"Do not be afraid; I am the first and the last, and the living one. I was dead, and see, I am alive forever and ever; and I have the keys of Death and of Hades. Now write what you have seen, what is, and what is to take place after this." Rev. 1:17-19.

Saturday, September 30, 2023

Choices and Change

 

When my three children were young teens and preteens, they had a list of Saturday chores. They were supposed to share in caring for the household by taking turns cleaning the bathrooms or dusting or vacuuming. As a working single-mom, I would trudge joylessly to the grocery store every Saturday morning. First, I would pass through the den, where my pajama-clad kids were happily ensconced in front of computer games and Saturday morning cartoons. I’d intone, “OK, while I’m gone, I want you to do your chores. I want them done before you do anything else. I don’t want to still be nagging you about this on Sunday afternoon!” 

          Every Saturday, my headstrong elder son would balk.

“Not now, Mom!” he would holler. “Why do you always make us do chores? None of our friends have to do chores! You’re just a neat-freak! Everything is perfectly clean right now! Just leave us alone!”

His younger siblings, in sweet contrast, would always answer, eyes still glued to the TV, “Sure, Mommy! We’ll do it. See 'ya later!”

When I would come home from my errands, though, it wasn’t unusual to find my elder son’s chores all finished, while his younger siblings were still glued to the TV in their pj's.

          In one way or another, today’s Gospel parable is a familiar scene to us all. When it comes to Almighty God, it isn’t often that we dare come out and say “NO!” like my son. But it’s so easy to talk the talk, yet wimp out on actually putting our Christian words into deeds. How much easier it is to “like” a clever meme on social media than to actually take action for a cause! When it comes to following Jesus, taking real action is even harder. He’s asking us to do such impossibly difficult things, like loving our enemy and forgiving one another and following him to the Cross. Who’s eager to go into that vineyard?! It’s so easy to feel paralyzed by shame over our failure to act, especially when it comes to something as frightening as climate change.

          Most of us here today know and accept the disastrous impact that our way of life is having on our world. We’re not the people out there denying that there’s a problem, or refusing to acknowledge the extent of the impact of climate change. But at the same time, our understanding presents us with really hard, life-altering choices. Do I really want to divest from fossil fuels, even if it negatively impacts my retirement portfolio? Do I really want to spend my hard-earned money on solar energy or an EV or a new HVAC system, when I’d rather jump on a gas-guzzling airplane for a trip to Europe or remodel the decor in my basement? Do I really want to pay more for my food so that it can be grown in a sustainable way? Do I really want to get out in the hot sun and spend every day in a home garden that could be devoured at any time by rabbits and bugs? It’s one thing to agree with what needs to be done, and, as the second son in our parable knows all too well, it’s another thing to do it.

 How is today’s parable, then, Good News for those of us who, in one way or another, fail to follow where Love leads?

Let’s look at the setting of our parable in Matthew’s narrative. Before the scene we read today, Jesus and his disciples have recently arrived in Jerusalem with quite a ruckus. It’s the dramatic entry into the city that we remember every Palm Sunday, with the crowd waving palm branches and crying, “Hosanna to the Son of David,” full of excitement that the Messiah has come. If that isn’t enough to threaten the powers-that-be, Jesus has just come from the Temple, where he’s thrown a prophetic tantrum and overturned the money-changers’ tables. The religious leaders don’t like it that Jesus is moving in on their territory. He’s interfering in Temple matters without any formal authority. He’s messing with the orderly universe in which they operate. In figuring out how to deal with Jesus, they see it as a power-struggle. They want to undermine his authority in order to get their own way.

That’s the way I used to view parenting, too, I’m afraid. I worried that my children wouldn’t learn right from wrong unless they obeyed my commands. I wanted to make them share my vision of a clean house. My blood would boil when my elder son would refuse to do what I asked, and then it would boil again when the younger ones would ignore me. For me, Saturday mornings were a power-struggle to be dreaded, a trap from which I couldn’t free myself.

 Jesus, however, isn’t interested in a power struggle—either with the religious authorities or with you and me. Jesus knows that authority, unlike power, can’t force itself onto someone else by violence. It can only be given.[1] Now, sometimes, authority is bestowed in order to achieve a certain end: A police officer is given authority by the laws of the city, county, or state to make arrests, for example. But in other cases, authority must also be freely accepted by those beneath the person in authority.  Yelling at a child might give you power over him, but not true authority. Coming in with riot gear might make you powerful, but it won’t give you authority over someone once you take that gear off. Authority is different than brute power.

Instead of directly confronting the religious leaders in our lesson, Jesus calmly asks questions that will up-end their thinking. Jesus’ authority lies in changing hearts and minds. Jesus asks the religious leaders—and us—“What do you think?” He’s giving us a choice. We can accept his authority, or we can turn away from it. No coercion, no threats, just an invitation: “What do you think?”

Not only does Jesus ask us to decide, he also emphasizes the importance of changing our minds, deciding anew, again and again. Jesus praises the tax collectors and prostitutes for “changing their cares,” for changing heart, changing their way of life. That’s what “repentance” means, too, you know: changing our mind, turning around, starting over. Jesus issues us all a permanent invitation to change paths.[2]

When it comes to climate change action, here too I picture Jesus asking us, “And now, today, what will you do?”  Past failures can’t prevent us from changing our minds, from trying again. We don’t need to stay frozen in shame or in indecision, because each instant, we are invited anew. One thing that I learned in Mariann Budde’s book about bravery—that we’ll start discussing today after coffee time—is that decisive actions aren’t always big and public. Sometimes they’re small acts of persistence, quiet steps in the right direction. They ebb and flow, day after day, taking form slowly, and with the help of community, with mentors and friends who support and encourage us.

 I hope that the Episcopal “Creation Care Covenant” that we’ll pick up today in our church boxes will help us encourage and support one another to take some new action to care for this creation that God loves. Sure, maybe today some of you might look at the papers and grumble, “This is dumb. We want our old pledge cards back!” You might toss the form in the recycling bin. And maybe tomorrow you’ll decide to go ahead and take on some actions, quietly, without telling anyone. Or perhaps you’ll look at the Covenant and get so inspired that you write down ten things—and do none of them. If so, then tomorrow is a new day, when you just might “change your cares” and start taking action, one step at a time.

Our forgiving God continues to invite us all, you see. There’s another parable in the Bible that begins with the phrase, “a man had two sons.”[3] Can you guess which one that is? Yes, it’s the parable of the Prodigal Son, the parable in which we’re once again asked to choose between two sons, this time an elder and a younger. While we usually identify with one or the other, the Father in the parable doesn’t make a choice between his children. The Father loves both sons. The Father longs for nothing more than to have both sons with him always.

Our loving God offers us life, not chores and obligations. Our God doesn’t storm back in from the grocery store wanting to show us who’s boss. Our God invites us, as many times as is necessary, to put on the borrowed robes of Jesus and to join him freely and joyfully in the concrete, daily deeds of love that will care for our planet—and bring about God’s Kingdom.

 



[1] David Lose, “Pentecost 16A: Promising an open future.” Found at http://www.davidlose.net/2014/09/pentecost-16a-open-future/

[3] Bernard Brandon Scott, Hear then the Parable (Minneapolis: Fortress Press, 1989), 85.

Saturday, September 16, 2023

A Parable for Tattletales: Big Oil and the Unforgiving Land Developer

 

How many of you have ever tattled on anybody? I used to be the queen of all tattletales when I was a young child, so I know how good it feels. You radiate this inner glow of goodness spreading through your body, as you give voice to the wayward actions of your neighbor. Right? By putting the other guy on the wrong side of the rules, you can bask in the sunshine of rightness. You feel in control of the scales of justice. You can make sure that rightly ordered fairness reigns around you. I have a feeling that in the classroom of life, we human beings all tend to be tattletales, and our merciful God is the exasperated teacher. Today’s parable is Jesus’ attempt to put a crack in the complacency of all of our tattling hearts. Instead of calling it the Parable of the Unforgiving Servant, I think that it should be called the “Parable for the Tattletales.”

          Today’s parable is a tricky one. It is so tricky that it appears only here in the Gospel of Matthew—and even Matthew tries to make an allegory out of it, placing it next to Peter’s question about forgiveness. Matthew makes God out to be the King in the parable. For Matthew, the moral of the story is: “Don’t be like the unforgiving servant or God is really going to zap you!” We and Matthew get in trouble, though, when we start to make these one-on-one correspondences in Jesus’ parables. In today’s parable, reading it this way leads us to a fickle, untrustworthy God, to a God who can take away the mercy that God has promised, like the king in our story. It leads us to a God who throws out grace and hands sinners over to “the torturers” for eternity. And most of all, it allows us to convince ourselves that Jesus is addressing people like that bad, unforgiving servant, instead of us.

          Instead, let’s say that the king in this parable doesn’t represent God at all. Actually, in Greek, the word refers to a human king, probably a Gentile King, the kind of all-powerful ruler who was known to farm out the collecting of taxes on his land holdings to a lesser noble. This nobleman would bid for the chance to collect the king’s taxes, and he would make money on the side by adding his own percentage to the amount to be collected for the king. In our story, on the day of accounting, this conniving tax collector can’t come up with the amount of his bid. That’s not good news for him!

This Gentile king and his big-deal tax collector are already “bad guys” in the minds of Jesus’ Jewish listeners--listeners who are peasant farmers living at the constant mercy of Rome’s thirst for tax revenue. The amount owed to the king is also shocking in this story. Ten thousand talents is an absurdly large sum of money, equivalent to something like a billion dollars in our modern world! It’s a crazy, unthinkable debt for one person to owe. Like most of Jesus’ stories, this is a tall tale, a strange, exaggerated story, meant to shake us up. [1]

          Just for fun, let’s put the parable into a similarly shocking setting for us during this Season of Creation. Let’s make it a story about Big Oil making huge profits by despoiling creation. Let’s say there’s a rich, callous oil company executive down in Houston who’s trying to buy up a huge expanse of pristine Colorado farmland for fracking. He has taken bids from a host of land speculators, and a big wheeler-dealer has promised to deliver half of the state’s prime, pristine farmland to the oil company for fracking.  

“Oooh” we all shake our heads as we hear this story begin, “this greedy land speculator is crazy.” We’ve seen enough episodes of Suits on Netflix to know that this deal is going to go south. But, we reason, if it does, this wheeler-dealer will be getting what he deserves. He shouldn’t be making money by despoiling farmland. He’s not a good, environmentally-conscious Christian, like I am.

          So let’s say that the EPA steps in and stops the enormous land deal from going through. The speculator, who received a million dollars upfront on the deal, now can’t deliver to the Oil Company. Instead of demanding their money back, though, the Big Oil company grants the land speculator mercy! They actually take pity on the greedy guy and let him keep the million ….! For goodness’ sake! Where’s this story going to end up? It’s not making sense!

          Next, we hear that the land speculator, after having his own crazy debt forgiven, goes out and forecloses on a generations-old family farm, all because the struggling farmers owe the bank fifty dollars on last year’s bad harvest. We find it even easier to pass judgment on the land speculator now.

“What an awful, immoral, greedy creep!” we proclaim, “I’d never do anything like that!”

          When word gets out about what happened, the Colorado land developers, who had lost out on the original bid, are furious! They go and report to the national media all that has taken place.  See, here they come: the tattle-tales! Our reactions to the story have placed us side by side with the tattletales all along. And how does the Oil Company bigwig respond to the tattlers? Now that the story is front-page news, he’s forced to take action, just like a teacher in a classroom when misbehavior is brought to her attention through tattling. Forced to act, the Oil Company Executive now revokes his mercy, acting just like we cynics expect Big Oil to act. All of a sudden, the disgraced land developer “disappears,” and we hear that Saudi Arabia might have been involved ....

Despite our satisfaction over justice that is now served on these enemies of ours, in the usual, expected ways, we can’t help but be shaken up by this story, can we? Does the land speculator really need to be murdered, we wonder? Couldn’t he just get some jail time? We tattlers don’t really want to be responsible for his disappearance and death, do we? And his punishment IS kind of our fault. We cheered on the tattlers, after all.

          We tattletales believe that sin is logically supposed to lead to a just punishment. But in the world of our parable, our tattling implicates us in chaos. Here we are, trying to bring about justice, or to bring about what we judge to be justice, and we find that the reality is indeed more complex than we thought. We ourselves are trapped by our tattling in a pervasive, sticky web of evil. Our parable today shows that God’s justice and God’s mercy are somehow inexplicably intertwined. When we try to separate judgment and mercy with our unforgiving, tattling tongues, in order to make them fit our corrupt molds here in this world, we deform the very Kingdom of God.

          Today’s parable applies to our understanding of natural disasters, as well. Climate change has brought, and will continue to bring, ever-worsening climate chaos. Floods, fires, earthquakes, drought .... we look around at the death tolls, the economic tolls, the unfair human anguish that these disasters cause around the world, and we’re afraid. We want to find someone to blame. On the one hand, we have religious types want to tattle about all the people whom God is sending off to the torturers of wind, water, and flame: they said Hurricane Katrina was divine retribution for “immoral lifestyles” in New Orleans; they say droughts and floods in the Global South are divine retribution on non-Christians. This logic is like the logic of the ancient Israelites, who attributed the Egyptian deaths in the Red Sea to Pharoah’s hardened heart toward Israel’s God.  

On the other hand, there are others want to point fingers and tattle on God  for natural disasters: they claim the whole idea of a loving God is absurd, when innocent people die in devastating earthquakes and floods. “There’s no loving, compassionate God,” they cry, “because such a God would stop all this suffering.”

          Again, what we tattlers need to remember is that we Christians believe in a strange and mysterious Easter God. We believe in a God of “light and life and infinite love,” who does not use death to punish anyone. We believe in a God who has condemned evil and suffering by the paradoxical power of the cross, in a God who has even defeated death by leaving an empty tomb. As David Bentley Hart writes, “to see the goodness indwelling in all creation requires a labor of vision that only a faith in Easter can sustain. [Ours is a world in which] life and death grow up together and await the harvest. In such a world, our portion is charity, and our sustenance is faith, and so it will be until the end of our days.”[2] Our Easter God invites us all as God’s partners in hope, in healing a creation shattered by greed and Empire. For our own sakes, and for the sake of our planet, we can’t afford to let our self-righteous tattling send anyone off to the torturers.


 

               

 



[1] This take on the parable is indebted to Bernard Scott's interpretation in Hear Then the Parable.

2  David Bentley Hart, The Doors of the Sea: Where Was God in the Tsunami? (Grand Rapids, Eerdman’s 2005), 103.