Reading
the gospels, there are so many times when I wish I’d been
there...on the edge of the crowd would have been fine...to be one of
the 12, fantastic.
To
have really got to know this extraordinary man, to discover what made
him laugh, or cry, whether he preferred lakeside or mountain-top,
fish or vegetables…I wish I had been there, part of the story. But
there are other times when my envy of the disciples is balanced by
sympathy with their predicament ….They get it wrong so often and
hearing that they’ve failed again, I’m kind of relieved that I
don’t have to face the disappointment in Jesus’s voice, as he
realises that we've missed the point once more. Because, his
teachings really aren’t
clear sometimes, are they!
Let’s
think about the story we’ve just heard …the Parable of the Sower,
we call it.
Not
quite sure why, actually – because though of course the initiative
of the story lies very much with man who sets out to sow the seed, we
tend to focus far more on the different soils in which the seed
lands.
After
all, that’s the part of the story that Jesus explores at some
length with his disciples…According to the commentaries, the
sower’s approach to his task is completely standard for 1st
century Palestine. The crowd gathered by the lake would know that any
arable farmer would set to work without preparation. He would
broadcast seeds and only then plough soil. As the plough cut into the
earth, clumps of thistles and weeds would disappear, and stony
patches concealed beneath the undergrowth emerge…and the path where
the sower walks would not, of course, be ploughed at all. But from
the patch of ground as a whole, there is a hope of harvest of some
kind...
Great!
Good story. Good illustration…but of what?
Jesus
seems to think it’s obvious….and that’s where I’m suddenly
very very
glad that I’m not part of the crowd. I'd feel so stupid
Let
anyone with ears listen.
Are
you listening, Kathryn?
What
did I just say???
Cue shuffling feet...embarrassed looks...because
honestly, I’m not sure.
That’s
the trouble with parables.
When
introducing Scripture to children, it’s tempting to say that Jesus
taught in parables to make it easier for people to understand
the huge and abstract concepts of the kingdom of God. Parables
provide hooks on which we can hang concepts that are beyond our
everyday experience...in the words of the old definition...A parable,
is an earthly story with a heavenly meaning.
But
the trouble is that parables don’t always have
an exact one to one equivalent meaning….
If
they are a code, well, sometimes the key isn't immediately obvious.
They aren't always easy at all.
Never
mind.
Let's
go back to the story.
The image of the prodigal sower, just chucking the
precious seed to the four winds regardless is really attractive. It
might seem a tad irresponsible but it’s his seed, and
clearly he has full confidence in the harvest…
It's a wonderful illustration of God's reckless
grace....
That
could be something to hang onto.
But
it's not quite enough...It sort of prompts a “So what?” question
I
guess in the original story we're intended to think of the sower as
Jesus, scattering words of hope, love and transformation whether
people are ready to hear them or not.
He's
preaching to a crowd so huge that he has to take refuge in a boat to
avoid being crushed as they surge forward to hear more...and we have
no idea what they did with the words of life that were offered to
them that day. Some people may have been changed in an instant...Some
may have wandered off, bored...Some may have reflected on his words
for many years before finally coming to a decision, for or against
the gospel.
We
don't know...
If
you judge labour by results, it does sound as if this famous sower
is not actually much good at his job.
Three-quarters of the seed – 75% - lands in obviously
unpromising places....on paths, in the bramble patch, among the stones
Three-quarters of the seed – 75% - lands in obviously
unpromising places....on paths, in the bramble patch, among the stones
What
a waste!
That
precious seed squandered where there is no hope of a decent return...
Is
that the best use of resources?
Are
there measurable, successful outcomes to this enterprise?
I
don't think that either farming experts or management consultants
would think the sower was doing too well...for the ratio of return to
investment seems pretty useless in some quarters, though there are
signs of promise in that “30, 60, 100 fold”.
So
– what are we to make of that.
It
might be tempting to smile and congratulate ourselves on being GOOD
soil...We are here because we've heard God speak, even if we're not
always certain exactly what He said....We're trying to live with at
least one foot in the Kingdom. Maybe, on a good day, we think we're
even bearing fruit for God.
Hooray
for us!
But
there's still a bit of a problem...a problem caused by the Great
Commission...
Of
course, this is our story – the gospel is ALWAYS our story - ..but
it's not one in which we can just wait passively, content to be the
soil
We're living in the age of the Spirit, and Jesus calls us to be his witnesses throughout the whole earth.
And that means, that we- you and me- are now cast in the role of the sower, charged with sharing the word of the kingdom.
We're living in the age of the Spirit, and Jesus calls us to be his witnesses throughout the whole earth.
And that means, that we- you and me- are now cast in the role of the sower, charged with sharing the word of the kingdom.
So...what
are we to do?
Well
– SOW of course.
It's
our turn...our turn to sow the seed, to squander the gifts of the
kingdom,to share God's good news not just with a receptive audience
but with those who will obviously ignore it, or reject it or even be
openly hostile to it.
It
may not be that telling them the good news in as many words is always
the best approach...but we do have to make absolutely sure that they
are aware of it, one way or another.
We're
not told to be successful...
We
can't actually control the soil (maybe that's up to God)...
All
we have to do is to Keep. On. Sowing.
The
danger is that we'll get discouraged - will say to ourselves, well,
it's just not worth it..... the last time the birds descended...the
place was overrun with brambles...nothing came of our efforts. Forget
it...
If that's the case, then we need to listen to another voice...the one that says
If that's the case, then we need to listen to another voice...the one that says
“Yes,
but this time might be different. God never gives up on us...so how
can we give up on one another?”
If
a gardener announced
“I
sowed some seed last year; no point in doing it again this year” –
we wouldn't think much of him...even if last year's efforts didn't
appear to lead to a glorious display.
If
discipleship is a process, then sharing faith isn't always going to
be a one-off either.
So
just keep going.
Look
back along the route that brought you to this point in your faith.
For most of us, there will have been many twists and turns..
Though
you may have encountered God in an amazing Damascus road experience,
you may equally have found yourself moving towards Him, almost
without noticing, as the words of friends, the life of a faith
community, the silent gospel of love at work began to have an impact.
And
what was true for you will be true for others as well.
Seeds
can take a long time germinating...and it's not up to us to judge the
quality of the soil.
We're
just called to keep on sowing, no matter what, because in the end it
is God himself who brings home the harvest.
Let
anyone with ears listen Amen.
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