January 18, 2026
John 1.29-42
+ This past week, we had a couple of visitors
to the church.
As they looked around at the windows
and the stations of the cross and all the others things from our church, they
were especially taken with our altar.
And more specifically with the
illustration of the Lamb on it.
They just could not stop talking about
how powerful that image was, and how appropriate it was to have it on our
altar.
When I designed the altar about five
years ago, I really struggled to find what the center piece should be.
I knew I wanted the Alpha and Omega on
the sides.
That was a nod to the original altar
that stood in the church from 1956-1970.
But that center piece was a struggle.
I tried different illustrations about—there
was a Last Supper, there was a Celtic
cross. There were a few I don’t even
remember.
But then I came across this.
The artist is not known.
It actually was a design made for a
rubber stamp by a company that advertised on Pinterest.
But, when I saw it, I remember just feeling
as though I had been struck by lightning.
This was it!
It was perfect!
And it really fit who we are at St.
Stephen’s
And since the altar was built and installed
and consecrated, people have told me how drawn they are to that image.
It’s a great image.
All of this, of course, hits home to me
this week because, of course, our Gospel reading for today deals with Christ as
the Lamb of God.
And for some reason, this past week, as
I was meditating on our Gospel reading for today, the whole image of Jesus as
the Lamb of God really came home to me in a new way.
In today’s Gospel reading we find John
the Baptist calling out not once but twice, identifying Jesus as the Lamb of
God.
It’s a seemingly very nice image of
Jesus.
A nice fluffy, sweet-natured lamb.
But…is that the right image we have of
Jesus?
If God chose have the Son to be
incarnate in the flesh, would God want that Son to be looked upon as a sweet,
fluffy lamb?
No, not all.
And that’s not what John is getting at
when we calls out the way he does.
Sweet and gentle is not what John saw
when he observed Jesus as the Lamb of God.
For John, what he observed when he
looked at Jesus and saw the Lamb of God walking past, was truly a thing that would most vegans cringe:
He saw that sacrifice that was seen in
the Temple in Jerusalem.
There, the lamb was sacrificed—and
quite violently sacrificed—as a sin offering for the people.
He saw before him not Jesus the man,
but the sacrificial Lamb, broken and bleeding.
To be fair, in our own images of the
Lamb of God here on our altar, we don’t have a fluffy little lamb.
The image we have on our altar here is
not a sweet lamb.
Look at it.
That is a defiant lamb!
It is a Lamb that stares right at us
and confronts us.
And, if you look closely, you will see
the Lamb pierced.
We see blood pouring from the side of
the Lamb.
We see a sacrificed Lamb.
And that look of strength and defiance
can also be seen directed at the one who has done the piercing.
And in the midst of all of that, there
is a banner the Lamb is holding.
Do you see it?
It has one word.
PAX.
PEACE.
Awwww, sweet Peace!
What a wonderful concept!
See, why I love this image so much!
We also find other references to the
Lamb in our Eucharistic celebration.
On Sunday morning and Wednesday night
Eucharists, we sing the Agnes Dei—the Lamb of God—after I have broken the
bread.
I am so happy we do that.
This “fraction anthem” as we call it,
carries such meaning.
In it we sing, essentially:
Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of
the world, have mercy on us
Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of
the world, have mercy on us.
Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of
the world, grant us---what?----
---PAX----
---- peace----.
Then you see me hold up the broken bread and the Deacon hold sup the
chalice and you hear me say,
“This is the Lamb of God. This is the
One who takes away the sins of the world. Happy are we who are called to this
supper.”
That broken body.
That shed blood.
That sacrifice.
I cannot tell you how many times I have
stood at this altar during that anthem and looked down at the broken bread on
that paten and looked into that cup and had a moment of spiritual clarity.
So many times I have looked at the
broken bread and the cup and thought,
This is truly the Lamb of God.
For me, that moment of spiritual
clarity is very much like the moment John announces Jesus as the Lamb.
For me, it might as well be the
Baptist’s voice in my ear, announcing to me that “This is the One!”
And it should be for all of us.
But all of this is more than just some
mystical experience is this concept of the Lamb being broken.
Why do we break the bread at the
Eucharist?
Why do I, when I hold up that broken
bread with the chalice, and say, “This is the Lamb of God. This is the One who
takes away the sins of the world…”?
We do it to symbolize the broken body
of the Lamb.
The Lamb was broken.
The Lamb was sacrificed.
And it is importance to recognize that.
Trust me, we understand brokenness
right now in our world, in our society, and, no doubt, many of us know it in
our lives.
Let me tell you, that’s what’s going on
in Minneapolis right now.
We are witnessing and experiencing is
true brokenness.
And a response to brokenness.
Brokenness is part of this imperfect
world in which we live.
And it is hard to bear.
When we gaze upon that broken bread,
when we gaze upon that broken lamb, we gaze upon our own brokenness as well.
If we look at the Lab as something wholly
other than ourselves, we have missed the point completely.
In following the Lamb, we are called to
embody the Lamb.
We are called to be the Lamb to others.
And to do that, we must embrace our brokenness
as well.
We see here on this altar before God
the brokenness of our nation, of our world, of our own lives.
Right now.
But we gaze upon a God who understands
our brokenness.
A God who understands these fractures
and these pains each us bear within us and in this world in which we live.
A God who saw that brokenness in the
Lamb who was sent to us.
But it also symbolizes something even
more practical.
We break bread, so we can share it.
We don’t get the option of just sitting
around, wallowing in our brokenness.
We don’t get to just close up and rock
back and forth in pain over the unfairness of this world and society and our
lives.
We are called to go out and do
something about our brokenness.
We break this bread and then break it
and then break it again until it becomes small pieces that we must share with
one another.
By sharing Jesus’s message of love and
compassion and peace and wholeness to a broken world and to broken people, by
sharing of our broken selves, we do something meaningful.
We undo our brokenness.
We become whole by sharing our
brokenness.
It means we take what we have eaten
here—this Lamb, this Jesus, God’s Son, God’s Messiah, who knew pain and
suffering and death—and we share this Jesus with others, through our love,
through our actions of love, through our acceptance of all people in love.
It is not enough that we simply recognize the Lamb.
We must recognize the Lamb, broken for
us, so that we can share the Lamb with others.
And that is the purpose of our lives as
followers of Jesus.
Yes, we gather here and are Christians.
But we are also gathered here so we can
go out and share this Lamb that has been revealed to us.
And in sharing the Lamb, others too can
share the Lamb.
So, let us listen to the voice of the
Baptist proclaiming in our ears, “Behold the Lamb of God!”
Let us hear that voice when Deacon John
and I hold up the Bread and the Chalice.
Let us hear that voice as we come
forward to share that bread and drink from that chalice.
But let us be that voice when we leave here.
Let us actually BE God’s Lamb, in our own
brokenness, in all that we do as Christians, in the differences we make in this
world around, in all the good we do and say in our lives.
When we do that we will find ourselves,
as we heard in the collect from this morning, “illuminated by [God’s] Word and
Sacraments.”
And being illuminated, we will “shine,
even in our broken state, with a light that will burn away the darkness of hate
and division in our midst. Amen.
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