Luke 3:15-22

So.  This is the Sunday when we observe that one thousand nine hundred ninety-five years ago, give or take, Jesus was baptized by John in the Jordan River.  And I confess that on this Sunday when wildfires are still raging across Southern California, when our eyes are still watering from the smoke in the air, when our vision is still blurred with tears for all the homes and land destroyed and lives lost, when our hearts are still breaking for friends and family—for all the people who have had to evacuate, who have had to flee in terror as fire roared toward them—I confess that my first response to the baptism of Jesus in this week of catastrophe on a Sunday when the fires are still raging and homes and lives are still in peril–my first response to the baptism of Jesus is: so what?

So what if Jesus was baptized?  So what if a voice from heaven proclaimed him as the divine, beloved child of God with whom God was well pleased?  What does that have to do with me?  With us?  How does that help us at a time when our neighborhoods are on fire and our lives are filled with fear and anxiety and desperation?

One thousand nine hundred ninety-five years ago, more or less, Jesus was baptized.  What does this mean?  Where is the good news in that ancient fact in the face of the very real and present danger we are facing right now?

Where is the Good News?  

Well maybe—stay with me here– maybe it’s right where it has  always been.  Maybe it’s right in front of us, in the water and in the Word.  

The baptism of Jesus is depicted in all four gospels.  Sort of.  The Gospel of John alludes to baptism of Jesus but never actually describes him being baptized.  My favorite version of the Baptism of Jesus is in the Gospel of Matthew.  In Matthew, Jesus has no sooner waded into the water when John and Jesus start arguing.  That’s just so human.  In Matthew’s telling of the story, John didn’t want to baptize Jesus.  Matthew tells us that John “would have prevented him.”  It didn’t feel right to John.  It didn’t feel appropriate.  For him to baptize Jesus seemed upside down and backwards.  “I need to be baptized by you!” he tells Jesus.  

I need to be baptized by you.  That’s an interesting choice of words.  It implies that John thought he was lacking something that Jesus could give him.  What could that be?

Jesus finally persuaded John to go ahead and baptize him when he said, “Let it be so now; for it is proper for us in this way to fulfill all righteousness.”  Basically, Jesus was telling John, “let’s go ahead with this because it’s the right thing to do.”

Why is it the right thing to do?  John’s baptism was a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sin^[1].  But Jesus didn’t have any sin that he needed to repent of, did he?  So why was it the right thing for him to do?  How did his baptism “fulfill all righteousness”?

Preachers like to use the baptism of Jesus as a springboard to talk about the meaning of our baptism and the gifts that baptism bestows on us.  I’ll admit that that’s what I’ve preached about on this Sunday for many, many years.  But this year I think something else needs our attention.

Don’t get me wrong.  It’s always useful to take some time to remember our baptism and think about what it means and how we are living out our lives in the covenant of baptism.  But this year, as fires rage around us and life seems perilous and precarious, I have found myself thinking about the baptism of Jesus a little differently.  This year I find myself wondering what it meant for him.  What was he showing us?  What did he want us to see?  What did he want us to learn?

The word “baptism” comes from the Greek verb baptizein which means “to dip,” or “to plunge or to immerse.”^[2] When we are baptized, the water that is poured over us is a sign that we are immersed into the life and love of the triune God, that we are plunged into the eternal perichoresis, the eternal circle dance of love that flows between the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.  But Jesus was already fully immersed in the life and love of the Trinity, so what did plunging into the water signify for him?  What was he immersing himself in?

I can’t help but think that what baptism signified for Jesus was not his immersion into the life of God, but his immersion into the life of humanity.  

With the Holy Spirit descending like a dove and the voice from heaven proclaiming that Jesus is heaven’s divine and pleasing child, it’s easy to get so caught up in the divinity of Jesus that we overlook how very human this moment is.  Jesus was already immersed in his divinity.  Here at the river, with water up to his chest, he was plunging into his humanity.

Jesus immersed himself into an existence where water is a necessity of life that can cleanse you and sustain you and quench your thirst, but it can also flood your home, sweep away your crops and livestock and drown you.

Jesus immersed himself into a life where fire can refine metals and give you light in the dark and warm your home and bake your bread and cook your meals, but it can also burn down your house and ravage your fields and orchards.  It can obliterate whole cities. It can burn you with the worst kind of pain.  And it can kill you. 

Jesus immersed himself into a human life in a body that was strong and beautiful, a body that could embrace the warm comfort of companions and smell the sweet and uplifting aromas and taste all the delicious flavors and see all the beautiful horizons and hear the music of the birds, a body that could feel joy and compassion and tenderness.  But it was also a vulnerable body, a body that could be wounded and injured,  a body that could smell the stink and feel the sharp edges and experience all the not-so-pleasant sensations of the world, a body that could feel anxiety and fear and pain.  A body that, in the end, could die.

Jesus immersed himself into all that it means to be human, the good and the bad. His baptism was more than an act of divine solidarity; it was a validation of deeply human unity.  He was showing us that he was one of us.  

But he wasn’t just immersing himself in us.

One thousand nine hundred ninety-five years ago, or thereabouts, Jesus was immersed in the waters of the Jordan, a river whose waters had been evaporated from the seas and transported in clouds before falling on the hills as snow and rain, a river that swept minerals and seeds and soil down from the mountains to enrich the land below, a river that carried away the effluent of people, cattle and animals as it flowed past villages and fields and farms and towns, a river filled with life and with a life of its own.  Jesus was immersed not only into the life of humanity, but into the life of the world itself, the life of the planet. 

And maybe that’s the Good News, on this Sunday when fires are still endangering our lives and so many things we hold dear are in jeopardy.  Maybe the Good News for us in the baptism of Jesus is that Christ is immersed in our lives and we are immersed in the life of Christ, but also that Christ is immersed in the life of the world.  Maybe, if we open our eyes and minds and hearts, we can trust that Jesus is with us, in, with and under all our heartbreaks and joys, our fears and our relief.  Maybe we can learn to trust him and hear his voice speaking a word of promise from Isaiah: 

“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you, and the rivers will not overwhelm you.  When you walk through fire you shall not be burned and the flame shall not consume you… for I am the Lord, your God…you are precious in my sight and honored and I love you.  Do not be afraid, for I am with you.”^[2]

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^[1] Matthew 3:11

^[2] Isaiah 43:2, 4, 5