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Sunday, May 25, 2014

Remembering Dionysius and Damaris


Text:  Acts 17:22-31
Theme:  "Remembering Dionysius and Damaris"
6th Sunday of Easter
May 25, 2014
FIRST PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
Denton, Texas
Rev. Paul R. Dunklau

+In the Name of Jesus+
22 Paul then stood up in the meeting of the Areopagus and said: “People of Athens! I see that in every way you are very religious. 23 For as I walked around and looked carefully at your objects of worship, I even found an altar with this inscription: to an unknown god. So you are ignorant of the very thing you worship—and this is what I am going to proclaim to you.
24 “The God who made the world and everything in it is the Lord of heaven and earth and does not live in temples built by human hands. 25 And he is not served by human hands, as if he needed anything. Rather, he himself gives everyone life and breath and everything else. 26 From one man he made all the nations, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he marked out their appointed times in history and the boundaries of their lands. 27 God did this so that they would seek him and perhaps reach out for him and find him, though he is not far from any one of us. 28 ‘For in him we live and move and have our being.’[a] As some of your own poets have said, ‘We are his offspring.’[b]
29 “Therefore since we are God’s offspring, we should not think that the divine being is like gold or silver or stone—an image made by human design and skill. 30 In the past God overlooked such ignorance, but now he commands all people everywhere to repent. 31 For he has set a day when he will judge the world with justice by the man he has appointed. He has given proof of this to everyone by raising him from the dead.”

There you have it:  a good, solid passage from the book of Acts.  Acts, in a nutshell, tells us that Christianity is a missionary faith.  It doesn't  sit still.  Acts gives us the record of how the gospel picked up steam,  gained traction, and hit the road.  Acts begins with the Ascension of the Lord and then the Day of Pentecost in Jerusalem.  From there, the narrative is like a travelogue with the ultimate destination being Rome, the capital city of the world at the time. Finally, the apostle Paul arrived there  through an interesting set of circumstances. But that story is for another day. 

He, Saint Paul,  took at least three missionary journeys after he was converted to Christianity.  On one of them, he stopped in Greece. And it wasn't just any place in Greece; he went to Athens. And it wasn't some Athenian street corner where there might be a 7-11 today.  No, he went to the Areopagus.   It was a place where the civil and criminal issues of the day were judged and resolved.  It was like a court. If you were a member of the Areopagus, you were an Areopagite.   It was also a central gathering place for the great thinkers of the day to share their thoughts on philosophy, politics,  religion, and all other various and sundry "hot button" topics.  Everything was fair game to be sliced, diced, and discussed.   The Areopagus was sort of a "think tank."  If you wanted to get in on the latest and greatest things being tossed around intellectually in the Greco-Roman world, there was no better place than the Areopagus.  There had to have been the ancient version of a Starbucks nearby.  "I'll have a venti Greco-Romanio with three extra shots of expresso, thank you!

The Romans named the Areopagus  "Mars Hill" for the Roman god of war.  But there was no fighting going on that day.  The old god Mars must have been resting.   Paul took his leisurely time  strolling around the area.  He was just another face in the crowd and indistinguishable from all the rest.  He does marvel at Athenian culture and notes that they appear to be a very religious people.  There were shrines and little temples everywhere for every conceivable deity.  Just in case they missed anything or anyone, there was even an altar where sacrifices could be made to "An Unknown God." If you are truly to be cosmopolitan and inclusive of all ideas, then you best have all your bases covered. "There might be a god we don't even know about, so best have a place to go worship him, her, or it."

Inevitably, Paul got his vocal chords into gear. Christianity is a missionary faith, and it is also a vocal faith.  It needs a voice.  He gains admission to a meeting of the Areopagus and apparently is given speaking privileges. Referencing his discovery of the altar to the "Unknown God", he declares: "So you are ignorant of the very thing you worship -- and this is what I'm going to proclaim to you." 

With an economy of words, with a few short phrases, he gives them the history of salvation which reaches its zenith in the resurrection of Jesus.  His challenge is not for them to build more shrines and have more discussions about the next set of gods -- known or unknown -- to come down the pike.  His call is to repent, to change one's mind about  God and then to believe that God, in Jesus, will come back one day to judge the world.  The resurrection is proof of that.

How did it go over?  How did it all turn out in the Areopagus?  Did his listeners sit there spellbound?  Did babies stop crying?  Could you hear a pin drop?  Well, things in Christianity don't always go over like gangbusters.  Not everyone is going to sign on, join up, repent, believe, and order a new Bible on Amazon.com.  While the gospel is "the power of God unto salvation," it does suffer itself to be rejected. You can say no to Jesus, think that His existence and his death and resurrection are all a bunch of nonsense, and go on your merry way.  In cosmopolitan and inclusive America, no one is going to shake a stick at you for that.  It's freedom; it's your prerogative. 

In the book of Acts, we are told of the reaction:  "When they heard about the resurrection of the dead, some of them sneered."  They gave Paul what some today call the "stink eye".  Others "said 'We want to hear you again on this subject.'"  They remind me of those nowadays who are "curious" about the faith -- maybe not a lot curious but just a little.   The church, for better or worse (and, in my opinion, mostly for worse ) labels  them "seekers." 

The text says that when Paul left the Areopagus, some followed him and believed.  Two from that group are mentioned by name:  Dionysius (a man and a member of the Areopagite Council) and Damaris (a woman).  All we know of them from the Bible is that they heard and received the good news proclaimed by Paul, and they believed.  That's all; that's it; that's the sum total of what we know of them.  Later tradition says that Dionysius would eventually become the Christian bishop of Athens. 

Dionysius the Areopagite.  His name goes into English as Dennis.  Nothing changed for him that day except everything.  And what of Damaris?  Every year, on October 3, the eastern orthodox churches observe Saint Damaris's day.  And if you visit  modern Athens, you may find yourself on the Odos Damareos -- the "Damaris Road."

There's nothing -- not the least little bit -- about the awards these two won, about the degrees they earned, about the wealth they may or may not have generated or kept, about their achievements or the status -- celebrity or otherwise -- that they reached in life.   They are all but unknown -- inconsequential at best and non-existent at worst -- to the world.  All that is said of them is that they heard and believed. 

On Memorial Day Weekend, a wreath is laid -- with much civic ritual -- at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier at Arlington National Cemetery across the Potomac from our nation's capitol in Washington D.C.  The names of the soldiers buried there who were killed in action in American wars, the monument says, are known only to God.  All we know about them is that they gave "the last full measure of devotion."

We have the names of Dionysius and Damaris. But there were others, Acts tells us,  who heard and believed Paul's message at the Areopagus, and we don't know their names.  Like the unknown soldiers, they are unknown followers of Christ -- unknown to us, that is.  But they are known to God.

What is that brings you the most comfort -- that you know God or that God knows you?
Just to review:  we have observed that Christianity is a missionary faith;  it's always on the move.  Second, we've learned that Christianity is a vocal faith; it has a message -- specifically, the good news of Jesus -- to be spoken.  Third, the faith can be sneered at, "stink eye"'d, and rejected.  And finally, it is a faith of being known.  You see, it's not that we know God but that God knows us. Better yet, God loves us.  "God so loved the world that He gave His only-begotten Son."

There may be times when you feel like little more than a number on someone else's ledger.  You may feel unknown -- unknown by others and not even sure if you know yourself anymore. 
When that happens, remember the Areopagus; remember what God's Word has shared this day.  Remember that great word from God and make it your own:  "Do not be afraid.  I have ransomed you.  I have called you by name.  You are mine."

Amen.





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