Friday, July 28, 2023

Weeds, Wheat, the Church and Us

 


I've been getting a lot of good feedback on my sermons lately. It seems that people are finding the topics relatable and helpful for their day-to-day dealings, which is perfect. And I could tell I had the congregation's attention when I started talking about Thai food at the start of this sermon.
Or maybe it was because the service is at 11am and so I usually start preaching at that tipping point time of 11:20...when the tummy starts to say, "Feed me!" 

Text: Matthew 13:24-3036-43

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I am a fan of Thai food.

One of my favorites is a chicken soup with cocoanut milk called Tom Kha Gai.

It’s rich and filling…and mixed with a couple spoonfuls of Basmati rice…I’m quite happy.

A main flavoring ingredient in Tom Kha Gai is lemongrass.

Now…I’m not the best gardener in the world…but our friends and neighbors across the street have often managed to grow some nice herbs that they’re willing to share.

One time… Donna planted some lemongrass.

I was excited.

Especially because Donna… as a professor at Florida State… has a coping mechanism for that end-of-semester grading slam.

She cooks. A lot.

She invites friends over to dinner.

Grading time is good eating time in the neighborhood!

I started dreaming of the phone call…inviting us to come across the street.

Donna was going to get a hankering for Thai food.

She was going to see the lemongrass and think,

“I’ll make a pot of Tom Kha Gai soup!”

It would be delicious.

We’d all ooh and ahh…and express our gratitude for Donna…and the grading she was avoiding.

Well…one day… a friend we had in common stopped by to see our neighbors.

She spotted the lemongrass bending from the garden and into the walkway.

“That’s a weed!” she declared.

And without any hesitation or consultation… this woman ripped out the lemongrass and threw it aside.

When I heard this had happened, my heart sunk.

My visions of Tom Kha Gai…had gone bye-bye.

I suppose one could easily have mistaken the lovely lemongrass for a weed. It is long and green…and non-descript really.

The same was true of the weeds of ancient Palestine, which is probably why Jesus used the image of weeds growing up with the wheat to tell this particular parable.

In the Near East…there was a weed called “bearded darnel” which looked exactly like wheat. The differences between the two plants didn’t become apparent until they had reached maturity.

The wheat grain would bend down; the darnel plant would stand straight up.

As one commentator noted… this is the difference between the properly humble posture before God versus’ the person so full of themselves that they don’t think they need to bow before the presence of the Holy One.

Bearded darnel…also called tares or “cheat wheat”… is a highly destructive weed.

Its roots encircle those of the wheat… absorbing all the ground water and nutrients.

Its seeds apparently can cause hallucinations and even death.

This is one bad boy of a weed.

It makes sense then that the slaves or field workers in this parable would go to the landowning master and ask if they should get rid of this bearded darnel.

It also makes sense that the master says, “Uh-uh; let it be. The time will come, and then the tares will be bundled up and thrown into the fire.”

There was no way to simply “get rid of” the bad seeds of the bearded darnel without damaging the planted good seeds of the wheat.

This week in the office, Kathy saw the Gospel lesson and exclaimed, “Seeds again?!”

Yeah…again…with the seeds.

Only this time…Jesus isn’t speaking so much about scattering seeds everywhere.

This time… there is more intention… a good field ready for wonderful seeds…and then the “evil one” comes in when no one is around and laces this good field with bad seeds of bearded darnel.

Biblical scholars note that since this is Matthew’s Gospel… and Matthew’s Gospel is dated as sometime after the second destruction of the Temple in Jerusalem…the community hearing this is a new fledgling beginning of a church in Antioch founded by Jews living in the diaspora.

As a “new thing” with a community that was bringing in Gentile followers in a large more urban-like area…there were all kinds of tensions between old and new…Jew and Gentile… as they grew the early church.

The thinking is that this particular parable was directed at the early church.

In truth…it could be directed at the church as it began…and as it has been growing… and all the way to our time today.

In the Fourth Century…St. Augustine…who… love him or hate him…greatly influenced the path of the Christian Church… was constantly contending with various groups which had other understandings of who should be in or out of the church.

One of those was a group called the Donatists.

During the very early days of the church… when Christians were getting thrown to the lions in Roman coliseums for sport… there were Christian leaders who… fearing for their lives… renounced their Christianity.

Once the period of persecution ended… and it was no longer a danger to declare their belief… some did a time of penitence and reaffirmed their faith.

But the Donatists… named for Bishop Donatus of North Africa…being the ultra-purists that they were… claimed that anyone who had renounced their faith was not a “real” Christian.

Furthermore… anyone who had been baptized by someone who had renounced the faith… was not really baptized.

Thankfully… it was St. Augustine who put an end to that heresy.

Augustine was the one who successfully argued before a conference in Carthage…that baptism belongs to God…and has nothing to do with the worthiness of a particular clergy person.

This is still the belief in the church today.

It doesn’t matter if the priest… or even the hospital nurse… who baptizes a person in the name of the Trinitarian God is a “perfect Christian.”

The waters of baptism are made perfect in Christ and that’s what really matters… thanks be to God!

Even before Christianity… we can see in the story of Jacob from our first lesson that the faith we have inherited from our Jewish ancestry is full of characters who are less than ideal people.

Why is Jacob sleeping with a rock under his head?

Because he’s running away from his brother Esau who is not just a little bit angry at his younger twin brother not only tricking him out of his birthright…but he also fools his doddering blind father Isaac into giving him the blessing that was meant for Esau!

And yet…this ancestor of our faith has a vision of angels not only ascending…but descending down a ladder… with God there at his side…making promises never to leave him as he makes this land his home.

The up and down… the good and the bad… are both part of the place of God… in the heart of Jacob.

Which brings us back to wheat and weeds… the church… and us.

What is the church but the gathering of the people of God.

Who are the people of God? Everyone.

A bunch of everyone’s who have human hearts… hearts which are challenged every day to live with the wheat and weeds in ourselves and those around us.

While our job is to spread good seeds everywhere… no matter what ground those seeds land on… our job in the church and in ourselves is to encourage and cultivate those gifts of goodness and have patience with those parts that we don’t like about ourselves or our fellow members.

That is some of the toughest work we have as Christians…and as the Christian church.

We know that as we see the various schisms that have grown up as we watch the in-fighting that continues to plague us in our own denomination as well as others.

The call is constantly to leave the ultimate judgment to God… and be careful with the seeds sown in our own field.

In the name of God…F/S/HS.


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