Matthew
17:1-9
1 Six days
later, Jesus took with him Peter and James and his brother John and led them up
a high mountain, by themselves. 2 And he was transfigured before them, and his
face shone like the sun, and his clothes became bright as light. 3 Suddenly
there appeared to them Moses and Elijah, talking with him. 4 Then Peter said to
Jesus, “Lord, it is good for us to be here; if you wish, I will set up three
tents here, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah.” 5 While he was
still speaking, suddenly a bright cloud overshadowed them, and a voice from the
cloud said, “This is my Son, the Beloved; with him I am well pleased; listen to
him!” 6 When the disciples heard this, they fell to the ground and were
overcome by fear. 7 But Jesus came and touched them, saying, “Get up and do not
be afraid.” 8 And when they raised their eyes, they saw no one except Jesus
himself alone.
9 As they
were coming down the mountain, Jesus ordered them, “Tell no one about the
vision until after the Son of Man has been raised from the dead.”
Reflection
There is
this very old sermon, that you might have heard before, that uses a fork. So, what happens is that the pastor is seen
holding a fork for the entire worship service up to the point of the sermon. No explanation is given. He or she just holds the fork while singing
the hymns and while praying during confession.
The fork is right there in hand for everything.
Finally at the very end of the sermon the anticipation that has been building the entire time finally gets its resolution as the pastor tells the climatic story that explains the mystery of the fork. It is an old, old sermon, but instead of making you wait until the end of the sermon, I will tell the climatic story now, at the beginning of my sermon. I like being a backwards pastor.
When the pastor finally holds up the fork and starts the explanation, the pastor starts with this story:
The man lay in his casket. He was dressed in his finest clothes, but strangely in his folded hands he could be seen holding a fork.
At the end of the funeral a member of the family stood up and explained that the man was well-known in his large family for saying at the end of every meal, “Keep your fork! The best is yet to come!” in anticipation of the delicious dessert always sure to follow.
But this philosophy of life did not only apply to dessert for the man. The man wisely applied this belief also to life and to death. Life, with all its ups and downs, can be both joyous and a cause of deep concern and despair. But, in those times of despair, you should keep hold of your fork, remembering the promise of heaven. You should remember that “the best is yet to come.”
So, as a powerful symbol of the gentleman’s spiritual legacy, his family decided to bury their patriarch gripping a fork in his hand. Life’s dessert was on its way. Heaven was near. The best was yet to come.
Yes, it is an old, old sermon, but I like where it is leading us. The sermon seeks to keep our eyes from focusing only on the troubles and concerns of life. The sermon seeks to help us keep our eyes focused on the eternal promises of Christ so that we can see beyond the troubles and concerns. Maybe God can even use those troubles to lead us to better things.
The only problem with this old sermon is that I do not really want to carry a fork around with me. I did not even want to keep track of it up to this point in the service, how am I going to keep hold of it for the rest of my life?
I cannot even imagine living that way. I put a fork in my back pocket once. I did, in High School. Why? I have no idea. But I put it in my back pocket as I left the school cafeteria and it was still back there, forgotten in my back pocket, when I left the school, opened the door of my car, and sat down on my nice, fabric-covered driver’s side seat. I do not have to tell you what happened. I also do not have to tell you what I imagined my dad would say when he eventually saw what I had done to the seat of the car. In fact, I cannot say the words he would say or I would be fired.
That is a long way of saying, I do not want to carry a fork around to remember the promises of Christ. But there is still something yet to come that is better than the troubles and concerns of this life. I still want to have those promises handy because, Lord knows, trouble will come. That much is certain. Trouble will always come and concerns will always threaten to drag you down with anxiety. I still need to cling to something to get through it.
I think Jesus understood that deeply. After-all, Jesus knew the cross was looming nearby. Right before our gospel story for today, the transfiguration, Matthew tells us that “Jesus began to show his disciples that he must go to Jerusalem and undergo great suffering at the hands of the elders and chief priests and scribes and be killed and on the third day be raised” (Matthew 16:21).
Life was going to get very tough for the disciples very soon. They were going to see the brutal beating and death of their teacher. Fear, grief, and pain was coming for them like a wild beast crouching in the grass, ready to pounce. But, the disciples, Peter especially, wanted to hear nothing about it. They were not ready to hear the terrible truth.
Jesus knew that they were not ready to hear. Jesus knew that they were not ready for the horrors ahead, so Jesus gave them something to hold onto when the bad times did come for them and pounce. He gave them each a fork to keep in their back pockets. No, he did not do that, but he did something better.
The Bible explains what he did. “Jesus took with him Peter and James and his brother John and led them up a high mountain, by themselves. And he was transfigured before them, and his face shone like the sun, and his clothes became bright as light. Suddenly there appeared to them Moses and Elijah, talking with him” (Matthew 17:1-3).
Jesus deliberately took his closest friends up the mountain so that they could have a glimpse of what their eternal future would hold. They got to see Jesus glowing with heavenly light, light that no darkness can overcome. They got to see a vision of a promising future. No matter what happens in the days to come, they need not fear.
And Elijah is there too along with Moses! Elijah is the prophet about whom Malachi says, “Remember the teaching of my servant Moses, the statutes and ordinances that I commanded him at Horeb [God’s holy mountain] for all Israel. Lo, I will send you the prophet Elijah before the great and terrible day of the Lord comes” (Malachi 4:4-5).
Seeing Elijah, the one who was promised to come before the day of the Lord, Peter assumes that the great and terrible day has come. Peter is more than ready to set up some Sukkot, some tents, and enter the glorious feast of eternity. “Lord, it is good for us to be here;” Peter says, “if you wish, I will set up three tents here, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah.” (Matthew 17:4).
Peter wants to set up some Sukkots, which were temporary tents that ancient people constructed on the edge of their fields during the harvest so that they and their field workers did not have to leave the field until the harvest was done. In these tents they celebrated the harvest with fresh food and rested after a hard day’s work. Seeing Elijah talking with Jesus and Moses, Peter is ready to put up some tents and start the final, eternal harvest feast!
There is only one problem. No one brought any forks! Not even Jesus, Elijah, and Moses want to carry those things around! What the disciples see right in front of them on the mountain is not the eternal feast. That is yet to come. The best is yet to come. But first Jesus has another feast. He will need to feast on death and swallow it up.
As Isaiah says, “On this mountain the Lord of hosts will make for all peoples a feast of rich food, a feast of well-aged wines, of rich food filled with marrow, of well-aged wines strained clear. And he will destroy on this mountain the shroud that is cast over all peoples, the sheet that is spread over all nations; he will swallow up death forever. Then the Lord God will wipe away the tears from all faces, and the disgrace of his people he will take away from all the earth, for the Lord has spoken” (Isaiah 25:6-8).
Jesus needs to “swallow up death forever.” Only then, only after death is defeated will the Lord God be able to wipe away the tears from all faces and take away the disgraces and pains of the people.
The disciples need to understand. Jesus needs them to understand that the hard days to come lead to something good. Jesus needs them to know that the one who will be stripped of his clothing, whipped mercilessly, and nailed to a cross to hang, suffocate and die is the same one who was filled with the light that darkness cannot overcome. Jesus needs them to trust that he knows what he is doing. Jesus needs them to see beyond the troubles and concerns they face, trusting that what seems horrible and impossible to get through is not the last sentence in their story. Troubles and concerns are not the last word in our story either. So, Jesus brings them up the mountain to see his eternal face. That vision is their fork. That vision of Jesus is their hope as the world becomes filled with the threats of darkness and death.
After-all, God will “swallow up death forever.” God will feast on death so that it will harm us no longer. God will chew up and destroy the thing that steals our beloved spouses and adored children. God will grind and pulverize the thing that steals those we love out of our hands. The Lord will swallow up death forever, and only then will God “wipe away the tears from all faces.” The days that we feast on our tears as the Psalmist so painfully put it in Psalm 42:3 will be done.
I do not know about you, but I find hope and comfort in the idea that the Lord sees the tears that have stained our faces and he then chooses to come down the mountain to do something about it. I find comfort and hope in the Lord who carries our pain with him as he walks toward the cross to swallow up death forever.
Because, if his suffering can lead to his being raised in three days, maybe your suffering is not the last word either. Maybe, your suffering is just the plating of God’s meal, where he will take a bite and devour your suffering for good. Maybe, your suffering is just the hunger that comes before that final feast where we will set up some tents with Elijah, Jesus, and Moses and feast at God’s eternal table.
The best is yet to come!
Hear the voice of the one who calls you to the feast. Listen to the voice of the one who calls you out of the darkness of suffering and into the light of new life. Hear God when God says from the cloud, “This is my Son, the Beloved; listen to him!”
Listen to the one who promises that darkness and death is not the end. Listed to the one who brings you from death to life. Listen to Jesus and carry the image of his eternal light daily in your minds and in your hearts. There is no need to carry a fork. There is no need to ruin a driver’s side seat. After-all, you have Jesus.




