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Grace to you and peace from God our creator and from our
Lord and Savior Jesus the Christ, by the power of the Holy Spirit, amen.
Currently I’m addicted to a show on Netflix called “Living Mortgage
Free.” Doesn’t that sound nice? People go to some pretty creative
lengths to either pay off their mortgages quickly, or forgo living with a
mortgage altogether…… and often it involved a large dose of downsizing. One
woman converted an old rusty barge into a nice one-person flat (this is a
British show, by the way). Another couple got creative with a two shipping
containers and reclaimed wood, and still another family completely gutted a
double-decker bus to create the perfect handicap-accessible home on a small
budget.
While most of the families featured in “Living Mortgage
Free” are choosing to scale back, pare down, and simplify, this farmer in the
story that Jesus tells SUPER-SIZING. The land he owns is producing the bumper
crop to end all bumper crop, and his current barns are filled to the brim. So,
he consulted himself – this guy seems to talk to himself a lot! – and came up
with a great idea! Built bigger barns!
Store the bumper crop away, save it for another day. What a great plan.
Except that this farmer forgot about something. He seemed
to forget the rest of that saying we all know… you know, the one that goes,
“Eat, drink, and be merry for….. (Tomorrow we die.)” And that’s exactly what happens. God comes to visit him in
the night, not necessary to TAKE the life of this man… but to inform him of his
own death that very night.
This is a parable of warning. Don’t be like the farmer. But…
I think many of us would like to be
in the farmer’s shoes… except for the end, of course. We would love to see a windfall
come our way, perhaps in the form of a tax refund, a raise, or a Christmas
bonus, and build “bigger barns” in the form of the newest iPhone or smart phone
gadget, the latest Fitbit or video game system… Or a larger house in order to
fit all of our stuff and our kids’ stuff….. or a bigger garage, because we can’t even fit
our car in there anymore….. or paying the monthly fee for one of those new
storage units that are being built just down the road on 611.
But more and more, I think, our “bigger barns” look like your innocent-looking, common, everyday credit card. Because nowadays
we don’t even have wait for that
windfall to come in before building bigger barns. Everything around us tells us
to spend, spend, spend…”just pay the minimum”…
It wants you to think they’re helping you. But they are
actually digging you a hole. Finance charges and high interest rates, digging
deeper and deeper into debt. Our credit score tanks, and the collection
agencies come calling, and suddenly our lives become bound to our stuff, to this
little piece of plastic, stick in this hole. And this hole just so happens to
be six feet deep. Which is exactly where that farmer ended up finding himself.
This farmer was on top of the world, with everything
going for him, and so he forgot all about God. He only consults with himself,
is only concerned with himself and his own future comfort. He made plans to
secure his future without any reference to God… or to other people. He was only
rich toward himself. And so, his fate became “death by stuffication.”
This farmer could be a poster child of Luther’s
definition of sin- to gaze at one’s belly-button, to be curved in on oneself,
until that becomes all we can see, so that we not only miss out on sharing God’s
gifts with others, but completely miss the fact that all things come from God
in the first place.
Life is not about our belongings and what inheritance is
“due” to us, Jesus said to crowd. Instead, life is about WHO we belong TO. We belong to God, who claimed us in our baptisms as beloved
children…all siblings in the family of God, who gave us a peek of our true
inheritance when Jesus defeated death and was raised from the tomb on the third
day.
Our own money, our “real” money, ironically enough, constantly reminds us, “In God we trust.” Not in money. Not in
stuff. Not in bigger barns. Not is securing our own future. But we trust
in God. Fear, love, AND trust, to be exact, at least according to
Luther’s explanation of the first commandment. And God does not demand our life
in an unfillable hole of debt and death. God is the source of all life, the giver of OUR lives and all that
we have.
I know a little girl who once was deeply passionate about
saving her pennies for the St. Jude’s children’s hospital, so when she had her
first communion, instead of buying her a gift, I made a donation to St. Jude’s
in her name, and she was thrilled. We
grownups forget, as the farmer forgot, the message you sometimes see floating
around Facebook the saying you might have heard: “If you are more fortunate
than others, it is better to build a longer table than a taller fence.” Or, as
Jesus might have added, it is better to build a longer table than to
build bigger barns.
As always, Jesus leaves us with some hard things to think
about – how we downsize or divest our barns that block our generosity - and
instead elongate our tables for welcome and hospitality. We as a nation and we
as the people of God have a long way yet to go in the realm of table-building
and inclusion instead of fence building.
In the case of the church, our windfall bumper crop was a
prominent but unearned place in cultural suburban fabric, balanced budgets and
overpopulated Sunday Schools. And what did many churches do in the face of such
abundance? We built bigger barns, in the form of education wings and sanctuary
expansions, perhaps to the detriment of expanding our “welcome table.”
After all, that’s what you do when the family of God grows,
when the building is full… get a bigger building, right? Only we know all too
well that growth is not linear or guaranteed. As a result, we, like many
churches, are far from “living mortgage free” - burdened under the
weight of maintenance projects to keep the building going, draining our time,
energy, and our ministry resources…. All so our building can stand mostly
unused much of the week. In good faith, we added to the Church Building,
but perhaps neglected to add to the CHURCH BODY - the body of Christ. Big
difference.
And even pastors make this mistake. Nearly every week at
our pastors’ Bible study, the dean of our conference catches at least one of us
saying “Church” when we really mean “the church building.” Every time, he
reminds us there is a big different between the church – the body of Christ,
the people, and the church campus – the location, the building.
As the ELCA we are about to illustrate that difference
between church building and church Body, by gathering as voting
members on the city of Milwaukee for a week of BEING the church. The theme for
our week is “We are Church.” Not a in church building, but church together in
our diversity of languages and cultures. Who just all happen to be hanging out
in my home state for a week, doing important business of the church. We’ll do
more than pass budgets, hear reports, and make amendments to amendments. We’ll
do more than lament the state of our buildings. We’ll celebrate the 50th
anniversary of the ordination of women, the 40th anniversary of the
ordination of women of color, and the 10th anniversary of the
ordination of LGBTQ pastor in partnered relationships. We will eat together and
have hard conversations together. We will worship together and break bread
together. And then we’ll come back home, but we’ll be reminded that we are not
in this alone.
THAT’S what it means when we say, WE are church. We are
church who expands our tables and not our buildings. We are church who expands
our hearts and open our hands. We are church, free despite our mortgage. We are
church, a body not a building. Thanks be to God. Amen.
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