Prodigal Sower, Prodigious Seed
Romans 8:1-11, Matthew 13:1-9,18-23
The Gospel reading this morning is a fascinating parable – a
story of farming told to those who lived by the seaside – and told from
a boat sitting in the water at that. Why not a fishing
story? And within the story itself, which is more important: the
sower, the seed, or the harvest?
Earlier this week, I was talking with Edie Bird about gardening
experiences and recalled my first attempt at that in the first house I
owned. I prepared a small plot at the end of our driveway, an end
that opened to a vacant field behind a neighborhood church. It
was Labor Day weekend – time for fall planting in Texas. I
stopped by the seed store and bought 10 cents worth of turnip seed and
dutifully planted those in my carefully prepared soil.
Well, in the terms of today’s parable, that soil was good indeed.
In spite of having a police chase drive through it in the wee hours of
a weekend morning, in spite of my ignorance on how to tend it, in spite
of all odds, it produced a 100-fold! By the onset of the season
of short days and cold nights, I had a garage covered in boxes filled
with turnips. Folks would turn away when I approached for fear I
was going to offer them more turnips. Too bad I could not
duplicate that result with something like tomatoes or melons.
Let him who has ears to hear, hear! A parable is a story told to
reveal something about the teller’s thoughts at the time.
While parables are subject to being misunderstood or misinterpreted,
they invite understanding without being overly analyzed or
debated. In the Bible, parables are commonly used to convey
truths in that manner and make their point through the setting, the
audience, the characters, or the punch line itself. Our parable
today falls into the latter category.
Jesus, staying near the sea side, draws a crowd. Stepping into a
boat allowed him to have a place from which he could speak to the crowd
and be readily seen and heard. Although they are in a fishing
village, farming was so widespread that the story of the sower
certainly wouldn’t be lost on those gathered around. Sowing by
scattering was likely quite common in Palestine. Plows – iron
plows, were not too common and very expensive. The soil, although
it could be quite fertile, was also quite rocky. Rocks would
continually rise to near the surface and from their undetected position
could quickly ruin a metal plow whereas seed was relatively
cheap. Sure some would be lost – it would fall on paths on which
people and animals walked, birds and bugs would grab some, other seed
would find its way onto poor or shallow soil – the places where rocks
lay just below the surface, some would be sown among thorns and
weeds. The chance for unproductive sowing was high indeed.
Ah, but some would find its way onto rich, fertile soil. And the
yield would make up for that which was lost and then some.
Agricultural historians suggest that grain produced in this manner
would, in a good season, yield five to ten times what was sown
initially. For this to happen, the good soil would have to
produce at an optimum level – about 20 fold! And here Jesus is
telling these folks that his sower’s good soil produced not 20 fold,
not just 30 fold, not 60 fold, but some produced 100 fold!
Now, if you were a farmer who raises grain, a futures dealer concerned
with bidding on crops, or a store owner who must purchase a supply of
grain to feed his customers, this might be a really interesting story –
but if you are a disciple, concerned with what it means to be a
Christian in the second century or the twenty-first, what does this
have to do with us?
Imagine in the early church that you have found something in the life
and story of those who are disciples of The Way (some call them
Christians) as they follow the teachings of Jesus Christ. As you
listen and participate in the worship and daily life of these people,
something begins to happen. You experience, perhaps for the first
time, love, joy, peace. You start to feel as though this way
offers hope and meaning for your own life, that somehow it makes sense
to love your enemies, to seek the good in others rather than always be
looking for an advantage; that there is more to life than putting a few
coins under the bed and scheming to find a way to get just one
more. You find yourself having patience, kindness, even
generosity toward others. You begin to share your gifts, no
matter how limited; you invite others – even those who can’t return the
invitation – to share a meal; you even begin to become more comfortable
with the idea of sharing some of those coins you managed to horde with
great sacrifice. All because life seems to have possibility,
there is hope in your heart, there is a sense that God, the God who
sees all and is the source of life is pleased and is bringing you into
a real of life that you had never imagined before.
BUT, it seems that others see the same things as you and chose a
different way; friends and family begin to ridicule and despise you
because they don’t believe. Even some who started along this
Christian path with you have fallen away. Some felt it more
important to keep the peace in their families, in their villages and
when others were upset by their decision to follow Christ, they pulled
back. Others walked along but became afraid that they were at the
mercy of the demands of the future and this idea of sharing their
possessions freely was just too risky. This parable addresses
that in encouraging terms.
I think we should note that where the seed falls is, in this story,
random. The trodden path does not choose its existence; the rocky
ground is but good soil in need of a few millennia of weathering –
exposure to the elements and effects of time; the thorns are merely
trying to survive; the good soil that produces many-fold was prepared
by repeated plowing, by having weeds torn out, by left to lie fallow
for periods of time so it might be productive in the short time it is
called on to bear fruit.
Now is not the time for judgment; it is the time for showing the love
of Christ that we have received in our dealings with one another.
The soil that is the foot-path today may well be the richest, most
fertile in the future. One of the arguments in ecology is that
the massive parking lots which claim large amounts of farmland are, in
a sense, serving as repositories for future places to find arable
soil. There is an analogy in the lives of those who seem so far
removed from what we think Christian living is – in due time, all will
be revealed. What seems to be in the flesh contradicts that which
is in the Spirit.
We easily slip into a pattern of judging others by the results of their
lives, by the harvest that we see – but remember it is God who sows
liberally on all types of soil, into all types of lives. One of
the complaints laid at Jesus’ feet was his friendship and association
with sinners, with the outcast, with those whose lives were trodden
down shallow, and full of faults.
In this life, our skills and tools for judging, for measuring eternal
outcomes, is far too limited to be of much use. We more often use
those tools for harm than for good. Rather than weighing produce,
let us live with joy and anticipation. Rather than being so ready
to judge – ourselves or others – let us encourage one another.
Rather than trying to protect our individual ministries, the meager bit
we have managed to grow, let us be ready to glory in what another has
to offer. It is, after all, not about law; it is not about life
in the flesh – that which we can see with our eyes and grasp with our
minds – but, as Paul has put it:
There is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.
For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus has set you free from
the law of sin and of death ... if Christ is in you, though the body is
dead because of sin, the Spirit is life because of righteousness.
If the Spirit of him who raised Jesus from the dead dwells in you, he
who raised Christ from the dead will give life to your mortal bodies
also through his Spirit that dwells in you.
Spiritual produce – yields of thirty fold, sixty fold, even an
hundredfold – the kind of fruit from which others will not run.
It is life eternal, expressed as Paul writes in his letter to the
Galatians:
…love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, generosity,
faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. There is no law
against such things. And those who belong to Christ Jesus have
crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. If we live by the
Spirit, let us also be guided by the Spirit. (Gal 5:22-26)
Amen
The Rev. John Dryden BurtonSt. James’ Episcopal
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