I hope I am not boasting when I say that I know a little bit about Christ in the desert.  I lived with Christ in the Desert for almost seven years.  I got to know Christ in the Desert very well.  You see that was the name of the Monastery I joined in Abiquiu, New Mexico.

 

About eighty miles north of Santa Fe, just beyond the Ghost Ranch Conference center, a dirt road veered off the highway.  This dirt road careened around canyon walls with drop offs seventy five to a hundred feet into the rushing Chama River.  And it crossed level valleys and scenery so beautiful that it shows up in dozens of movies like the recent Three Ten to Yuma.  And finally it ends at the Monastery of Christ in the Desert.

 

I had incredible experiences of beauty and prayer at Christ in the Desert.  I also had the worst times of my life, the times when I felt totally abandoned by God, by my brothers, and even nature.  There were times when I felt nothing could touch the transcendent goodness and sweetness of God and that life was so good that if I died then in my twenties, no number of lifetimes could make me happier. And there were times when I felt nothing could resist the awful wickedness of humanity and I felt in the depths of a bottomless pit.  Barbara Brown Taylor, a famous Episcopal preacher says, “There is something about a desert that can suck all the self-confidence right out of you.  It is so big, so empty that you cannot help noticing how small and perishable you are.”  I would say that hits the nail on the head.  In those times when the self-confidence was sucked out of me I learned the meaning of Ash Wednesday:  Remember thou art dust and to dust thou shallt return.

 

Matthew in our Gospel story today says it happened this way:  In the desert, Jesus experienced not only physical hunger, stark loneliness, and self-doubt.  But He was not alone.  There were two characters in this drama and Jesus was tempted by the Great Tempter to “have” by turning the stones into bread, to “do” by throwing him self upon the rocks, and  to “be” by grabbing power and glory for himself.  I doubt any of us will experience the devil so clearly and plainly as a Character in our story.  It is not that we couldn’t handle it, it’s that he is too clever for that.  As followers of Jesus today, we will hear a “devilish” voice in our heads that says things like “if you are a child of God, shouldn’t things be going a little smoother for you.  If you are a real Christian, shouldn’t you be more prosperous (like Joel Osteen for example)?  Shouldn’t you be happier, healthier, more attractive, and richer?  The real devil works by sucking the self confidence out of us.  Each one of us has a hole in our hearts that only God can fill, but the great tempter abhors a vacuum and leads us to look for the substitutes, the bogus, the fix, the next drink, the next cigarette, the shopping trip, applause from our brothers and sisters, the clap on the back that says you’re O.K. don’t worry about it, the deal of a life time, the old flame that loves us more that our wife could ever know or Mister Right or Mister right now, the thrill victory when our candidate or political party crushes every enemy in sight, our moment in the sun, our shining moment of oh so sweet success—to  mention only a few of his tricks.  Christ in the desert was not fooled by having, and doing, and being.  He waited, and waited, and after he resisted filling that hole, after he resisted more temptation than we can dream of and when he least expected it, Angels came and ministered to him.

There is a song (you know it, I bet Isaac) that I will only mention today and Easter Sunday.  It is called, “You Raise Me Up and the words go something like this. 

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.

 

Yes, we have a hole that only God can fill. When we are down, only God can really lift us up to be more than we can be.  Amen.