Matthew 13:24-30,
36-43
I
used to shuffle cards by dropping them in a heap onto a table and then
scrambling them with my hands until I thought they were all moved into some
different order. It was not the most accurate of methods. Then my sister taught
me how to actually shuffle. I am not exaggerating when I tell you I practiced
shuffling for hours. I would sit and watch television after school and shuffle
cards over and over. If only I had put as much time into practicing my cello or
my piano as I did cards, think where I would be. I thought being able to
shuffle made me look cool, and as that was the ultimate goal in life, that’s
what I worked for.
Had
my grandmother lived closer to us and known what I was so diligently working toward,
she would have been shocked, nay appalled! To her decks of playing cards were
“the devil’s hand tools.” That’s a direct quote. My Gramma loved games, and she
would play a game called Skipbo for hours. It’s also known as Spite and Malice,
and you can play it with a regular old deck of cards. But she would never have
played with cards because, again, they were the devil’s hand tools. After all
playing cards were the instruments of gamblers. They were the devil’s hand
tools.
Obviously,
with that kind of attitude towards cards my parents did not grow up playing Gin
Rummy. Nor were they were allowed to dance. They were not allowed to go to
movies. My mother’s first big act of rebellion was to sneak off to see a movie
when she was 12 on a Sunday afternoon. She saw “The Pride of the Yankees” with
Gary Cooper, and she has always told me that she sat there amazed that her
parents had kept her from this wonderful world. But she was also such a good
child that she immediately went home and confessed to her mother what she had
done. Gramma wasn’t sure what she was more upset about – that Mom had gone to a
movie or that she had gone to a movie on a Sunday!
I
realize now that to my grandparents, playing cards and movies and dancing, etc.
were not just temptations for young people –
pleasures that might lead them astray, they were weeds. They were weeds
that would corrupt them; weeds that would rob their soil of its nutrients and
block out the full amount of necessary sun. They were weeds, and they must be
kept away. If even one weed, a game with cards, started to take root, then it
had to be plucked out before it had any chance at growth. No weeds. No way.
Weeds are bad.
It
would seem that this parable Jesus told backs up this idea that weeds are bad.
He says it pretty plainly. They were sown by the enemy. This is a second
kingdom parable following the parable we heard last week about the sower and
the seeds.
The
kingdom of heaven may be compared to someone who sowed good seeds in a field. But
after all the sowing was done, after everyone was asleep, an enemy came and
sowed weeds among the good seed then slipped away. When the seeds began to
shoot up, the weeds were seen along with the wheat. The slaves of master
reported this to the householder. They wanted to do something about right away.
“”Master,
did you not sow good seed in your field? Where then, did these weeds come
from?” He answered, ‘An enemy has done this.’ The slaves said to him, ‘Then do
you want us to go and gather them?’ But he replied, ‘No; for in gathering the
weeds you would uproot the wheat along with them. Let both of them grow
together until the harvest; and at harvest time I will tell the reapers,
Collect the weeds first and bind them in bundles to be burned, but gather the
wheat into my barn.’”
As
with any parable Jesus told, there are many points to think about. Again, this
is a parable about the kingdom, so it seems that Jesus made it clear that the
kingdom was not without opposition. There are enemies to the kingdom. In the
explanation Jesus gave to the disciples, he named that enemy as the devil.
Along with the naming of the enemy the devil, there is the implication of evil.
Evil is real. Speaking of evil, the householder has slaves. The Master owns
both property and people. Slavery was and is an institution based in evil.
Lastly, this parable definitely seems to promote the idea of an “us versus
them” ideology. There is the wheat and there are the weeds.
One
commentator said that the kingdom in Matthew is divisive, not because it wants
to pit us one against the other, but because it makes us choose our allegiance.
Will we be with God or against God? The problem as I see it is that we more
often choose the latter rather than the former.
It
is hard not to take from this parable that there is an us and there is a them.
Isn’t that how we structure our lives? Rich versus poor. Democrat versus
Republican. Liberal versus Conservative. Mainline versus Evangelical.
Denomination versus Non-denomination. Who will win in the end? Who is the wheat
and who are the weeds? Well clearly the weeds are the other side. We just need
to rip those weeds out and everything will be right again.
Except
in the parable Jesus told, it won’t be all right. The master told the slaves
not to pull the weeds. If you pull the weeds, you might uproot the wheat as
well. Wait until the harvest. Then they can be separated. Then what has been
sown can be sorted.
Let
them grow together, those weeds and that wheat. That’s the answer that the
Master gave. That’s the answer that Jesus gave. The kingdom of heaven is like a
field where both good seed and weeds grow right alongside one another. No one
judges which is which except God.
All
of this is great, except what does this mean for us? When it comes to
injustice, is this parable telling us to not just let it grow but let it go? I
don’t think so. In his explanation to the disciples, Jesus said that all causes
of sin will be pulled up and thrown into the fire. What we sow, we will reap.
So it seems to me that we still have to sow the seeds of justice,
righteousness, mercy. We’re still called to be peacemakers, to stand up to the
powers and principalities, to take up our own crosses and follow Jesus. But it
also means that we cannot remove ourselves from what we perceive to be the
weeds.
Living
in as many different places as I have, I have seen an interesting phenomena
when it comes to home schooling. This is not a diatribe or a criticism for or
against it. But when I lived in New York
State , I knew several people who
home schooled. Although there are always exceptions to the rule, overwhelmingly
their reasons for home schooling were religious. These kids were from ultra-conservative
families, and they did not like religion not being taught in public schools.
They believed that the secular humanities being taught in public schools were a
potential corruption for their children. So they pulled their kids out and home
schooled them.
When we moved to Iowa ,
our town had a large home schooling group as well. They were very organized. They
got together for special functions and activities. Special teachers were
brought in for different subjects and extracurricular activities. But
overwhelmingly they were kids from ultra-liberal families. They thought the
public schools were too parochial and pushed antiquated, conservative values
that forced children into gender specific roles, etc.
My
point is that both sides thought the others were weeds, and their children,
their beautiful wheat, needed to be protected from growing alongside them. In
reality it was no different than the white flight I saw when I was a kid the
minute bussing became a reality. We live in an “us versus them” world. It is
easy to interpret Matthew’s Jesus as saying this too. But I think this is a
false dichotomy. I do believe there is wheat, and I do believe there are weeds.
There is good seed, and there is certainly evil and people who do evil. But we
are not called to remove ourselves from them. We need each other. The truth is,
I have good seeds and weeds jostling for power within me too. I suspect all of
us do.
So
what do we do? We acknowledge the evil without and the evil within. We stand up
and call out injustice. We keep praying for the Holy Spirit to work through us,
sowing good seed, bringing to fruition its good fruit. And we remember that we
don’t see what God sees. We are not called to be judges or to be sin police. We
are called to love. We are called to live the gospel, to show compassion and
kindness, to offer cups of cold water. We are called to sow seeds, even as we
pray to be fertile soil. We are called to love and to live in the world, right
alongside those we may believe to be weeds. We are called to remember that we
need each other. We need each other. That is the kingdom of heaven.
Let
all of God’s children say, “Alleluia.” Amen.
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