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An Interpretation
Past Sermons from Pastor Tim...

 

 

The Year of the Fig?
Luke 13: 1-9
March 11, 2007
 
Oh God, it is so hard to let you be God!
I want to explain things – why they happen. There must be a way to find cause-and-effect patterns for every good and every evil.
Yet we each have stories of terrible tragedies that have happened to good and  faithful people. Maybe they have happened to you.
We want to make sense of things that make no sense. We tend to put words into God’s mouth that are human words rather than God’s. We wonder what we did wrong. We scour our behavior, relationships, diets, beliefs. In reality we find ourselves less interested in truth than consequences. What we absolutely crave, above all, is control over the chaos of our lives.
Many years ago now, William Sloan Coffin preached a sermon about our temptation to speak God’s mind and God’s thoughts. During the years when Rev. Coffin was senior minister of Riverside Church in New York City,  his son Alex was killed in a tragic car accident. Alex was driving in a terrible storm; he lost control of his car and careened into the waters of Boston Harbor. The following Sunday, Dr. Coffin preached about his son’s death. He thanked all the people for their messages of condolence, for food brought to their home, for an arm around his shoulder when no words would do. But he also raged and ranted. He raged about the well-meaning folks who had hinted that Alex’s death was God’s will!
“I knew the anger would do me good,”  he said.
Then he went on.
“Do you think it was God’s will that Alex never fixed that lousy windshield wiper… that he was probably driving too fast in such a storm, that he probably had a couple of ‘frosties’ too many?
Do you think it was God’s will that there are no street lights along that stretch of road and no guard rail separating the road and Boston Harbor? The one thing that should never be said when someone dies is…  ‘It is the will of God.’ Never do we know enough to say that. My own consolation lies in knowing that when the waves closed over the sinking car, God’s heart was the first of all our hearts to break.”
Oh God, it is so hard to let you be God!
We long to make sense of senseless tragedies and search for reasons even when there are none available to us. Jesus anticipated our questions in today’s gospel reading. Two terrible events had happened in Jerusalem. One in the temple, the other near the pool of Siloam. In the first instance, Pilate, the Roman governor, had killed some Galileans who were making sacrifices at the temple and then he mixed their blood with the sacrifices. No doubt this was a warning to other Jews to remember that Rome was in charge. In the other incident, a tower fell on people near the pool of Siloam killing 18 people who simply happened to be there. How can such things be explained?
Luke does not divulge to us the motive of those who told Jesus about the Galilean tragedy. The implication is that those who died deserved what they got, or at least that is the question Jesus intuited.
“Do you think that because these Galileans suffered in this way they were worse sinners than all other Galileans?”
Now….if you were Jesus, wouldn’t you have solved a lot of problems by stating a formula, an equation, like this?
#1   It answers the riddle of why bad things happen to good people:  they don’t. Bad things only happen to bad people.
# 2   It punishes sinners right out in the open as a warning to everyone.
#3    It gives us a God who obeys the laws of physics. For every action there is an opposite and equal reaction.
ANY QUESTIONS?    
Good, it’s settled once and for all  throughout  the centuries to come.
It’s a tempting equation for you and me to say, but Jesus won’t go there.
“No,”  he tells the crowd,  “but unless you repent, you will all perish as they did.”
Where I came from, way down south in Kansas,  this is what we call giving with one hand and taking away with the other. No, Jesus says, there is no connection between suffering and the sin. (collectively)    WHEW. But… unless you repent, you are going to lose some blood too.  (collectively)     OH.
I love listening to the Writer’s Almanac with Garrison Keillor.  Comes on daily on NPR stations. It’s also on-line everyday to access at your will.
This was Thursday’s poem of the day:
Prayer Requests at a Mennonite Church
Pray for the Smucker family. Their son Nathaniel’s coat and shirt were caught in the gears while grinding grain.  Nothing would give, so now he is gone.  We made his clothes too well.  Perhaps this is our sin.
Pray for the Birky family.  Their son Jacob fell to his death in the granary.  He was covered in corn before they could stop the pouring – chest crushed by the weight, seed spilling from his mouth.   We hope something will grow from this, besides our grief.
Pray for the Hartzler family.  Their youngest has left the church and no longer believes that Christ died for her sins.   She buys clothes at the mall.   Tongue pierced, nose as well.  Her shirt shows her belly where a ring of gold sprouts.  We pray she will remember that her Lord’s side was pierced, that His crown held no gold, only the fried blood of His brow.
Pray for the Miller family.   Last week their daughter, who lives in Kalona, lost her baby at birth.   Child only half-formed; head turned the wrong way;  heart laid on the outside of her chest;  one leg little more than an afterthought.   Lord, help them know that life may come again, that we are all made whole in heaven.
Pray for the Stutzman family.  Their son fights in the war.   We call him back to the Prince of Peace, to our Savior who knelt to gather the slave’s ear, brushed the dirt away, lifted it to the side of his flushed face.    May we leave no scars.    May we ask no blessing for the killing done in His name. 
-by Todd Davis from Some Heaven, Michigan State University Press.
 
Perhaps Jesus is saying – don’t look or cause and effect explanations. Jesus is telling them to turn their attention toward their own lives – don’t speculate about others.
What about your life? What about mine? We can spend so much time trying to explain things – so much time worrying about other people’s lives that we forget to pay attention to our own lives with God.
Then Jesus told this parable. Incomprehensible in some sense. Pay attention!
“So then unless you repent, change, turn around, bear fruit  you will likewise perish.”
The fig tree word-picture and parable is used by Jesus to tell the story of God’s call to repentance. Will it be a parable about destruction? Will it be a story of punishment for those who failed to repent?
He wanted his listeners to turn to the God who loves and redeems his people. He wanted them to change their minds and their lives to reflect the compassion and care that God had given to them. And he wanted them to bear fruit – the fruits of repentance, of new life in God and God’s love – the fruits of grace, joy, hope and peace.
Jesus’ word is direct.
His call is clear, his admonition simple. “Repent!  Turn around, turn to me.  Claim my life, bask in my love, relish my compassion, enter my mercy.  Change your mind.”
That’s what the Greek word translated as “repent” literally means: Change your mind – your heart, your soul, your life.
Listen to the definition of repentance offered by the novelist and spiritual writer Frederick Buechner:
To repent is to come to your senses.  It is not so much something you do as something that happens.  True repentance spends less time looking at the past and saying ‘I’m sorry,’  than to the future and saying, ‘Wow!’”
Sure we need to take stock of our lives. We do need to examine our own personal history, make amends when necessary, and ask for God’s forgiveness. But we dare not get stuck there. That is not real repentance. Rather, to repent is to come to our senses, to change our mind, to turn in some new directions, and to enter out future with a sense of the hope, love and companionship that God offers to us in our lives.
Wow.
Repent. Change you mind. Bear fruit. Show some new actions,  some new practices, patterns and behaviors that reflect the love that God has for you and the love that you have for God. Repent for Lent.
Remember the beginning of this Gospel John the Baptist called the people to repentance. His words were harsh and unrelenting… Even now the ax is lying at the root of the trees.  Every tree, therefore, that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.
It was shortly after John said those words that Jesus came to the Jordan to be baptized. Soon after that, Jesus began his public ministry and that was 3 years ago.
Remember the parable? For three years I have come looking for fruit on this fig tree. For three years God has been waiting for people to turn their hearts toward Jesus, but there has not been much repentance. Instead of repentance, the resistance to Jesus’ vision of the kingdom has intensified over the  3 years. There isn’t any fruit on the tree, so the owner of the vineyard says,  “Cut it down!”
But that wasn’t the end of the parable. Oh it’s so hard to let God be God. Maybe that’s where we would have ended the parable, since it’s crystal clear to us if we look around today that there isn’t much repentance going on. Cut it down – seems like the right thing for God to say. But it doesn’t happen.
Instead, the gardener says,  “Sir, let it alone for one more year until I dig around it and put manure on it.  If it bears fruit next year, well and good, but if not you can cut it down.”
There’s urgency and hope in the gardener’s voice. This is such an earthy story. I pastor a church in the middle of rich farming land in and around Alcester. Manure happens.  Naturally. I asked 92 year old Clifford Eidsness born on that piece of land north of Norway Center if he had ever been for a ride in a limo….
“No, but I’ve ridden on top of a manure spreader.”
This parable looks like a lesson about farming. But is it? We’ve noted the parallel between the 3 years of the parable and the 3 years of Jesus’ ministry. Jesus is the gardener, isn’t he? He refused to give up on those who are living in the vineyard. Maybe the vineyard is the whole earth. Maybe it’s the church. Maybe it’s your life and mine.
Jesus isn’t’ giving up on any of us – you, me, the church, the whole earth. There’s hope in this parable -  don’t cut the tree down. But there’s urgency too – give me one more year.
Could this be the year of the fig?
We can hear that as a threat – like so many evangelists pressing us with the question –  “Where will you be if you die tonight?”
But, Jesus’ parable moves in the direction of promise more than threat.  “I’m going to do everything I can to help this tree live and bear fruit.”
While we are speculating about why certain people died at Pilate’s or Osama’s hands or why the others were killed by the falling tower at Siloam or New York, Jesus, the gardener, is working on our hearts. Such realities remind us that our time is finite. Stories like these dig at our hearts. They get to us with the truth that we can’t keep putting everything off until tomorrow.
But being scared to death can rob us of all hope. Life can then seem utterly arbitrary – if I die, I die. There’s nothing I can do about, so why try? Into the midst of such despair, the gardener comes. Don’t cut the tree down. Let it alone for one more year. Jesus, the gardener, wants us to live.
Look at your life, Tim, and you can fill in your name_____ and ask the hard questions… Am I stingy in my love for others? Am I withholding forgiveness for old wrongs? Do I refuse to believe that I can be forgiven, carrying from year to year a growing burden of guilt and resentment? Am I so busy making a living that I’ve forgotten to make a life?
Jesus digs at us with questions like these. Jesus digs at our hearts in the outstretched hand of every houseless beggar on the streets,  of every child not fed.
What have you done? What have you left undone?
I might not do things this way. I’m tempted to say,  “You’ve had your chance – the year has passed and you still haven’t shaped up!” But I am not God. Nor can I put my words in God’s mouth.
Pastoral theologian Seward Hiltner, whom we studied in seminary class 30 years ago, used to tell about the state-run mental hospital where truly hopeless cases were relegated to a back ward. The psychiatrists and other medical staff avoided this ward, making only the bare minimum of calls and writing off the patients there as unsalvageable.
Then one day a women’s group from a local church began, as a matter of compassion, to visit the patients in this hospital. No one bothered to tell them that the patients in the back ward were abandoned cases, so they visited them regularly,  bringing flowers, fresh baked cookies, prayer, cheerfulness and mercy.
Before long, some of the patients began to respond, a few of them even becoming healthy enough to move to other wards. At one level, this was merely a church group Doing what church groups do. At another level, it was a sign of the parable playing true.
Who knows? Could this be the year for figs?
 
Sources:
Brown-Taylor, Barbara “Life-Giving Fear”, The Christian Century, March 4, 1998
Davis, Todd “Prayer Requests at a Mennonite Church” from  Some Heaven, Michigan State University Press.
Lemier, James  “Changing Your Mind, Bearing Fruit”, Day 1 speaker for March 11, 2007
Long, Thomas  “Breaking and Entering”  The Christian Century, March 7, 2001
Lundblad, Barbara  “Could This Be the Year for Figs?”  Day 1 speaker for March 18, 2001
   
 

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