Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Here is the homily preached at Vespers, Tuesday March 26, for the Fourth Annual Retreat of the Kansas Chapter of the SSP.  - - JW

Exodus 12. 1-14; Saint Matthew 26. 17-30
26 March Anno + Domini 2019
Tuesday Vespers: Chapter Retreat
Fr Jay Watson, SSP

In The + Name of Jesus

   Or, in The Name of The Blood of Jesus.
As The King is His Kingdom and The Kingdom is The King, so too The Blood is Christ and Christ is The Blood.
   Pastors at District conferences, Conventions, winkels, and SSP retreats may initially feel the human urge to preach in a more dynamic, meaningful, and insightful way than normal. Eagerness is good (I suppose) but creativity is vain. When receiving The Words of Holy Scripture and the gifts of Messias, the 12th Sunday after Trinity or the Tuesday of Oculi are as blessed and graced as The Nativity or Whitsunday.
   God gave light, life, joy, peace, and paradise. Re-read Genesis 1 and John 1.
   God gave blood (and the entire circulatory system).  Man took blood.  The blood from the two dead animals God skinned to cover your reprobate relatives. The blood hemorrhaging of out the dead shepherd Abel…coating the murder weapon and hands of the killer…blood soaking into the earth—the earth which Adam had been made from in His creator’s image.  Now that image would be stained by the war paint, the rebellious stamp of murderous blood. “Am I my brother’s keeper?”  No.  You’re resentful backsliding thugs with murder in your heart, far to often.  Jesus is the protecting and always caring brother.
   Your Kittel, Nestle-Aland, and Septuagint exegesis notwithstanding; your Patristic gems and Reformation-era preaching passion notwithstanding, every text, miracle, parable, or doctrinal teaching of God in the Evangels, is Jesus Christ and Him crucified.  Blood. Blood everywhere. There is a fountain filled + with blood drawn from Emmanuel’s veins.
   There is no forgiveness without blood sacrifice. For the blood is the life.  Your people, and you, need believe that even the good and salutary Lenten disciplines, the daily prayers, meditations, and good works are only Holy Ghosted in you by The Blood. The Blood of The Lamb.
   The Paschal Lamb of the Exodus left a lot of dead sheep and produced a lot of bloody houses. It saved God’s children. The destroyer passed over them—forgave them their trespasses.  Real lamb, not trope. Real blood not memorial.
   You’ve preached many times on The Lord’s Institution of The Sacrament. You’ve echoed Christ’s verba thousands of times into your own flock’s ears and then poured His, actual, true, real, and bodily BLOOD into their mouths and down their throats.  The same blood that was in the babe born in Bethlehem. The same blood shed at His 8th day. The blood from His holy wounds staining the tree.  There the real hyssop of God’s finger tracing and staining the “house of rebellion” with the bloody branding of sacred justice +
   That Blood—The Blood of God—The Blood and sweat, and spittle, and breath, and ALL that is The God/Man, was struck not just on the side posts and upper door posts of Calvary’s Ensign, but also on your own infant self in the bloody, yet crystal clear, waters + of regeneration—marking your “house” your “temple of The Spirit!”
   Ichthuoi, loosed from the nets of sin, swimming freely in the waters of Baptism flowing from His speared punctured chest. Yes.  Oxygenated Christ-corpuscles washed clean by the Blood gushing from His pierced side and now, IN HIM, swimming in His Sacred Heart. Yes.
   Judgement has been executed. The Lamb has been slain.  The Blood is your forgiveness and life. The Blood is your food.  The Bleeder is your God and Lord. 

In The Name of The Father and of + The Son and of The Holy Ghost

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