8 Pentecost Proper 12 Yr A July 30 2017 Audio (1)
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8 Pentecost Proper 12 Yr A July 30 2017 Audio (2)
What does the kingdom of heaven look like? This last set of
parables from the writer Matthew shows us that the kingdom of heaven looks like
a mustard seed, which is truly tiny and turns into a mighty tree. It looks like
last week’s leaven that makes this week’s bread. These are things that show us,
Jesus’ followers, that the kingdom of heaven is about growth, growth from the
very small, the seed, the leaven, into something very amazing, the kingdom of
heaven. The kingdom of heaven also looks like letting go of everything, to make
what is valuable available, it even looks like a change in direction. And in
God’s kingdom, what is old has value, the new age that Jesus brings renews what
has come before.
In the kingdom of heaven, the arc of God’s love bends toward
growth, and transformation, and resurrection. In our world, on our screens and
in our media, precious time is given over to images of opulence, visions of
glamour, reflections of power, dreams of stardom. All this causes us to believe
we want Hollywood, special effects, big productions, to be the way of our own
lives. But this gospel, this good news, makes a claim on our whole lives, it
calls us to be all in. These parables show us that money, fame, power, are not
what garner joy, but instead, joy and love find us in the dirt, and in the
messiness of seeds and dough, where growth can happen, treasure may be found,
new life is possible.
When Rick and I moved here to southeastern Wisconsin, we
were told that here is the best dirt in all the world. That is a mighty
reputation. As we drive around southeastern Wisconsin, getting to know the lay
of the land, getting to know the growing things, getting to know you delightful
people, it becomes apparent to me, that indeed, it is in the dirt that small
things grow into fullness, treasures may be found, and new life is possible.
Here is something I read this week from the gospel according
to CS Lewis. “No amount of falls will really undo us if we keep on picking
ourselves up each time. We shall of course be very muddy and tattered children
by the time we reach home. But the bathrooms are all ready, the towels put out,
and the clean clothes in the airing cupboard. The only fatal thing is to lose
one’s temper and give it up. It is when we notice the dirt that God is most
present in us: it is the very sign of His presence.” (Letters of CS Lewis in Readings for Meditation and Reflection,
ed. Walter Hooper, 1992)
Muck and messiness, mud and manure, this is the very sign of
God’s presence, and these are the things that give rise to new life. God’s
promise in these stories is that growth will happen and treasure will be found
and new life is possible. Rich dirt is comprised of all sorts of grimy gritty
things, compost comprised of decayed organic matter. This is where God is
present.
Not only do we desire after the special effects, the big production,
but we also yearn for the perfect, the orderly, the antiseptic. Just as the
over use of anti-bacterial sprays, wipes, and injections is creating
populations resistant to bacteria, our wish for anti-septic lives prevents us
from getting dirty. What about the floating bugs in the red juice at camp? Or
the ash on the spatula that fell into the campfire while trying to turn the
pancakes? Or the crunchies in the creamy peanut butter sandwiches eaten as a
floating picnic in the canoe in the Boundary Waters? All affectionately lumped
together as trail dust. How can God find us if we don’t play and dig in the
dirt? How can God find us if we wrap ourselves in a hasmat suit and never come
in contact with smelly, wiggly, compost? Because you see, it is the dirt that
is the very sign of God’s presence.
And it is in the dirt that tiny seeds grow into great trees.
It is in the dirt that treasures are found. In the dirt things happen. We get
dirty, and we are broken.
Perfect is a very tenuous state, perfect is on the edge of
broken. So much time, money, and attention is spent on perfect, spent on
preventing broken, spent on sealing ourselves off from the muck and mess of
living. In the striving for perfection, our veneer is so slick, Jesus has
trouble finding us. Broken is not bad, broken is being human. And broken is
where Jesus’ blood seeps into our very being, healing and bringing us to new
life. The tiny seed must be broken apart in the ground, by all the wiggly
things that are there with it, so that it may rise up as a mighty tree. If it
remains a perfect seed, it always remains in that deep, dark ground, never to
see daylight, never to feel the warmth, never to have new life, never to provide
rest for the birds, never to offer mercy and compassion for all who come.
Brokenness is a place Jesus finds us. In the dirt, Jesus
finds us. In our society, being broken seems to be a bad thing. But in the
kingdom of heaven, there is no value judgment on brokenness. I have friends and
family, you have friends and family who are broken, who have been broken.
Mental illness, physical illness, addiction, these are things that just are. Not
bad, not good. Fragmented relationships, priorities out of alignment, lives
that need healing. Into these deep, dark places, Jesus seeps, bringing the
nourishment, the compost, that heals our hearts. And all of that leaves scars.
Because even healing isn’t perfect.
Healing shows the signs of the brokenness that opens us up
to the treasure God has for us. The treasure that is found in the dirt, the
treasure that is new life, and hope. The pearl that proves our lives are worth
dying for.
Even Jesus, even Jesus is broken, broken for us. And we wear
the scars of that brokenness. The scars of mercy, of compassion, of justice. We
can offer mercy, compassion, justice, to others, because Jesus offers us mercy,
compassion, and justice. All of us, no exceptions.
In the kingdom of heaven, the arc of God’s love bends toward
growth, and transformation, and resurrection. Resurrection and transformation,
now, and not yet. The promise of the kingdom of heaven is the mustard seed that
grows into a great tree. The leaven that grows the flour into bread. The
treasure that is uncovered in a field. The new kingdom that Jesus begins. We
are to live today as if the kingdom has already begun.
This is the body of Christ, the bread of heaven.
Amen.