10/12/2025 Sermon: “Foreigner” with Rev. Heather Riggs

Luke 17:11-19 NRSVUE

11 On the way to Jerusalem Jesus was going through the region between Samaria and Galilee. 12 As he entered a village, ten men with a skin disease approached him. Keeping their distance, 13 they called out, saying, “Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!” 14 When he saw them, he said to them, “Go and show yourselves to the priests.” And as they went, they were made clean. 15 Then one of them, when he saw that he was healed, turned back, praising God with a loud voice. 16 He prostrated himself at Jesus’s feet and thanked him. And he was a Samaritan. 17 Then Jesus asked, “Were not ten made clean? So where are the other nine? 18 Did none of them return to give glory to God except this foreigner?” 19 Then he said to him, “Get up and go on your way; your faith has made you well.”

Back in the 1900’s, when I was a teenager, when somebody said the word, “foreigner,” my first thought was the late 70’s early 80’s rock band, Foreigner, who’s hits:

Urgent (urgent, urgent, emergency!)

Cold as ICE, and

I Want to Know What Love is

Which all seem like important discussion topics here in 2025.

God help us!

But in First Century Judea, when Jesus walked the earth calling someone a foreigner was a serious religious distinction.

Biblically, the distinction between foreigners and God’s people is explicitly stated in Deuteronomy chapter 7, as a part of Moses revealing what we now call the 10 commandments, which are in chapter 6.  So according to the author of Deuteronomy, Moses tells the people:

  • Do not make any treaties with the people already living in the promised land
  • Do not intermarry with them!
  • The directions given in Deuteronomy 7:5-6 for dealing with foreigners are: “5 But this is how you must deal with them: break down their altars, smash their pillars, cut down their sacred poles, and burn their idols with fire. 6 For you are a people holy to the Lord your God; the Lord your God has chosen you out of all the peoples on earth to be his people, his treasured possession.”

So.  According to Deuteronomy:

We don’t negotiate with foreigners…which means no peace treaty, just total war.

We don’t marry foreigners…so their children don’t matter.

Hulk Smash foreigners.

Yikes!

When did this start?

If you look back before Moses in the Bible, the Family of Abraham is just one family, so they definitely married outside the faith.  So what happened to make them so anti-everybody else?

First of all, Deuteronomy is not a Live at 5 reporter’s account of what happened.  

Most scholars agree that  Deuteronomy was written and edited by many people over time.  The earliest writings dating from the time of King Josiah around 621BC with the later writings from the return from the Babylonian Exile during the time of the Prophet Nehemiah, who wrote extensively on his campaign to get all Jewish men to cast out their foreign wives and children.

Exodus chapters 20-23 is an older, but still not an eyewitness reporter account of the giving of the commandments.  And while Exodus 23 does have a passage in Exodus 23:20-33 that says that God is going to displace the Canaanites, Hittites, and the other peoples from the promised land, and the Hebrew people are not supposed to make any treaties with them…  

Exodus 23:4 also reads:  “When you come upon your enemy’s ox or donkey going astray, you shall bring it back.

And more importantly Exodus 22:21-24 reads:

21 “You shall not wrong or oppress a resident alien, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt. 22 You shall not abuse any widow or orphan. 23 If you do abuse them, when they cry out to me, I will surely heed their cry; 24 my wrath will burn, and I will kill you with the sword, and your wives shall become widows and your children orphans.”

In Exodus we’re returning lost animals, and doing no wrong to resident aliens and in Deuteronomy we’re smashing and burning foreigner’s stuff.

That’s quite a contrast between the Exodus version and the Deuteronomy version isn’t it?

When people criticize the Bible for being contradictory, this is the kind of stuff they are talking about!

As United Methodists, we take the Bible seriously, not literally, therefore we know that only the Tablets themselves were carved in stone by the hand of God.  

The Bible was written by people.  

The Bible was written by many people, in different places and times with different theological axes to grind.  Sometimes Prophets were writing at the same time and arguing with one another on what they thought God was up to.

As United Methodists we believe that the Bible is inspired by God, but not written by God, and certainly not infallible in translation and editing!

But we also look to scripture for guidance in difficult times like this!

And when scripture is saying two very different things about how  we should treat the foreigner among us… well, we know exactly what happens because we’re living through that right now.

A perspective that has been helpful for me, is from Professor Emertis of New Testament, John Dominic Crossan. Crossan wrote a little book called, “How to Read the Bible and Still Be a Christian: Struggling with Divine Violence from Genesis Through Revelation.”

The main idea of Crossan’s book is that the Bible is not only a discussion between the various authors and editors, but that the Bible is a discussion between God and Humanity.

God demonstrates the value of hospitality to foreigners (often translated strangers) when Abraham welcomes the strangers who turn out to be Angels.

But then people are like – the Egyptians were totally mean to us, so we get to be mean to foreigners like them, right?

But then God says,  “You shall not wrong or oppress a resident alien, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt.” You know how awful it is to be treated that way, and don’t do it to others!

But then people – the authors of Deuteronomy write their own version of the story that totally justifies oppression of foreigners.  Because they wanted to re-establish Temple Judaism.

But then God, through the Prophet Isaiah calls the foreigner Cyrus, the Anointed One who saves the Jewish people.  Because Cyrus told them to go home and rebuild their Temple and cities.

Then people – the Prophet Neihemiah tells all the Jewish men to divorce their foreign wives and cast out their foreign children.  While rebuilding Jerusalem under the rule of Cyrus.

Then God shows up subtly in the story of Ruth, the Moabite – a foreign widow of a Jewish man who converts to Judaism and who ends up being an ancestor of Jesus.

And in today’s reading, God godself, Jesus honors the Samaritan – who were the people who constructed the sacred pillars for worship (the ones Deuteronomy says to smash!) rather than going to the Temple. The Samaritan foreigner is the one who gives glory to God.  

The Samaritans who were actually the descendants of the people of Northern Israel who were not carried into the Babylonian Exile.  People whom the writers of Nehemiah and Deuteronomy may have considered to be their religious competition.

But Jesus doesn’t see the Samaritans as the religious competition.

God isn’t insecure like we are.

Jesus extends the invitation to participate in the Kingdom of God to, “whomsoever will.”

Or as the Apostle Paul, and this was the actual Paul, not Pauline fan fiction, wrote in Galatians 3:28:  “There is neither Jew nor Gentile, neither slave nor free, nor is there male and female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.”

10/5/2025: “Steadfast Love” with Rev. Heather Riggs

Lamentations 3:19-26

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition

19 The thought of my affliction and my homelessness

    is wormwood and gall!

20 My soul continually thinks of it

    and is bowed down within me.

21 But this I call to mind,

    and therefore I have hope:

22 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases,

    his mercies never come to an end;

23 they are new every morning;

    great is your faithfulness.

24 “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,

    “therefore I will hope in him.”

25 The Lord is good to those who wait for him,

    to the soul that seeks him.

26 It is good that one should wait quietly

    for the salvation of the Lord.

22 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases,

    God’s mercies never come to an end;

23 they are new every morning;

    great is your faithfulness.

24 “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,

    “therefore I will hope in Them.”

25 The Lord is good to those who wait for Them,

    to the soul that seeks them.

26 It is good that one should wait quietly

    for the salvation of the Lord.

This declaration of hope in the middle of an entire book of Lamentations is like a bright blue patch of batchelor’s buttons flowers in the midst of a field of manure.

Tuesday was a manure kind of day for me.

When my feet hit the floor my left ankle was sore.  Did I sleep wrong?  On my ankle?  How???

Then I had my shift at the Federal Courthouse doing accompaniment, and there were so many people on the court docket that I chose to stay an extra hour, which was fine, but being on alert, scanning the area for ruffians in gators, is intense.  

And Google translate was not being my friend!  A young man asked me if I was government or something, and in the process of using google translate to explain that I am a Pastora here to protect you from Immigracion thugs – well, I didn’t realize that thug would translate to murderer!  

So sorry! 

Did not mean to scare you!

Let’s try, Immigracion jerks… jerks translates into Idiots!  

Much better!

After my 2 hour shift that turned into 3 hours on hard pavement,

I limped back to my car with my ankle tendon still hurting.  

$19 for parking!  

Sigh.

And went to work.

I just didn’t have the creative energy to write my sermon, so I figured I’d work on my homework for the MBA in Nonprofit Administration that I was telling you about last week.  Remember how I told you that the Fundraising class I’m in is kinda uncomfortable for me?

Well, it’s not just because we’re talking about money.

I got an email from my Fundraising Professor telling me that she had taken my post down because she felt that my response to the discussion prompt was not humble enough.  And she sent me a post by another student as an example of how she would like me to post.

The post that she held up as an example was a fellow clergy student, posting how he does not know anything about how to receive donations of complex assets. and that he doesn’t even know if his church finance team knows anything about donations of complex assets.  I love that for him!

Complex assets, by the way, are things like – donations of stock, real estate, or even a harvest of soybeans.

I was surprised by the idea of a donation of a harvest of soybeans, because the only crops I’ve ever seen donated are hazel nuts or strawberries that were packaged and sold in the community.

But, I am quite familiar with donations of stock, real estate and even a Charitable Lead Trust – where the Trust is willed to a series of family members until the last one dies and then the church gets what’s left.

And, might I say, Church, that your Finance Team, and your Board are very smart and experienced and do a great job managing donations of complex assets!

In my original post, I addressed the lecture and readings on the topic of donations of Complex Assets from the point of view of how we already handle those assets according to United Methodist policies.  But  apparently that’s bragging!  She wanted me to pretend that my Church isn’t awesome and that I don’t know anything about complex assets.  Apparently it’s arrogant of me to be an experienced Pastor.

This is not the first time she has taken down or edited my posts, but it will be the last, because this class ends this week.  Hallelujah!

Then… after editing and resubmitting my work, and copying the head of the program on all that nonsense, because that’s what one calls academic censorship and I’m not having it…

Then… my beloved daughter Gwen is mad at me because I overcooked her noodles.  

I’m sitting at the table at 8:30 at night, finally eating dinner when she thrust a cold, leftover, gluten free noodle under my nose and demanded that I taste it.  (I thought it tasted fine.)

Then she proceeded to ask, with barely restrained rage, that I NEVER cook her noodles again, because I ALWAYS overcook them.  And noodles should NOT be a liquid, which I thought was a little overstated, because it was still noodle shaped, just rather soft.

So, I apologized and promised to never try to cook her noodles again.  

I get it.  

She had gotten home from a long day at work, which takes a lot out of her as she lives with chronic, constant pain, and she was looking forward to leftover gluten free noodles, one of the few things she can eat with her Crones disease, and she likes her noodles al dente.  Mushy noodles were just too much to deal with while tired and in pain.

I know that.  So I don’t argue, I just apologize.

I’m sorry that I made my baby girl’s day harder.

And that’s on top of all the usual stuff.

You know, the erosion of Trans and women’s rights.

People starving and dying in Gaza.

Troops being deployed to our city.

Climate change…

Tuesday was just a manure filled day.

But then my husband got home and suggested that we go swimming, because Tuesday was the last day of the community pool being open.  

And yes.  

It was cloudy and cool and sprinkling.

But the pool is heated and it’s not like the rain was going to make us wetter.

So we swam in the rain.

And my Very Patient Husband quietly listened until my annoyance had run its course.

And we swam laps and looked at the heavy clouds backlit by the glow of the moon.

And there was some peace in the steadiness of the rhythms of creation.

There was mercy in the rain after a long, dry summer.

There was reassurance that tomorrow, and tomorrow and tomorrow; 

the sun will rise again.

There is love between people, even people who overcook the noodles.

Love that flows like water unceasing, 

from God our source, through us and among us…

Love that cannot be stopped, even by death.

Hope flowers like bright blue bachelor’s buttons.

Not in spite of the the field of manure,

but because of it.

Hope blossoms ever more brightly among that which needs to be composted.

That which needs to be apologized for.

That which needs to change.

And now, a judge has ordered the deployment of troops unconstitutional.

And the head of the program acknowledged that my professor had engaged in academic censorship and gave her a talking to.

And the sun is shining.

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases,

    God’s mercies never come to an end;

they are new every morning;

new every morning;

new every morning;

    great is your faithfulness, Oh God

Great is your faithfulness.