the [animals] had been, and the inhabitants of the surrounding country, unable to explain the circumstance, [attributed] the convulsive ravings to which he gave utterance while under the power of the exhalations to a divine inspiration…

          “A priestess was appointed [to serve the god Apollo.  Her job] was to inhale the hallowed air, and who was named the Pythia…  Her inspired words…were interpreted by the priests.”[1]  Pythia was an oracle; she predicted the future at the site of Apollo’s temple, where he killed Python, the evil serpent.

          Why do I begin with this mythological story?  Actually, I’m just taking a cue from Luke in Acts 16, when he mentions a slave girl that Paul, Silas, he, and some others encounter.  This is while they’re in Philippi in Macedonia.  They have already met Lydia, who deals in purple cloth.  She comes to the faith; she and her whole household are baptized.  Lydia insists that they stay at her place; she will take no refusal.  She is determined to be hospitable!

Now, back to the girl.  She has some owners who are getting filthy rich off of her.  They’ve been using her to predict the future for their customers.  She’s proven to be a valuable meal ticket.

          The Good News Bible somewhat inaccurately says she has an “evil” spirit.  A more precise term would be “a spirit of divination” (v. 16).  In Greek, Luke calls her a “pythoness,” having the spirit of “python” (puqwn, puthōn).[2]  Such people are believed to have the spirit of Pythia—that’s how they can foretell what’s coming.

          Anyway, Luke says about the poor girl that “she followed Paul and us, [and] she would cry out, These men are slaves of the Most High God, who proclaim to you a way of salvation’” (v. 17).  Eventually, Paul gets tired of this, and he orders the python spirit to leave in the name of Jesus Christ.

          So, the girl is set free; she is delivered.  End of story, right?  Sorry, not yet.  Her owners grab Paul and Silas, and they slither up to the authorities.

          Last week, I quoted the late F. F. Bruce.  He displays a bit of wit when he comments on this development.  He says that “the good deed done to the fortune-telling slave-girl was not to the liking of her owners, for when Paul exorcized the spirit that possessed her, he exorcized the source of their income as well:  she could no longer tell fortunes.  Their righteous indignation was aroused at this wanton attack on the sacred rights of property.”[3]

          They couldn’t care less about the content of Paul’s and Silas’ preaching.  What they do care about is that it is costing them money!  Still, their loss of income isn’t enough to get others sufficiently riled up.  To really get the juices flowing, they need to use something else.  Notice in verse 20 their appeal to anti-Jewish bigotry.

          It doesn’t matter that they have absolutely no proof backing their accusation that Paul and Silas “are advocating customs that are not lawful for us as Romans to adopt or observe” (v. 21).  Even though Paul and Silas are themselves Roman citizens, the fact that they’re Jewish apparently means their rights can be ignored.  As a result, the magistrates (officers with both judicial and executive power) give the order for both of them to be flogged.

          Again, here is Bruce:  “When, after this severe beating, they were entrusted to the jailor’s custody, he interpreted his instructions strictly and fastened their legs in the stocks, in the inmost part of the prison.  These stocks had more than two holes for the legs, which could be forced wide apart in such a way as to cause the utmost discomfort and cramping pain.  It was not the jailor’s business to take any thought for his prisoner’s comfort, but to make sure that they did not escape.”[4]

          (Today, when we lock up prisoners in ways that cause agonizing pain, we refer to it as putting them in stress positions.)

          So, Paul and Silas have been beaten half to death, tossed into the hole, so to speak, and had chains slapped on them.  It’s a wonder that they’re still conscious—or not going nuts in that confined space!

I’m reminded of something that happened to me not long before we left Jamestown.  I had an MRI as a check-up for the first time in two years.  Something happened that never in my life have I experienced:  I had a couple of moments of claustrophobia.

Beforehand, the technician’s assistant asked the usual questions, like, “Do you have any metal in your body?”  I noticed a cartoon on the wall in which a woman is being rolled into the MRI tube.  The doctor’s telling her that they need to scan her brain to figure out why she has claustrophobic episodes!  I laughed about that with the assistant, saying, “Yes, let’s put you in this coffin and figure out why you have claustrophobia!”

But when they rolled me, head first, into that tube—I don’t know what it was—my brain started working.  I thought about that idea of a coffin and being buried alive.  I remembered the movie The Vanishing, which is about a guy who does bury people alive.  (By the way, the original Dutch version is far superior to the American remake with Jeff Bridges and Kiefer Sutherland.  The American film has the predictable happy ending.)  That image of waking up, buried alive in a coffin, kept coming back to me!  Then I thought about people in prison, like Paul and Silas, crammed into tiny cells.

A couple of times I was on the verge of squeezing the little signaling device they give you.  I didn’t want to disrupt the scanning process, but I was also ready to get out of that thing!  Some deep breathing (and some prayer) enabled me to get through it.  As I left the building and got in my car, I realized that I’ve never understood how terrible it must be for those who have claustrophobia.

As for Paul and Silas, they’re not only praying; they’re singing hymns to God.  The other prisoners are hearing, not cries or screams, but worship.  The apostles aren’t behaving like prisoners; they’re behaving like free men.  They’re acting like they’re the ones calling the shots.  Their faith is giving them strength.  And things start shaking!  There is, as they say, divine intervention.

It’s been noted, “The earthquake transforms the prison.  It is now a series of open rooms.  The prisoners’ chains are loosed.  All were constrained; now the constraints are loosed.”[5]  This wouldn’t be the first time that a structure meant to confine becomes the vehicle of God’s freedom.  Wasn’t there an enormous bolder sealing the tomb of Jesus, which somehow rolled away?  It was liberty from captivity, life from death.

Meanwhile, the jailer has been taking a little snooze.  Seeing that his house of detention is no longer quite so detaining, he draws his sword and is about to do himself in.  Being a good soldier, he knows that letting prisoners escape is a capital offense.  But Paul yells, “Don’t harm yourself!  We’re still here!”

His question to them is interesting:  what must I do to be saved?” (v. 30).  Our first reaction would likely be:  he’s talking about something at the spiritual level.  I would agree with that.  I say that because he’s probably heard Paul and Silas, but also because the Roman Empire has enabled the spread of many different religions.  One popular with the Roman military (and has some similarities with Christianity) is Mithraism.  There is spiritual hunger.

Still, at another level, he realizes that he is in a fix.  Earthquake or not, there’s no guarantee that the rest of the prisoners are going to hang around until morning.  When a prison wall literally falls down, unless you’re really enjoying your stay, you’re probably going to make a run for it.  You probably won’t wait for the cops to arrest you again!

We have a strange parallel with the jailer and Lydia.  Both are converted; both bring the apostles to their homes; both have their entire households baptized.  Both of them extend hospitality to the apostles.  And in the case of the jailer, there’s something more.

As verse 33 tells us, “At the same hour of the night he took them and washed their wounds; then he and his entire family were baptized without delay.”  In the fourth century, St. John Chrysostom refers to the jailer this way:  “He washed and was washed; he washed them from their stripes, and he himself was washed from his sins.”[6]

There are a number of ways to look at this story, but as you might guess from my sermon title, I want to look at ways in which we are imprisoned.

Kate Huey, a UCC minister, has an interesting quote about this.  It’s about the way “Paul’s groundbreaking statement in Galatians 3:28 [has been expanded] into an elegant story.  ‘There is no longer Jew [Paul and Silas] or Greek [Lydia, the pythoness, the jailer], there is no longer slave [the pythoness] or free [Lydia, Paul], there is no longer male [Paul, Silas, the jailer], or female [Lydia, the pythoness]; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.’”[7]

I’m prompted to ask, “Who are the prisoners in this story?  In what ways are they imprisoned?”  I’ll suggest some answers, though no doubt, there are plenty of others.

Of course, we have the slave girl, prisoner of both the spirit that possesses her and of her slimy owners, who also possess her.  The girl’s owners are imprisoned by their pursuit of money, as well as their willingness to do whatever it takes to keep it coming in.  The crowd and the magistrates are prisoners of their bigotry and readiness to set aside the rule of law, in favor of rule of the mob.

Paul and Silas, just as the girl said, are slaves of the Most High God, and of course, they are literally imprisoned in the Philippian jail.  And drawing on my reflection a moment ago, for some in detention, there may be the imprisonment of claustrophobia.  Then there’s the jailer himself, prisoner of his own sense of duty—to the extent that he’s ready to commit suicide.

          Obviously, there are many different ways to be a prisoner.  Can we see ourselves in any of these people?

          This past Thursday was the Ascension of the Lord.  If this doesn’t sound like an Ascension sermon, that’s because it isn’t.  Acts 16 is a reading for the 7th Sunday of Easter.  In our text, we can see faith in Christ as the key that unlocks the prison doors, in whatever form they take in our lives.

          We’re nearing the end of what is, in my humble opinion, the most awesome season on the Christian calendar.  Some say the Christian faith is too narrow.  But if we have an expansion of our vision, that observation itself will seem too narrow.  We’re nearing the end of the Easter season, which celebrates the resurrection of Jesus Christ.  Christ has broken the boundary of death itself.  “Christ has been raised from the dead, the first fruits of those who have died” (1 Co 15.20).

Last Thursday, as I said, was Ascension.  Christ has broken the boundary of the cosmos.  As the cosmic Christ, he has broken every boundary.  Remember our call to worship.  Christ “fills all in all.”  Christ “ascended far above all the heavens, so that he might fill all things.”  Christ “is before all things, and in him all things hold together” (Ep 1.23, 4.10; Col 1.17).

Next Sunday is Pentecost.  Jesus said, “Very truly, I tell you, the one who believes in me will also do the works that I do and, in fact, will do greater works than these, because I am going to the Father” (Jn 14.12).

How is this possible?  Jesus also says, “Let the one who believes in me drink.  As the scripture has said, ‘Out of the believer's heart shall flow rivers of living water.’”  Now he said this about the Spirit, which believers in him were to receive; for as yet there was no Spirit, because Jesus was not yet glorified” (Jn 7.38-39).  Friends, we are given all of this.

So, are we prisoners?  Let us pray that we might be slaves of the Most High God; prisoners of the ascended Christ.



[1] Bulfinch’s Mythology (New York:  Gramercy Books, 1979), 297.

[2] F. F. Bruce, Commentary on the Book of the Acts (Grand Rapids:  Eerdmans, 1987), 332.

[3] Bruce, 335.

[4] Bruce, 336.

[5] www.drbilllong.com/LectionaryII/Ac16III.html

[6] in Bruce, 338.

[7] i.ucc.org/StretchYourMind/OpeningtheBible/WeeklySeeds/tabid/81/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/480/Breaking-Chains-May-10-16.aspx