BIBLE READINGS:Ephesians 1: 3-14††† Mark 6: 14-29



Here at the ending of John the Baptistís life, let us think back to its beginning. How the angel Gabriel appears to Zechariah to tell him of the longed-for son who will bring joy and gladness. How the joyful John leaps in his motherís womb when the pregnant Mary comes to visit. How the neighbours rejoice at his birth. How, on the day of her sonís circumcision, Elizabeth declares, ďHe is to be called John,Ē confusing those who assumed he would be named after his father. How Zechariah, struck mute months earlier when he had expressed his incredulity at Gabrielís news, reaches for a writing tablet and insists,
His name is John.

It is the name that had accompanied the angelís stunning news, the name that Gabriel had told Zechariah and Elizabeth to give to their son, the name destined for him. Can you imagine Zechariah writing it for his neighbours in large letters, scored heavy with emphasis. His wife was not mistaken in the name she gave.

His name is John.

John absorbs the insistent clarity that his parents display in their naming of him. Their strength of purpose passes into him, is borne in his blood, infuses everything that will follow. As he enters the scene as an adult, we see that the one who has been sent to prepare the way, the one who will be known as the Baptist. John the Baptist does not waver from the course that is his call.

His name is John.

John had met Jesus when they were in the waters of the womb, had met him again at the waters of the Jordan, had been borne along by the sureness of his call and by the living water he found in his cousin the Christ. At the last, when we meet him in our reading today, what flows in Johnís life is not water but blood, a horrifically poured out at Herodís feast. Maybe John goes to his death with the same clarity and steadfastness that marked his birth and his life. Perhaps he heard again the voices of the parents who named him. That before the felling stroke there came an echo of the song that his father, no longer mute, had lifted on the day of Johnís naming:

And you, child, will be called the prophet of the Most High;
for you will go before the Lord to prepare his ways,
to give knowledge of salvation to his people
by the forgiveness of their sins.
By the tender mercy of our God,
the dawn from on high will break upon us,
to give light to those who sit in darkness
and in the shadow of death,
to guide our feet into the way of peace.
(Luke 1.76-80)

Death does not have the last word in Johnís story; blood is not the final legacy of the Baptizer. John had succeeded in making a way for the dawn that his father sang about at his birth. The one who ďcame as a witness to testify to the lightĒ (John 1.7) had completed his purpose and his call, giving himself with complete abandon. ďHe himself was not the light,Ē the Gospel of John points out, yet the Baptist shimmered with steadfast purpose and with the joy that had marked his life from the moment he met Jesus.

His name is John.

The life of John the Baptist was utterly intertwined with the life of Jesus. And yet something about his love of Christ and his singleness of purpose enabled him to remain so much himself. In the fierce and focused rhythm and flow of his living and his dying, the Baptizer encourages us to think about what it means to give ourselves in the service of Christ without becoming diminished, without giving up the self that God created.

His name is John.

And what name is ours? What distinguishes and directs the flow and focus of our lives? What is the purpose we are known for - or that we struggle toward and long for? How do we abandon ourselves to this purpose and to the One who calls us to it, and move ever more deeply into the self that God created us to be?


Acknowledgement: Jan L. Richardson