Checkmate (Dan. 7:9-10, 13-14; Rev.:4b-8; Ps. 93; Jn. 18:33-37)
by John C. Morris
John C. Morris retired last year after 30 years as an elementary school teacher. He is currently the interim rector of St. Lukeís Episcopal Church in Chester, Vermont. This article appeared in The Christian Century, November 8, 2000, p. 1145. Copyright by The Christian Century Foundation; used by permission. Current articles and subscription information can be found at www.christiancentury.org. This material was prepared for Religion Online by Ted and Winnie Brock.
Go to Harvard Square in Cambridge or Washington Square in New York City or any public place where chess players have gathered to watch or challenge each other. If you stand in the midst of the crowd long enough, you will eventually hear someone say, "Thatís it!" It might be a soft whisper or a matter-of-fact statement or even an enthusiastic exclamation, but it will be the announcement of a spectator who realizes that the game is over. Even if the soon-to-be-loser doesnít realize it, the spectator and the soon-to-be-winner know that the decisive move has been made and the outcome assured. No matter how long the loser prolongs the game and thinks there is hope of winning, he hasnít a chance in the world. Those who know what is happening see who the victor is.
John the Evangelist gives us a chance to watch and learn from another kind of encounter: the one between Pilate and Jesus. There is Pilate, the wily and cynical old-timer who has consistently knocked off all challengers. He is definitely someone you donít fool around with. Heíll toy with you and then swoop in for the kill. But then here comes Jesus, the young upstart from the boondocks who has been raising eyebrows with his persistence and skill and surprising strategies. No matter how good he is, however or how many people are rooting for him, the odds are very much against his displacing that crafty old pro Pilate.
What a match it turns out to be. At first, Pilate is curious and a bit annoyed. He wants to know if Jesus really is a threat because heís heard stories about how clever this fellow is. Now he wants to find out for himself. "Are you the champ?" he asks. "Are you the new gunslinger who is supposed to be really fast on the draw? Are you the new kid with the never-before-seen offensive moves who can also play terrific defense? Are you the one who is going to take over my place of honor?" As the conversation continues, we get the feeling that if cigarettes had been invented at that time, Pilate would be chain-smoking them intensely as his curiosity and discomfort turn to agonized puzzlement and dejection. This Jesus is no ordinary player. Jesusí strategy is brand new. Because Pilate lives in a world of intimidation and cruelty and mercilessness, he cannot comprehend what Jesus is bringing to the table. Itís a different reality, unlike anything Pilate has seen before. Pilate is out of his league as he faces Jesusí strong resistance, mysterious mercifulness and unrelenting compassion. He doesnít know how to deal with it, so he canít wait for the match to end.
As we watch Pilate squirm and take another deep drag on his cigarette, we say, "Thatís it!" The game is over, even though there are still a few more moves to be made by the ultimate loser. As the faithful have internalized the reality of this revelation, they have chosen many different ways to express their confidence and joy. Like observers at a chess game, some of the faithful quietly whisper their affirmations in their centering prayers and their daily mantras. Can we hear the second and fifth verses of Psalm 93 as this type of quiet acclamation?
God has made the whole world so sure, that it cannot be moved. . . .
Other portions of the Psalm, however, are more like loud exclamations from those kibitzers in the park who suddenly see that the game is in the bag. Even the ocean joins in with loud crashing percussion to the psalmistís shouts.
The waters have lifted up, O Lord, . . . the waters have
Alongside these whispers and shouts from the psalmist are the apocalyptic choruses from Daniel and the Book of Revelation. The writers of these texts are not calm and careful analysts. They are exuberant recipients of the kind of truth that Pilate could not comprehend. They are so overcome by the turn of events that they can barely find words to express themselves, and they move quickly into Hallelujahs and Amens and bountiful praise. When Handel was composing his Messiah, which was his glorious way of saying, "Thatís it!" he understandably turned to the Book of Revelation to find support. How sad it is to see some believers turning to that same book to find support for their own narrow interpretations of current events, instead of appreciating the book as a joyous outburst of confidence in God.
Their response to the book seems to be similar to what happens when observers at a chess match become obsessed by the details of the hand-carved chess pieces instead of by the game. In the match between Pilate and Jesus, we know who the ultimate victor will be. Pilate and all the other tyrants who have come after him for 20 centuries and more will challenge Jesus and his way of living and dying. Some of the challengers will think that they have come up with a new move to get the best of the champion. But they never will.