Sunday, July 30, 2017

Dijon on the Farm (Matthew 13:31 - 33)


        Anybody here ever planted a seed? How about baked a loaf of bread? Well, then, these parables should resonate with you, just a little anyway . . . But there's one big difference between what we do here in the21st century and what they did in Jesus' day, the 1st century. In ancient agronomic societies, planting and baking weren't recreational activities. They weren't a matter of want-to, but a matter of have-to, a matter of need. Oh, I know ...many people who garden eat what they grow, and what other reason but to eat it would somebody bake bread? But most of us don't have to do those things, we can just run out to Kroger's for some veggies or bread. And if we want something a bit fancier, well there's always Panera Bread to do your baking.

        But when planting and baking are necessary for survival, it becomes work, it becomes drudgery . . . It involved a lot of bending over: in the hot sun to fold seed into the ground, and in front of the gaping maw of a hot, manure-fired oven, with no air conditioning in sight. So that's the first thing about these two parables: they described foundational activities, planting and baking, baking and planting foundational to 1st century life. If you wanted wheat, someone in the family--usually the men--had to put the seed in the ground the self. If you wanted bread, someone--usually the women-- had to bake it themselves.

        The second thing to notice is that together, these parables are are aimed at a broad cross-section of people. They have men covered--they're the ones doing the planting--as well as women, because they're the ones doing the baking. Again, it's different today: it's not nearly so cut-and-dried. Seed-planters--gardeners--are at least as likely to be women these days as men, and there are some fine, male bakers who. In 2010, all of Great Britain was shocked--shocked, I tell you!--when a man won the first Great British Bake Off, and last year, there were as many male contestants as female . . what is the world coming to?

        So we have "women's work" and "men's work" covered, and they're both, backbreaking activities crucial for survival, and that would seem to be the extent of the parallels between the,. After all, there's not a lot of similarities between planting and baking, except for the fact that without the first the second would be impossible. So why are they back-to-back, and more importantly, in what way is God's reign--called by Jesus here the Kingdom of Heaven?

        Well, one interpretation is suggested by the text itself: the mustard seed "is the smallest of all the seeds, but when it has grown it is the greatest of shrubs and becomes a tree." And this is certainly true: if you google middle eastern mustard plants, you'll see be-turbaned individuals standing in front of towering plants that spread riotously behind them. Indeed, a little, tiny seed yields big plant-dividends, providing all kinds of room for birds of the air, and most anything else.

        As far as the bread-making goes, we are handicapped just a little by our translation: the Greek word translated here as "yeast" is actually "leaven:" a baker would save just a little of the dough from the last batch to leaven the current one. Exactly like with sourdough today, dough would be saved from day to day," but the analogy between mustard seeds and leaven is the same. A tiny pinch would be folded into the bread--like the seed is folded into the soil?--making a large amount of bread, capable of feeding whole family, giving them a way to live just as the mustard plant gives birds a place to live.

        That's one layer of interpretation, and it has certainly been preached that way: I belief I did it here the last time this passage rolled around. The kingdom of heaven is like planting a mustard seed and folding yeast into dough because from extremely small beginnings--just a tiny nudge, a near invisible presence, great things, surprising things, take shape.

        But here's the thing: in the ancient Middle East, mustard plants were noxious weeds, and nobody would be caught dead planting one in their garden. In fact, rabbinic law--the Law of Diverse Kinds--prohibits planting mustard. Why? Because if you do so, the mustard quickly jumps rows, mixing with the other plants, violating prohibitions in the Torah about mixing things of different kinds. Thus, mustard plants were considered unclean, or at least leading up to it.

        In a similar way, leaven was considered evil, and perhaps unclean: everywhere it is mentioned, with the possible exception of this parable, it has evil connotations. In Leviticus, a person who eats leavened bread during Passover is to be cut off from the fellowship of Israel. Perhaps this is why in this parable--again contrary to our translation--the Greek original says the woman "hid" the leaven in the dough.

        So: here you have a couple of bad actors which, if not actually unclean are on speaking terms with the concept, and like Jacob--the little weasel who founded Israel--their disreputable presence creates great and wondrous things. And that's another layer of interpretation of these two parables: what is considered unclean by the religious establishment--and I'd expand that to polite society in general--what's often unacceptable by the establishment is often just what is used to further the kingdom of God. In fact, God--the author and creator of all--is the one who put it there, who hid it in the dough, who buried it in the soil of the universe.  The Bible is full of examples--Abraham himself, the uber-patriarch of both the Hebrews and the Muslims, doesn't act particularly honorably much of the time. The prostitute Rahab saves the day by keeping Joshua's spies safe from the King of Jericho, and the woman at the well, who had had five husbands, becomes the first evangelist. Over and over, God uses the most fragile vessels, the least of these to sew the seeds of the kingdom.

        But wait--there's more! In Christian metaphysics--metaphysics is the study of the spiritual, unseen structure of the cosmos--the realms of the divine are said to be perpendicular, at right angles to our our horizontal existence, our existence in the worldly plane. We live out our lives on solid, horizontal ground--this is before the invention of flight, a time when living in the vertical plane meant falling of a cliff--we live out lives in the horizontal, and a tree reaches upward, symbolizing the vertical dimensions, the realms of the divine.

        Scholar Lynn Bauman tells us that image of a tree is universal across cultures and histories . . . Depending on the culture, the image of the Tree varies by species, but the upshot remains the same: at the heart of the universe is a living entity which, like a tree, has grown from something small. And we are all--not just the birds of the air but all of creation--shielded by its leaves. We move in and out of its branches and are nourished by its fruit. We build our nests in its boughs, and raise our young in the shelter of its limbs.
        The image of the Tree of Life is a metaphor for--it represents--the immense, magnetic and universal pole around which all cosmic reality is structured. Just like warm, abundant bread, it grows from the smallest thing, hidden by God in the dough, in the warp and weft of our lives. Where is that abundance breaking out in your life? Where do you see the kingdom exploding out, shockingly, excitingly breaking into your daily grind? And where in that daily existence do you feel sheltered, nurtured by the sun-dappled leaves of the universal Tree? I challenge you, I challenge us all, to seek it out. Because only if we seek it shall we find.
Amen.

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