17 June 2018
Text: Luke 15:1-10
In the name of +
Jesus. Amen.
Our
Lord teaches us yet again in parables.
St. Luke records three of them in this one chapter, two of which are
contained in this week’s Gospel: the Lost Sheep and the Lost Coin. The third parable is the Prodigal Son, which
is better entitled, the Lost Son.
Jesus
gives the same lesson in three different ways – which means that this is
important to understanding God and His kingdom.
The idea of being lost and then being found is crucial to Christianity.
We
may be tempted to trivialize the idea of being lost. Losing a coin and then finding it may not
seem like that big of a deal to us if we see coins as annoying and worthless
bits of change. Losing a sheep may be
hard for us to relate to, given that few of us are animal herders that make a
living from them. In our culture, if you
lose something, it’s usually not that big of a deal. We can always get it replaced on Amazon with
two-day shipping.
But
these parables are actually timely. For
our culture is drifting away from its moorings.
Younger people are increasingly finding themselves lost. This has fueled levels of depression and
angst and risk-taking and self-injury not seen since perhaps the Lost
Generation of World War I a hundred years ago.
To
be lost is to be without a home. And one
can be homeless while living in a massive house surrounded by luxuries. This is increasingly what we see today:
people who have money and fame and the freedom to travel the world, and yet
they commit suicide. They are lost.
And
while the movers and shakers of our culture and society wring their hands
looking for explanations, once again, the answer is here in the dusty old book
that sits on the coffee table, or worse, is held up for ridicule as a silly old
myth written by dead white men to oppress everyone else. Meanwhile, Jesus will speak to anyone with
ears to hear.
Interestingly,
Jesus recounts the joy of the owner upon finding something that was lost. In the first parable, the Parable of the Lost
Sheep, we aren’t taught what the sheep thinks about it. Maybe the sheep was eyeball to eyeball with a
wolf and was happy to see the shepherd. Or
maybe the sheep finally felt free and saw the shepherd coming to take him back
as his “oppressor.” But at any rate, the
sheep is safe, and the shepherd “calls together his friends and neighbors,
saying to them, ‘rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep that was
lost.’”
In
the second story, the Parable of the Lost Coin, a woman has lost one of her ten
silver pieces. She is so motivated to
find it that she doesn’t even wait for the morning light to look for it
(remember, in those days, there were no bright electric lights to turn on and off like magic with the flick of a
switch). She spends precious oil on
lighting a dimly-burning oil lamp to search for it. “And when she has found it,” says Jesus, “she
calls together her friends and neighbors, saying, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have
found the coin that I lost.’”
In
these stories, God is represented by the shepherd and by the woman. We are the lost ones. We are the ones who need to be found. Jesus calls being found “repentance.” And what started this lesson of three stories
was the fact that self-righteous scribes and Pharisees were grumbling that
Jesus allowed some of these “found” people to join Him at the table: “This man
receives sinners and eats with them,” they gossip to one another.
Jesus
reminds them of the joy that ought to break out among everyone when the lost
are found.
Think
about when a child goes missing. The
parents become hysterical. They call the
police, who go into high gear to search the neighborhood. Social media lights up as the story goes
viral. Amber alerts are issued. There may be helicopters and canine teams dispatched. Nobody can rest until the child is found safe
and sound. And when that happens, there
is a huge sigh of relief and great joy.
There is no grumbling about the cost or the trouble expended to reunite
a little one to his or her parents.
And
think about this from the perspective of the lost one, dear friends. A lost coin might well fall through the
cracks of the floor to be buried in the dirt for the rest of time, never again
to be carried and traded, treasured and saved.
It is out of place with no hope of again being useful. A lost sheep is in grave danger of being
hunted and eaten by predators. Being
lost is not freedom; it is not liberty from an “oppressor.” Being lost is being away from the love and
kindness and protection of others, from a sense of usefulness and belonging. Being lost is to be subject to unseen
dangers. Being lost risks eternal
displacement.
Being
lost is a tragedy, dear brothers and sisters.
I recently drove a passenger home from a bar. It was on a Sunday night at midnight. One of her friends paid for the ride and
another friend came along with her to get home.
I believe that she was in her twenties.
In spite of having her whole life ahead of her, living in a nice home in
one of the richest countries of the world, having the luxury to spend time and
money on going out, she was utterly lost.
She had no friends other than her “bar friends.” She had no family, and apparently nothing to
look forward to except drinking every day.
She was suicidal.
This
is a lost sheep, a lost coin, a lost child.
This is what our Lord is talking about, dear friends. And she is far from alone.
The
problem is that she has a house, but no home.
She is free from responsibility and the demands of husband and children,
but she is actually oppressed by loneliness and despair. She knows her way around the city, but she is
lost. Hopefully, she will be found. There is One who searches diligently for
her. There is a shepherd who will leave
the ninety-nine Pharisees and scribes to seek after this one lost sheep; there
is a lady of the house who will burn the midnight oil to seek after her to
prevent her from falling through the floor.
There is a Father who gave her freedom, and even though she has misused
it, will run after her and have a feast for her when she comes back home.
So
where is home? How are the lost sheep
and coins and children found? Jesus says
that they are found in repentance: a change in mind. When we stop seeing God as a rule-maker who
imposes on us and start seeing Him as our dear Father and protector, we repent
and are found. When we stop rejecting
ourselves by rebelling against whom God made us to be, accepting ourselves as
His creature, His creation, His design, when we submit to the reality of His
will to us, we repent and are found.
When we embrace the sense of usefulness that God has given us through
creation, when we willingly provide for others out of what God has given us,
when we seek to serve rather than being served, we repent and are found.
Our
Lord Jesus had no need of repentance, and yet He endured the cross for us. He shed His blood for us. He came looking for us. He took human flesh as one of us and for all
of us. He taught us what it means to be
lost and to be found. And He, the Good
Shepherd, became the sacrificial Lamb for the sake of the lost sheep that we
are. He was betrayed for us at the cost of
some of those silver coins. He rose again
from death and returned to the Father, and proves to us that we can even
triumph over the grave, that the end of this life is not loss to the Christian,
but rather to be found to eternal glory with the Father.
And
in repentance there is joy, dear friends, in heaven and on earth, to the one who
is found and to the Finder. This joy is
also found among the rest of those who were formerly lost but who have been
found by the unrelenting love of the Father, the sacrifice of the Son, and the calling
of the Holy Spirit. Let us pray for the
lost. Let us provide a home for those
who need to hear good news. Let us be
the instruments of God in recovering the sheep that have wandered, the coins
that have rolled away, and the prodigal sons and daughters who think they have found
freedom, but instead are enslaved to despair.
And
in carrying out the work the Lord has given us to do, we too find ourselves at home.
Amen.
In the name of the Father
and of the + Son and of the Holy Spirit.
Amen.
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