A
nobleman called ten of his servants and gave them ten gold coins and
told them, 'Engage in trade with these until I return.' When he returned, he had the servants called,
to whom he had given the money, to learn what they had gained by trading.
The first came forward and said, 'Sir, your gold coin has earned ten additional ones.' He replied, 'Well done, good servant! You have been faithful in this very small matter; take charge of ten cities.'
Then
the second came and reported, 'Your gold coin, sir, has earned five
more.' And to this servant too he
said, 'You, take charge of five cities.'
Then
the other servant came and said, 'Sir, here is your gold coin; I
kept it stored away in a handkerchief, for I was afraid of you, because
you are a demanding man; you take up what you did not lay down and
you harvest what you did not plant.'
He said to him, 'With your own words I shall condemn you, you wicked servant. You knew I was a demanding man, taking up what I did not lay down and harvesting what I did not plant; why did you not put my money in a bank? Then on my return I would have collected it with interest.' And to those standing by he said, 'Take the gold coin from him and give it to the servant who has ten.' (cf Luke 19:12-24)
Fear is a terrible
thing. Of course, it is. Terrible things, by definition, are those
things which terrorize us, which cause us to fear. One of our greatest fears is fear of loss –
the loss of people or possessions we hold dear, the loss of respect and honor,
the loss of love.
In our fear of loss,
we desperately cling to what we wish to keep.
We zealously protect it and guard it, lest it be taken away from
us. We anxiously seek more and more,
knowing that some loss is unavoidable.
Our fears make sense
in a finite world, where gains and losses are commonplace, where one person’s
gain may be another person’s loss, where value is equated with price, where
more is always better and less is always worse.
This is the world in
which the unfortunate third servant lived.
He so feared the loss of his master’s coin – and the subsequent loss of
prestige that this would entail – that he could not see his true purpose.
This, also quite
unfortunately, is the world in which I often live. When I assume that my value lies only in that
which can be counted, that which can be banked, that which can be summarized on
a balance sheet or a list of Facebook friends, I have utterly lost any sense of
true purpose, any sense of what I am intended for.
For I, like you, have
been created by God and have been created for God. I have not been created to dwell in the
finite-ness of this world, but in the divinity, the grace, the eternity, the
faithfulness, and the infinity of God. For
this purpose, God has gifted me – as he has gifted you – with infinite and
unconditional love. It is infinite; it cannot
be counted. It is unconditional; it cannot
be lost.
And all God asks of
me – God’s purpose for me – is to give His love away in the same fashion. For it is giving it away, that I become more
aware of its presence. It is in giving
it away, that I live in the economy of grace, where giving multiplies that
which is given, where fear of loss is banished and the gratitude of what has
been given is plenteous, where more is unnecessary since what has been given –
God’s love – is always enough.
Tomorrow, we have set
aside a special day to give thanks to God for his great and bountiful gift of
love, his gift of life. Do not
fear. It is enough. We need nothing more.
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