Sunday, August 16, 2026

A Dog Named Hoover (Proper 15A)

Christ and the Canaanite Woman (1594–1595) by Annibale Carracci

  

A Dog named Hoover

 Proper 15A 

16 August 2026; 10:30 am Sung Mass

The Rev. Fr. Anthony Hutchinson, SCP, Ph.D. 

The Mission Church of St. Paul the Apostle, Crescent City (CA)

Genesis 45:1-15; Psalm 133; Romans 11:1-2a, 29-32; Matthew 15: (10-20), 21-28

 

God, take away our hearts of stone, and give us hearts of flesh. Amen

I once had a friend in trouble tell me that he did not feel he could pray and ask for God’s help because, as he said, “I’m just too rotten a person.  I’m not even sure there is a God, and if there is, I definitely am not the kind of person God would be interested in helping.”

 

Society at large and religions in particular create and define themselves by establishing boundaries—the believer vs unbeliever, righteous vs the wicked.  This can be a real burden when we find ourselves outside of those boundaries. 

 

In today’s Gospel, Jesus encounters a person who by all standards is outside the boundaries—he is traveling near the primarily Gentile territory of what is now Southern Lebanon, and a woman approaches.  Strike Onewomen were not supposed to directly engage with strangers who were men. 

 

She is a pagan, in Matthew anachronistically called a Canaanite, that Old Testament people seen as the Israelites’ ultimate enemies, unclean pagans engaging in immoral idolatrous worship.  Strike Two.  

 

In Mark’s version of the story, she is a Greek, of mixed Syrian and Phoenician heritage.  A half-breed pagan to boot, coming from the two great oppressors of the Jewish people before the Romans arrived.  Strike Three

 

She might as well be wearing a bell and calling out before her, unclean, unclean

 

But this woman is worried about her daughter, afflicted with mental illness, thought to be the work of evil spirits.  She has heard that this Jewish wonder-worker Jesus can expel such demons.  So she rushes up and loudly begs him to heal her daughter, using language that is more Jewish than pagan, “O Lord, Son of David, have mercy on me and my daughter.”  The reference is probably to an inter-testamental belief that King Solomon, literally the “Son of David,” could cure bodily or mental ills.  She has heard that Jesus is perhaps a descendant of David and has some of Solomon’s legendary power to heal. 


Jesus ignores her.  It is almost like he cannot hear her.  

She only gets louder. 

 

The way Jesus reacts is quite offensive to us of modern sensibilities.  It was also offensive to ancient sensibilities, and that is the reason that Luke drops this story from those he borrows from Mark’s Gospel. 

 

In the Creed, we say that we believe that God became incarnate of the Holy Spirit and the Virgin Mary and became truly human in the person of Jesus.  But we usually don’t like to see Jesus as quite this human.  Here he seems to be cold and unfeeling. As she gets louder, he ignores her all the more.  

 

His reaction is strange, given the fact that he has already in Matthew’s Gospel healed a gentile in gentile territory, that the verses preceding this story tell of Jesus breaking down barriers of clean and unclean in Jewish Law, and that many of his parables there seem to focus on the overflowing abundance of God's kindness. 

 

When the disciples just can’t bear it any longer, they ask Jesus to break his silence and just send the woman away.  His reply is “I am focused on my work in calling my fellow Jews to change their hearts and ways; I can’t take the time for this woman.” 

 

She begs him directly, “Lord, help me.” 

 

His reply here is no longer simply cold and unfeeling, it’s downright nasty: “I can’t take food set aside for the children and throw it away for you dogs to eat.”  The slur made by using the word dogs, seems downright bigoted.  

 

Christians have tried to explain away the slur, or take it off of Jesus’ lips ever since:  As I said before, Luke simply deletes the story and does not include it in his Gospel.  Some of the Church Fathers say that Jesus was simply testing the woman’s faith by using the slur ironically to see if she would persist (as if putting “air quotes” around the slur makes it any less offensive!) 

 

Others have tried to take the sting out of the phrase by noting that the Greek word used in the text is a diminutive kynarios “doggie,” instead of the more common kynos “dog.”   But this just means domesticated dogs, still seen as unclean, instead of vicious and mangy wild or feral ones.  It does not make the slur less offensive.  

 

Again, Jesus' talk here about the economy of divine blessing almost as if it were a zero-sum game is strange.  In his previous feeding of the crowd on the hillside, there was a ridiculous overabundance of leftovers.  But the point appears to be that Jesus is so focused on his mission to fellow Jews that he cannot hear the woman.  Matthew, with his concern for keeping Jewish Law and portraying Jesus as the new Moses, does not appear to notice the ugliness of the scene as it unfolds.  

 

My friend, with his fear of praying to a God who supposedly judges him unworthy and beyond the bounds of grace, would see someone familiar, I think, in this portrayal of an unfeeling Jesus wholly consumed by boundaries and limits. 

 

But the woman persists. She takes Jesus’ harsh word and turns it on its head with a bit of wit and chutzpah: “Oh, but dogs under the table can eat the crumbs that fall, can’t they?”  It is as if he had said, "this food is too good for you dogs," and she had replied, "Meh! So I'm a dog.  But don't call me Rover, call me Hoover.  'Cuz I can hoover up all those scraps just as they fall from that high and mighty table of yours!"   This kind of “battle of the wits” exchange is seen in Middle Eastern and Arab literature regularly, and is akin to the Rap world’s commonplace of a contest of insult and replying insult, usually involving the opponent’s mother. 

 

Jesus’ reply is amazing.  “Great is your faith, woman!”  The rhetoric and word order stresses GREAT.  “Wow! You’re a GIANT in faith, lady. I’ve never seen such trust! Finally, I find someone who gets it, and surprise, surprise, she’s a pagan!  She’s a Canaanite! She’s a she!”

 

The exorcism is performed at a distance, almost by divine remote control, just like in the two other stories of Jesus healing at a distance, the healing of the centurion’s servant or male lover (Matt. 8:5-13) and of the royal official’s son (John 4:46-54).  Note in all cases, the healing at a distance is done for people who don’t think they’re worthy to have Jesus come under their roofs.  “But speak the word only and my soul shall be healed.” 

 

Reading this story as if the Canaanite woman is a model of faith for us to follow misses the point:  this is not a story trying to say that if only your faith were great enough, God will hear your prayers and grant you your wishes.  Faith here is not a magic trick.   In such magical thinking lies only pain—because when bad things happen to people, whether they are good people or bad people, this way of thinking chalks it up as the fault of those who did not get their way with God.  And if good things happen, then it is the result of the successful use of the trick.  Such a view reduces the Lord’s Book of Blessings to simply a Book of Spells.  

 

Put bluntly, this story isn’t about our interior state of mind, or about whether we are faithful enough for God’s blessings.  The focus of the story is Jesus, not the woman.   In this scene, Jesus, who loves a good joke and regularly tells parables with brutally witty edges, is bested in a contest of wits by a wise-cracking woman desperate for her child’s health.  She takes the callous slur Jesus has unthinkingly adopted from the society around him, and turns it on its head.  Jesus in response, instead of glowering and shouting “BLASHPEMY, OFF WITH YOU, PAGAN WOMAN!” and blasting her right then and there, he laughs out loud, sees he has been had, and recognizes the faith, the trust, in the woman’s heart that drives her persistence and audacity. 

 

And so he turns back from—repents of, as it were—the casual callousness stemming from his previous focus on mission boundaries.  To be sure, we believe that Jesus was like us in all things BUT sin.  Matthew is not portraying here a Jesus repenting of a sin, but rather a Jesus who is opening himself further to the unexplored country to which God is leading him.  This scene anticipates the great shift in the Christian faith from mission only to Jews to mission to all.  It reflects the great vision of St. Paul where “In Christ, there is no Jew nor Gentile, no slave nor free, no woman nor man.”

 

To me it is very comforting to think that Jesus could be shamed by a joke into changing his view and learn thereby to spread God’s grace more widely than he previously had thought appropriate. 

 

To me it is very comforting to think that a Canaanite half-breed pushy woman talking out of turn could get the best of Jesus and as a result Jesus would bless her simply because of who and what he was, and because of, not despite, who and what she was.  For those of us who have been beaten up by the church, it gives hope.  And that’s the case whether we are women, divorced and remarried, non-conformers to the church’s demands, gay, foreign, non-Christian, independent thinkers, or any other kind of “sinner” (there go those air quotes again!)

 

Remember the words of the Prayer of Humble Access from the Prayer Book Rite One Eucharist:  We do not presume to come to this thy Table, O merciful Lord, trusting in our own righteousness, but in thy manifold and great mercies. We are not worthy so much as to gather up the crumbs under thy Table. But thou art the same Lord, whose property is always to have mercy: Grant us therefore, gracious Lord, so to eat the flesh of thy dear Son Jesus Christ, and to drink his blood, that our sinful bodies may be made clean by his body, and our souls washed through his most precious blood, and that we may evermore dwell in him, and he in us. Amen.”

 

None of us should feel like my friend, afraid and ashamed to approach Jesus.  Maybe a whole lot of pushy persistence on our part is in order, a bit more witty and humorous audacity. When God appears forbidding to us, that is precisely when we need to remember that God’s basic nature is always to have compassion, and that, despite whatever it may be that we think makes us unworthy to receive Jesus under our roof, or gather up crumbs from under his table. We must learn to ignore that nasty, forbidding Jesus, whether he is using air quotes or not.  We must learn, like this Canaanite woman, this dog named Hoover, to focus on the Compassion of God, and simply trust Jesus, and know that we will be healed. 

 

In the name of God, Amen

 

Sunday, August 9, 2026

Stillness in the Heart of God (Proper 14A)

  

Elijah in the Wilderness, Raphael or Raphael’s school

 

Stillness in the Heart of God

Proper 14A 

Homily delivered at

Holy Spirit Episcopal Church, Sutherlin OR

By the Rev. Fr. Tony Hutchinson, SCP, Ph.D.

9 August 2026; 10 a.m. Sung Mass

1 Kings 19:9-18; Psalm 85:8-13; Romans 10:5-15; Matthew 14:22-33

 

God, take away our hearts of stone and give us hearts of flesh.  Amen

 

One of my favorite Bible stories as a boy was the story in 1 Kings 18 about Elijah’s conflict with Ba’al worshipers. He challenges Ba’al’s priests to a great “Who hears our prayers?” contest on Mount Carmel.   He dares them to go face to face with him and build competing altars:  whichever god sends down fire from heaven and consumes the sacrifice, that one is the true God.  The Ba’al worshippers, favorites of King Ahab and Queen Jezebel, and all the rich and powerful, build their altar, put all sorts of dry tinder around it, and begin praying. Their noisy, self-flagellating prayers don’t seem to work.  Mendelsohn pictures the scene well in his great Oratorio the Elijah: the Ba’al worshippers work themselves into a frenzy, chanting “Ba’al, We Cry to Thee,” and then more frantically “Hear our prayer O Ba’al,” only to be met with four complete measures of absolute silence. “Is your God sleeping?” taunts Elijah, “or perhaps gone to the restroom?”  The priests of Ba’al pray all the louder: again, nothing.  Then Elijah builds his altar, sacrifices a bull, and even pours water all over the wood (I’ve always wondered if it was lighting fluid!) He prays, “Show ‘em what’s what, Lord!”  His prayer is immediately answered by a flash of lightning and fire from heaven that consumes his sacrifice.  Elijah wins, and the outraged crowd of spectators chase and kill the priests of Ba’al. 

 

I think I liked the story so much because it is dramatic, at points funny, with all the color of a Hollywood Western.  Elijah beats the priests of Ba’al just like Sherriff Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday beat the Clantons and McLauries at the O.K. Corral.  Law prevails; the bullies are defeated.  Heady stuff for an 8-year-old boy.  

 

It was only later, when I was 10 or so, that I learned the sequel to the Mt. Carmel story, today’s Hebrew Scriptures lesson.  And I was an adult before I learned that unlike in the film, the OK Corral did not solve anything, but only deepened and aggravated the conflict in Tombstone.  

 

In the Elijah story, Ahab and Jezebel retaliate for the murder of their priests, sending soldiers to massacre the prophets of YHWH. Elijah flees for his life.  He hides in a cave on Mt. Horeb or Sinai, where Moses had received the Law.   And there, in one last great epiphany before he prepares to end his ministry and turn it over to Elisha, he learns that maybe he had misunderstood things on Mt. Carmel. 

 

Archaeological digs have turned up dozens of small representations of Ba’al, as well as texts with prayers and liturgies from his cult. The picture we get from these sounds strangely contemporary and familiar.  One scholar summarizes it thus:

 

“[For Ba’al worshippers, the] supreme good, the good life, consists in satisfaction of human material needs.  This is all we ask of the gods, and this is all they can give us.  They bless us in full when we they satisfy these needs not only in the minimum necessary for survival, but in abundance, so that we enjoy not only the simple life, but also the material comforts of life.  We ask of the gods more than meat and drink; we ask wealth, to that degree which will enable a man to purchase every satisfaction which he craves.  The highest of pleasures is the pleasure of sex: life offers nothing finer, nothing which raises a man to the level of the divine.  Consequently, the difference of the sexes exists only that the male may have this supreme satisfaction; woman is his possession, and her noblest function is to satisfy his sexual appetite.  When she does this, she is a goddess; otherwise, she is a high-grade domestic animal, a drudge, not fully a human being.  Society exists, under the patronage of the gods, to create the conditions in which this good life may be attained.  We must have law, order, restraint, but only to that degree which will prevent human crime from corrupting the good life of the group; the important thing is that law and government should protect wealth, material goods, and should make it possible for every man, within the limits of his capacity, to enjoy himself as he desires.  But the power which puts these good things within a man’s reach should not be restrained, and law and order should not protect the weak; for ultimately it is power that makes the good life possible.  Such is the life of the gods, and such, when the gods are well disposed, is the life they offer to men.”  (John L. McKenzie, SJ, The Two Edged Sword: And Interpretation of the Old Testament [Milwaukee: Bruce, 1956], p. 54). 

 

Ba’al was a god of wealth, power, and pleasure.  He was seen as backing the winners and abandoning losers.  With Ba’al in charge, you had to suck up and kick down: be a toady to the powerful and then treat subordinates with impunity, cheat those with whom you did business, take advantage of the poor and downtrodden, treat the objects of your sexual desire as mere things to be graded and scored, use bullying and force to have your way with others.  You could enjoy unjust privilege with impunity and not a whiff of shame or guilt.  Ba’al devotees were “quality,” winners,” and the “best, smartest, and strongest” of all.  Ba’al is described as a thrower of lightning and thunder, an earth shaker, and sender of whirlwinds and wild fires.  His name, Ba’al, means “Master” or “husband,” and so he was often confused and conflated with YHWH, whose regular use name was Adonai, or “Lord” or “master.”  We have idols labeled as Ba’al and his bedmate Asherah.  Sometimes these are also labeled Yahweh and his Asherah. 

 

But YHWH was the God of all, not just the powerful.  YHWH took care of the widow and orphan, the alien and sojourner, and raised the poor from the ashes.   YHWH was also seen as the source of blessing and prosperity as well as woe, but this was not based on partisanship or support of privilege.  Things that displease YHWH included oppressing the poor, cheating others, dissembling and lying, and practicing malice against the powerless.  YHWH demanded trust and ethical behavior from his people, and ethics meant first and foremost fairness, honesty, compassion, and integrity.  And these things were constraints upon how you enjoyed the blessings, how you took your pleasure.     

 

Elijah does not want anyone to confuse Canaan’s petty fertility fetish, enabler and supporter of the powerful, the rich, and the lustful, with the Holy One of Israel, who demands justice and compassion from all.  That’s why on Mt. Carmel, he Elijah dares his opponents to a contest to see who is the true storm god who can throw thunderbolts, YHWH or Ba’al.  The flash, fire, and fury vindicates Elijah and his supporters massacre the priests of Ba’al.  As satisfying as this story is as a Western, it does not end here.  Elijah’s opponents turn the tables, and kill Yahweh’s prophets too, and begin pursuing Elijah.  Thus Elijah learns, as Jesus later teaches, that those who live by the sword can also die by the sword.   Apparently, all that fury and fire on Carmel didn’t really give Elijah what he needed to truly defeat the great bully god.  That’s how he ends up hiding in a cave on Mount Horeb. 

 

The text in Hebrew of this story is subtle in its use of verbal forms, and when you render these in English it becomes clear that the point of this story is that YHWH and Ba’al are not at all alike.

 

“A strong and heavy wind was rending the mountains and crushing the rocks, before the Lord, but the Lord was no longer in the whirlwind.  Then an earthquake, but the Lord was no longer in the earthquake.  And then a fire, but God was no longer in the fire.  Finally, there was a still breeze, and the sound of sheer silence.  And when Elijah heard this, he hid his face in his cloak” because he knew that this is where God was.

 

The power and love of God are not found in God’s ability to give us what we want.  God is not a supporter of privilege and abuse of the down-trodden.  God is not in the flash, the fire, and fury.  We sully God by putting him on par with the petty idols of all those about us. 

 

“God blesses us materially when we do what’s right and curses us materially when we do not”—this is the great heresy of the “Prosperity Gospel” taught in many of America’s evangelical churches today.  It is, simply, Ba’al worship, idolatry.  

 

Many whites who call themselves Christians in the last few elections have voted for a candidate who models bullying behavior toward women, the poor, and aliens, boasts his wealth as a sign of his competence to rule, and declares without a whiff of irony that he has nothing of which he should repent, confess, or regret. In him, the golden calf has become a golden toilet bowl.  In the degree that white Evangelicals and Roman Catholics support him because of these misdoings rather despite them, they all fall down at the altar of Ba’al.

 

But God is in utter silence, not the sound and fury.  Listening to silence, contemplating quietness, waiting for subtlety—these are the hallmarks of a life devoted to pursuit of the true spirit.  Noise and flash might on occasion happen, but usually God speaks to us in the silence of our stumbling hearts, seeking coherent expression and understanding, in what the King James Bible translates as “a still, small voice.”

St. Mother Teresa of Calcutta said, “In the silence of the heart, God speaks. If you face God in prayer and silence, God will speak to you. Then you will know that you are nothing. It is only when you realize your nothingness, your emptiness, that God can fill you with Himself. Souls of prayer are souls of great silence.”

As today’s Epistle says, the justice that comes from trusting God is not far away, high in the heaven or low in the abyss, but is at hand, in our very heart.  God does not favor one race, nation, class, or tribe over another.  As the Gospel says, the the flash and awe of seeing Jesus walking on the stormy sea is not enough to keep us on top of the waves.  Flash and awe do not drive out the fear that sinks Peter.  To walk, we must fully trust Jesus.  Trust comes in moments of silent reflection, not in noise and fury. 

 

May we cast away our idols and our worship of Ba’al with all his flash and fury. May we learn to sit in the darkened Holy of Holies, before the empty throne of God, and simply listen to the silence.   May we learn in that silence to hear the voice of the God who is love itself.  Amen.