The 28th Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year C
The goodness of God continues on to God’s
people, even in exile.
God’s goodness comes to the outcast through
Jesus.
“GIVE
AND TAKE”
“Where are the nine?” The first Presbyterian pastor I knew had a
story about this phrase. He had several
long and fruitful ministries and for one of those churches, the vote to call
him was some large number to nine. So he
used to joke, “Where are the nine?” It
was said with humor, but if you didn’t know him, you could think he meant it as
saying, “Take that, you nine, who voted against me, where are you now, ha-ha-ha?” That is not what the phrase means.
In the Gospel reading Jesus is on
his way to Jerusalem, between Samaria and Galilee. Ten people with leprosy approached him and
called out for mercy. He saw them and
told them to go show themselves to the priests.
There, they would be declared healed and fit to return to society. One came back, praising God, and thanked
Jesus. Jesus asked the question: “But
the other nine, where are they?” Some
people think this is meant to scold ungrateful people. “See the nine, you don’t want to be like them,
do you?” But I don’t think that is what
the phrase means either.
Shel Silverstein has written The Giving Tree. It is a children’s book. Well, sort of. It is the story of a tree which loved a
boy. He made crowns from her leaves and
climbed her trunk and swung from her branches and ate her apples and even
rested in her shade. As the boy grew
older he did not have time to play anymore. The boy wanted to go to the city and have fun
so needed money. The tree did not have
money and gave him her apples to sell for money. And so he left the tree. He returned later when he wanted to build a
house. And the tree was glad to see
him. The forest was the tree’s house,
but she gave the boy her branches. He
left again and returned much later, too old to play. But he was tired of life and wanted to get
away in a boat. The tree gave him her
trunk to build a boat. The boy sailed
away. The tree was happy to give, but
not really happy this time. A long time
later, the boy, now an old man, came. All
he wanted was a place to rest. He could
no longer eat her apples, but she didn’t have any more anyway. She had no braches, but he could not swing
from them. He could not climb the trunk
which she didn’t have. All she had was a
stump. So he sat down on the stump. And there they were together. And the tree was happy.
The first time I heard this story I felt some
sadness and a little anger because of a boy who only took. But now, years later, I can also see now that
there is another side. There are those
who are fulfilled by giving and as we go through life we are takers, whether we
want to be or not. Living requires that
we get what we need. Blessed, though, are those who know what their taking costs others. The greatness and
sadness of our lives is that childhood comes to an end. At the end of the book, the boy is with the
tree again. It ends as it starts, and
maybe there is not the joy of the beginning—maybe that is replaced by
contentment—but the boy and the tree are together again. But gratitude is missing from the story.
I think that is what the Gospel
reading is about as well. “Where are the
nine?” They are on their way to the
priests. They have been given the same
gift as this Samaritan who returned.
Jesus seems glad to grant this blessing to all ten. He reminds us that God is generous beyond our
imagining. We can go off on our own way
with what God gives us. God gives us
that freedom. We are not obligated or
forced to recognize the gifts. We do not
have to look up. But the Samaritan, the
one of out of ten, knows where the gifts come from. This awareness leads him to praise God. And this awareness brings him back to
Jesus. It is not that being thankful
heals him and not the others. Gratitude,
we find, is a blessing in itself. And it
connects us with the giver. The greatest
gift is the relationship. Gratitude,
knowing where things come from, it turns out, is very rare. Rare, but precious.
As we go through life, we are the
recipients of much blessing. God sends
us on our own ways, like children, with many gifts. And it is good when we see where those many
gifts come from. Then we can appreciate
them better. Then we can know who we
are. And then, we see more about God who
loves us more than we can possibly know.
That, is why we are truly grateful. Amen.
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