In life, progress rarely
happens in a straight, uninterrupted line.
Even when things seem to be going our way, we often make two steps
forward only to find ourselves retracing one step back. And when things aren’t going so well, we may
even find ourselves making one step up only to fall two steps down. On my really bad days, I am like the White
Rabbit in Wonderland – the hurrier I go, the behinder I get.
Today’s readings offer us
hope that such is not to be our ultimate fate.
Isaiah states that as certainly as the rains water the earth, God’s
word will prevail. (Is 55:10-11) Paul
insists, that despite our creaturely limitations, despite the sufferings which
we endure, salvation and glory beyond our wildest imaginings is the ultimate
fate of the children of God. (Rom 8:18-23)
And Jesus takes our normal experience and turns it on its ear. (Mt
13:1-9)
For Jesus, even three steps
back does not matter. When we take one step
forward living in the fertile ground of God’s word, of God’s way, that one step
is worth thirty, sixty, or even one hundred steps. To put this in the perspective of Jesus’
listeners, they would have known that typically, the yield for the well-planted
seed would have been seven or eight times, perhaps ten times at the
outside. Jesus is promising a yield that
is beyond imagination. If Jesus related
this story to us today, he might claim that the fertile ground yielded a
gazillion-fold.
So where do we find this
fertile ground, this agent of the gazillion-fold yield. For Isaiah, it is in God’s word, in Paul, it
is the revelation of God. There are
saying the same thing. The fertile
ground is Jesus, the Word of God, the perfect revelations of God. When we walk with Jesus, our lives bear
abundant fruit.
Yet, our culture insists that
God or Jesus is not the answer. I find
myself depending on my own hard work, my financial success, scientific
advances, and self-righteousness to build security, happiness, and the good
life.
On the hard-packed path where
I often find myself, I think that I can protect what I own by shutting myself
off from those who I see as taking from me.
I pass laws and build walls to keep these people from coming into my
life, from invading my space. Yet in
jealously protecting what I consider mine, my heart becomes as hard as the path
I walk. Blessed are the merciful, for
they shall be shown mercy.
Among the thorns, I believe
that in my anger, as righteous as I feel it to be, I can strike out at others
in revenge for what they have done to me or mine. Yet my vengeance becomes another’s motivation
to strike me even harder. As I sow the
wind, I reap the whirlwind. Blessed are
the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.
In rocky soil, I buy into the
theory that creating bigger and better weapons will keep others from using
weapons against us. I think that we can
make weapons “smart” enough that only those who we intend to kill are
killed. Yet wars persist; innocent
people die. Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they shall be called the children of God.
This is the futility of our
creatureliness; this is the hard-packed, rocky and thorny soil that yields
nothing but more agony and pain. There
is another way and we do not have to look far back in history to see those who
have shown us that way, whose lives have been lived not on the fast lane but in
the fertile land.
Dorothy Day worked for most
of her adult life in destitution, struggling to live a life of non-violence,
love, and trust in the God who gives life.
As a result, many thousands are fed each day and many thousands find the
only warm bed they know in the houses of hospitality which Dorothy Day founded
or inspired.
Dr. Martin Luther King looked
the evil of racism in the face and offered peaceful resistance, a vision of
brotherhood, and his very life. As a
result, millions of minds have been changed, a nation was moved.
Bishop Desmond Tutu and
Nelson Mandela fought apartheid not with terrorism but with God’s word, and
today apartheid in South Africa is but a bad memory; today South Africa is a
nation struggling to uncover the brutal truth of its past, to reconcile those
who were once enemies.
Pope St. John Paul II, by
letting God’s love and mercy show through him, helped to gain freedom for many,
many millions who had lived under the oppression of Soviet rule.
Each one of us has
the same power that enabled Dorothy Day, Dr. King, Bishop Tutu, Mr. Mandela and
Pope St. John Paul to accomplish great things.
God will work through each one of us, but only if we allow Him to do
so. Trust in God, live in the fertile
soil of Jesus, his Word, and we, too, shall yield thirty-fold, sixty-fold, one
hundred-fold…perhaps even a gazillion-fold.
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