you greedy sodComments Off
Apologies for the title, but that’s what I got when I read today’s Gospel. (Lk 12:13-21)
It’s the parable of the rich fool. I’m reminded of a woman I once met whose sole ambition was to own a second sewing machine. Seems quite a small desire on the surface, but the reality was she wanted to start a small sweat shop, and exploit someone else so that her standard of living would be better.
To be honest this is a hard one isn’t it?
And it was no easier in Jesus’ day. Sometimes when I look at some of the rich evangelists, ministers and other men and women of God, I feel sick to my stomach. There is no need and certainly no justification for living a life of luxury, owning several homes, jaccuzis, five star hotel requests etc etc, but then I’m convicted of envy too. When push comes to shove would I like many of the comforts they have? Of course I would. Do I need them? No, I don’t!
So what then is the moral of today’s teaching. What is it that God wants you and I to take away from it? It’s simple really -the by line of the parable could read. Stop taking matters into your own hands. Trust in God.
And while I might not be a rich farmer and have excess to store for tomorrow, the by line of the parable hits home. All too often I take things into my own hands - rather than resting on God’s promises.
I’ve been singing Don Moen’s song God will make a way over and over in my head this week. You see He has promised to make a way for us, when there seems to be no other way - but it’s the second part of that equation that we miss. Am I still futilely trying to be self sufficient, putting my faith in a system or somone else, or am I putting all of my trust in God? He says there is always enough. Do I have faith in Him and His promises, or do I rake up extra manna just in case, or like the foolish wise man try to put enough aside for a rainy day?
I’m not advocating we should be bad stewards - but I so long to have a budget of faith personally, I long to have more of a vision to reach out to those who have less than I do, no longer fearful that tomorrow I won’t have enough for myself. Don’t you? I want to build up a store of good things for God - as Heidi Baker puts it - arrive at heaven with more than one shrivelled up grape in my hand!