Sunday, June 14, 2015

The Greatest of All Shrubs

St. Paul’s Church in Bergen, Jersey City NJ
Church of the Incarnation, Jersey City NJ
June 14, 2015

Year B, Proper 6: The Fourth Sunday after Pentecost
1 Samuel 15:34-16:13
Psalm 20
2 Corinthians 5:6-17
Mark 4:26-34

The Greatest of All Shrubs

            Like most, if not all, of us, I’ve been trying to save a couple of bucks where I can.
            A couple of weeks ago I realized that I had fallen into the expensive and waist-expanding habit of going out for lunch pretty much every day. One day it was a couple of slices from Prince of Pizza. Another day I’d walk to the VIP or drive down to the Brownstone.
            You know how it goes.
            I got into this habit because, to be honest, sometimes it feels good to get off the St. Paul’s campus, where I both live and work, after all.
            And, also to be honest, I got into this habit out of laziness. It’s nice to have someone else prepare and serve me lunch!
            But, I realized that this doing a number on my wallet – and was probably not a healthy choice.
            So, I decided to buy bread and cold cuts and make lunch for myself at home as much as possible.
            You’re impressed, I know.
            The other day I prepared a roast beef sandwich on good bread and to top it off I slathered some spicy brown mustard on my creation.
            I bit into that sandwich made by my own hands in the comfort of the dining room table of the rectory – my own home – and it tasted so good.
            Hungry, yet?
            Well, I remembered that delicious mustard-slathered sandwich when I began to reflect on today’s gospel passage from Mark.
            One thing we know for sure about Jesus is that he taught using parables, which are short – sometimes very short – stories that contain multiple meanings.
            Jesus probably told the same parables over and over in different places, with different people, probably changing some of the details to suit particular audiences.
            And, he used images that the people around him would have experienced or at least known about, though almost always with at least one twist, and some exaggeration, and even some humor.
            Today we heard two parables, both about seeds.
            And, in both cases, Jesus teaches that God is responsible for the growth.
            God has given us the job to plant seeds - our job is to plant seeds – even very small seeds – and God takes those small seeds and provides growth.
            Two thousand years later, even here in gritty Jersey City, we can all still appreciate the image. We see it happening right here in our church garden.
            Today I’d like to focus on the second parable, the Parable of the Mustard Seed.
            In this parable, we hear Jesus using some exaggeration and humor.
            His listeners in the First Century would have known very well that mustard seeds, though small, are not the smallest.
            And, the “greatest of all shrubs” – well, that’s kind of funny, isn’t it?
            When I think “great” I imagine the majestic redwoods of California, or the towering trees of the Amazon rainforest, not a shrub standing just a few feet off the ground.
            I bet the first hearers of the parable would have chuckled at that “greatest of all shrubs” business.
            Who knew, this rabbi, this Jesus of Nazareth, he’s funny!
            But the first hearers of this parable would have known a few other things, too.
            They knew about mustard plants.
            They knew that birds did sometimes take shelter in these shrubs.
            They knew that mustard could be used as a medicine to heal.
            And, they knew that mustard was delicious, adding spice to bland food.
            The kingdom of God is like a little mustard seed that grows into a shrub, providing shelter, healing, and spice.
            And, that’s who we’re supposed to be.
            The Church – our church – is meant to offer people a taste of the kingdom of God right here on Duncan Avenue, right here on Storms Avenue.
            We plant little seeds and God grows us into a shrub providing shelter, healing, and spice.
            Each time we truly welcome the stranger – especially when it’s somebody different than us, someone we might be inclined to distrust or dislike  - each time we truly welcome a stranger with a smile, a handshake, with genuine care and interest, we plant a seed.
            Each time we reach out to someone who’s struggling – to the person who is facing illness or even death, the person who is reeling from a broken relationship, who’s lost the love of their lives, the person who can’t pay the bills, the person who’s homeless or addicted – each time we reach out to a person who’s struggling, we plant a seed.
            Each time we live the faith that is within us – when we live joyfully knowing that there is a God who knows each one of us intimately and loves us no matter what we do or don’t do – each time we live joyfully knowing that God loves us enough to come among us in and through Jesus of Nazareth – each time we live joyfully knowing the Easter truth that love conquers death, that love wins - each time we sing out our faith even if we can’t carry a tune – each time we live our Christian life with zest – each time we live the faith that is in us - we plant a seed.
            Now, the truth is we are never going to be a mega-church with thousands and thousands of members – a grand cathedral that people will pay money to tour and take pictures of our windows and statues - we’re never going to be a magnificent redwood.
            No, that’s not us.
            You and I, we’re called to just plant our little seeds – and let God grow us into the greatest of all shrubs – just big enough for the birds to take shelter in our branches.
            We just have to let God grow us into delicious mustard – so we can provide shelter, healing, and spice for all the people out there looking for home, looking for health, and looking for joy.
            With God’s help, together, we can be the greatest of all shrubs.
            And that’s no joke.
            Amen.