October 7, 2017
The Rev. Mark Pendleton
Christ Church, Exeter
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Wicked Bad
Tenants are Really Bad
Having been born and raised in Ohio, I have prided myself with having
what I think is a non-descript broad Midwestern accent. Though I have lived and studied for a time in
the South, I never picked up too much of the drawl – rarely saying ‘y’all’ or ‘fixin’. My years in central Connecticut did not
impact me as much as my children, who did pick up the peculiar way locals there
say the words ‘New Britain’ or ‘Latin.’
Now living in northern New England, I have yet to start speaking the way
locals here pronounce words like ‘harbor,’ ‘lobster,’ ‘chowder’ or ‘awesome.’
And then there is the quintessential slang word of this part of the
word. ‘Wicked.’ That student is wicked
smart, or it is a wicked cold day or that game last night was wicked
crazy. It is the regional adjective
turned adverb. Trying to cash in on the popularity of the phrase there are reality
shows on television such as ‘Wicked Tuna’ filmed out of Gloucester, chronically
the dangers of deep sea fishing.
There was a time, centuries ago, here in New England when the word
wicked was associated with demons and evil.
Many of us probably heard of the stories of the Salem Witch trials in
late 1600’s: the word wicked deriving from the Old English word for witch.
The Merriam-Webster dictionary goes back even further. “Wickedness, it
seems, is an epidemic in children's literature and fairy tales. Cinderella has
her wicked stepmother; the Queen in Snow White is often called the Wicked
Queen, and of course, there's the Wicked Witch of the West in The Wizard of Oz,
whose origin story forms the basis of the spinoff novel and musical Wicked.”
For the second consecutive week, we hear a parable about a vineyard –
the tried and true Biblical image of a luxurious and prized part of the world created
by and tended by God. Unlike a forest of
trees or a field of wild flowers, a vineyard does not just grow on its
own. It takes planting, pruning and
care. It is a product of a relationship between the Creator and the
created.
Yet the Biblical vineyard is not paradise – it is no garden of
Eden. When things go bad, they go really
bad. God was a demanding landowner as it
turns out. The prophet Isaiah describes
it this way: “When God expected grapes, why did the vineyard produce wild
grapes?” (Isaiah 5:1-7). “When the Lord
expected justice, what God saw was bloodshed.” In response, the pruning and
protecting took a pause – the vineyard became overgrown with briers and thorns
and no water would rain down upon it.
God was not pleased.
For so many of us who have tried so hard to disavow the angry God
thinking and theology that we may have learned in parochial school or from Old
School Old Time preachers, I wonder if there still might be something to gain
from imagining a God who is not too pleased with the vineyard that was planted
so long ago and lent out to those of us who live in it.
Jesus tells a parable about some very wicked tenants. Not the cool wicked Boston kind, but the evil
wicked variety. What were the wicked tenants guilty of in this story? It all started out promising: there was a
fence, a wine press, and a watchtower to guard against danger. All the things necessary for a good harvest
of grapes. The tenants who leased the land were left in charge to do what
tenants do: care for the land. At
harvest time, the owner came a calling to collect the grapes. These were pretty simple terms. Care for what you are agreed to care for
while the owner was away. Yet as we hear, the tenants were awful and cruel to
anyone sent by the owner to collect. These wicked tenants beat them and killed
them. A clear break with one of the
clearest commandments that Moses received from God: “you shall not murder.” Even the son of the owner was not spared.
They not only did not respect the son – the heir -- they threw him out and
killed him.
What is the point Jesus is trying to make? Who is the audience? And where might we be in this story of
judgement?
We live in a time where evil and wicked acts can be broadcast right into
our living rooms. There is little
escaping them. Cell phone footage. Endless YouTube clips. Today we will pray a
litany for those who died last week in Las Vegas.
A month or so ago I mentioned that I was growing weary and tired of the
news. From the responses I received at the back of the church I sensed there
were others in that camp. Since the
events of 9/11 some 16 years I have been operating under the thesis that
tragedy at that scale can bring about some really bad theology. The kind of theology that can make one feel
that we are powerless to act in a world where cruelty wages war with goodness.
I have accumulated some go-to responses over these years.
“Be not afraid.” Echoing
Jesus. I would cite how many times Jesus
brought calm to a moment of panic and fear.
Promising to be us until the end of the ages, the Risen Christ stood in
the breach with his believers and declared that death and evil will not
overcome us.
I have also gone the naming evil route.
Admitting that we in Episcopal Church don’t talk about a personified
devil, any mention of evil is the writ-large kind -- left for institutional
ism’s like racism or the phobias that distort our appreciation of the fullness
of humanity: xenophobia or homophobia.
Citing the baptismal covenant, we strive to persevere in resisting
evil. At times, we have to name evil
acts.
Another thing I’ve done is to focus on goodness. Small – random or
intentional – acts of kindness to the people we meet every day to remind us how
we are connected. How humanity is still
connected and that we are to see in the other and our neighbor the good we hope
to achieve in our own lives.
The medieval Italian St. Catherine of Siena wrote this: “keep in mind
that each of you has your own vineyard. But everyone is joined to your
neighbors’ vineyard without dividing lines. They are so joined together, in
fact, that you cannot do good or evil for yourself without doing the same for
your neighbors.”
For me, I try not
to confuse optimism with hope. Am I
optimistic that our political leaders will find the common ground necessary to try
to seek some kind of compromise on a whole range of issues – including if it at
a possible to prevent another Las Vegas from happening? Optimistic no. Hopeful yes.
Dr. Cornell West, a fixture on television during turbulent times, makes
a claim for what he calls ‘audacious hope.’ “And it’s not optimism. I’m in no
way an optimist. Optimism is a notion that there’s sufficient evidence that
would allow us to infer that if we keep doing what we’re doing, things will get
better. I don’t believe that. I’m a prisoner of hope, that’s something else.”
In facing what we face today – dislocation, division, uncertainly, and
fear stoked by acts of terror and hate -- I put in a plug for church and
worship. I’ve said: we need each other. To lean on in crises, to celebrate
joys, to open us our spaces to the wider community, and to grow from the exercise
and discipline of prayer. Ancient meets
modern: sing, pray, break bread, visit the lonely, be filled with God’s spirit
and go out into the world a little bit more whole and hope-filled than when we
entered this space.
The judgement of the parable of the wickedly wicked tenants is
harsh. “The Kingdom of God will be taken
away from you and given to a people that produces the fruits of the
kingdom.” “And when the chief priests
and the Pharisees heard this, they realized that he was speaking about them.”
One of the harshest criticisms that one can make of another is to call
that person careless. To entrust something
of value to a friend, who forgets about it or breaks it. To enter into a
relationship with another person and to squander their trust with
deception.
While some might hear the Ten Commandments as God wagging God’s finger
at humanity to keep them from messing up, they can also be seen as ways to care
for our relation with God and each other.
Be faithful to the one who gave us live.
Take care of the relationships that make up our lives: don’t lie, be
envious, take what is not yours, keep the promises we make. Respect life in all of its forms.
We are given this one life.
Remember that Christians believe in Resurrection not reincarnation. This
is our turn in God’s vineyard. Let us
take good care of what we’ve been given.
Let us not reject those who come to us with words that we need to hear:
peace over war. Trust over fear. Love
over hate. Open hearts vs. closed minds.
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