We have a blasphemously sour image of God. His detractors have long encouraged us to think of the Creator of Heaven and Earth as a cosmic killjoy. But that’s not the God of Isaac and Abraham. From Scripture, it is readily apparent that the Almighty delights in His creation… and wants us to find humor in it, as well.
You’ll see this on Friday, but I’m writing it on Tuesday under the shade of a tree at the ancient archeological site known as Hippos, rising up from the eastern shore of the Sea of Galilee.
Given the events in Pennsylvania last weekend and the ongoing events in the Middle East, a reflection on divine humor might seem out of place. But I think God gave us a sense of humor precisely to get through dark and
troubled times.
So, let me tell you about Hippos (that’s the Greek name, also called Sussita in Aramaic, both mean “horse”).
It was founded by Greeks in the second century B.C. By the time the Romans took control of the region from the Hasmoneans, it and nine other Hellenistic cities were known as the Decapolis. They were organized into the Roman Provincia Syria.
Hippos was a Roman city-state overlooking the Galilee region. By housing the Roman legion, it represented the reality that Judea was no longer a self-governing people.
Directly across the lake from me, and visible even through today’s hazy weather, is Tiberias, a relatively new city in that it was formed
in 20 A.D. by Herod Antipas and named for the Roman emperor Tiberius. This city represented those Jews in the ruling elite who wanted to get past religion and accommodate their Roman betters but with their own cultural distinctiveness… or whatever it took to keep power in the area’s day-to-day affairs.
To the north, almost halfway around the lake, are the remains of the city of Capernaum, the base of Jesus’ ministry and home to many of his original followers. Not coincidentally, it was the base of many of the Jewish zealots who were eager to overthrow Roman rule.
So going counter-clockwise around the lake is the embodiment of Rome at 4 o’clock, the revolutionary zealots at not quite 12, and the accommodating self-servers at 8.
Whether you were a zealot or an accommodator, Hippos was the wrong neighborhood for a Jew.
And so, of course, this is very likely where we find Jesus and His disciples in a familiar story told in Mark 5 and Luke 8. The city isn’t named in the gospel accounts, but the recent archeology here in Hippos checks out.
You might recall that Jesus came across a demon-possessed man, who had been living among the tombs. The demon, speaking through the man, begged not to be “tormented” by Jesus. When Jesus asks the demon’s name, the response is that the demon isn’t a singular but a plural, many demons. They answered, “Legion, for we are many.”
Jesus allows the demons to leave the man and
enter a herd of pigs—which then ran over the cliff, to their death on the rocks below.
Too many of us go straight for the spiritual aspects of this passage, skipping past the humorous subversiveness of it.
Remember, this was Rome’s main military outpost in the region set in place to suppress Jewish dissidents. And don’t forget: pork was a mainstay of the Roman military’s diet.
So when word spread that Jesus sent demons named Legion out of a man and into a herd of unclean beasts, which in turn committed mass suicide, it would not have endeared Him to the occupying Romans.
Scripture tells us that the townspeople who witnessed the event were terrified. They begged Jesus to
leave. But, for good measure, Jesus sent the formerly possessed man back into the city where he was known to tell them about the miracle God had done.
The zealots might have wondered why Jesus didn’t just vanquish the Romans, but He instead demonstrated the path that the cultural rot of Rome would follow without repenting and putting their faith in God.
You can imagine the embarrassment the ruling elite in Tiberias and Jerusalem would have felt at such displays of evangelical zeal.
But, come on, demon-possessed Roman pigs committing mass suicide—I don’t care who you are, that’s funny all by itself. Frankly, the likely reactions from all three groups of power-hungry people make me laugh. They just don’t get
Jesus.
Tyrannical regimes and would-be potentates never have a sense of humor—but our loving God most clearly does. More importantly, God is always willing to save us where we are.
We must never forget that Jesus came as a liberator, even if not exactly in the way the people of His day or ours would prefer.
A final thought. The subversiveness of that story doesn’t end, of course. As Israel was occupied by the Romans, so all of us are held captive by sin. Through Jesus, the sins that enslave us—like those demon-infested swine—will be dashed on the rocks and washed away.
And that thought should make us smile with great joy—especially in times like these.