Sermon

Sunday, September 21, 2008

 

“BUT THAT’S NOT FAIR, THANK GOD!”

 

The Reverend Dr. E. Neil Hunt

The United Church of Marco Island


 

“BUT THAT’S NOT FAIR, THANK GOD!”

The Reverend Dr. E. Neil Hunt

Sunday, September 21, 2008

 

 

MATTHEW 20:1-16

“For the kingdom of heaven is like a landowner who went out early in the morning to hire laborers for his vineyard. 2After agreeing with the laborers for the usual daily wage, he sent them into his vineyard. 3When he went out about nine o’clock, he saw others standing idle in the marketplace; 4and he said to them, ‘You also go into the vineyard, and I will pay you whatever is right.’ So they went. 5When he went out again about noon and about three o’clock, he did the same. 6And about five o’clock he went out and found others standing around; and he said to them, ‘Why are you standing here idle all day?’ 7They said to him, ‘Because no one has hired us.’ He said to them, ‘You also go into the vineyard.’ 8When evening came, the owner of the vineyard said to his manager, ‘Call the laborers and give them their pay, beginning with the last and then going to the first.’ 9When those hired about five o’clock came, each of them received the usual daily wage. 10Now when the first came, they thought they would receive more; but each of them also received the usual daily wage. 11And when they received it, they grumbled against the landowner, 12saying, ‘These last worked only one hour, and you have made them equal to us who have borne the burden of the day and the scorching heat.’ 13But he replied to one of them, ‘Friend, I am doing you no wrong; did you not agree with me for the usual daily wage? 14Take what belongs to you and go; I choose to give to this last the same as I give to you. 15Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to me? Or are you envious because I am generous?’ 16So the last will be first, and the first will be last.”

 

LET US PRAY: May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable to You O God, our rock and our redeemer. Amen.

 

Fred Craddock, a real preacher’s preacher, tells this story about being on an airplane back when they still had smoking and no smoking sections.  He was seated in the no smoking section, on the aisle.  Across from him sat a man who pulled out a long black cigar from his pocket and lit up!

As you might guess, soon the area all around him was filled with foul smelling smoke from his cigar.

Craddock stopped the flight attendant, a very attractive young woman, and said, “Am I in the wrong section?  I asked for no smoking.”  Realizing what he was saying, she said to the man with the cigar, “Uh, sir, this is no smoking.”  He ignored her and kept right on puffing.  Craddock complained again.  Again she reminded the man that he was in the no smoking section, and again, it did no good.

As you would guess, Craddock was infuriated.   Later on during the flight, the flight attendant was coming down the aisle with a tray of drinks.  She was right between Craddock and the man with the cigar when they hit an air pocket.  The sudden turbulence caused her to dump the drinks right into the lap of the man with the big cigar.  But that is not all. Seeking to correct her balance, this very attractive flight attendant fell backward………right into Fred Craddock’s lap.

Says, Craddock with a sly grin in his voice,  “Now, don’t tell me there’s no God.”

 

I wish life always turned out so neatly, don’t you?

I wish that the wrongdoer always got what was coming to them and the folks in the white hats always came out on top!

 

I read a story about some burglars in Essex, England some time ago, who broke into the home of a woman named Dee Blythe. After stealing everything of value from her living room, the burglars discovered a plastic bag of powder marked “Charlie.”  In England the street term for cocaine is “Charlie.”  It is also the name of Dee Blythe’s dead dog.  In a news report of the crime, Ms. Blythe is quoted as saying, “It was horrible knowing they were in my house, but the idea of them trying to get high on a dead dog’s ashes certainly made me feel a bit better.”

 

Sometimes things do sort of even out, but, many times it seems that they do not.

 

Former business leader and Chairman of Chrysler Corporation Lee Iacocca tells about an incident that occurred when he was in the sixth grade.  The incident involved the election of the captain of the student patrol, a job that he really wanted.  Iacocca lost by two votes.  The next day one of his classmates pointed out to him that the total number of votes was greater than the number of students in the class.  But when Iacocca told his teacher, she simply advised him to let the matter rest.  It was he recalls, his first lesson in the fact that life would not always be fair.

 

How many times have you and I looked at life and complained, somewhat bitterly, “Life isn’t fair.” 

Or how many times have we heard our children shout at us “But that’s not fair!”

And sometimes it seems to us that not even God play’s fair!

 

In our scripture reading for this morning we heard Jesus tell a parable about the landowner who went into the market place early one morning to hire some laborers.  This is a common practice in some rural communities even today.  Those he hired he agreed to pay the standard wage for a day’s work.

Three hours later he saw that he was going to need more laborers if the work was going to get done. So he returned to the market place and hired some more, then about noon he again found it necessary to hire more workers, then again at three o’clock, and again at five. 

Quitting time was six o’clock.  At six he had his foreman line up the laborers to be paid.  He began with those who had worked but an hour.  He paid them for a full day. Watching were the ones who had worked since six in the morning.  They were rubbing their hands together in delight.  “Wow,” they thought to themselves. “If he pays them a full day’s wage for working just part of the day, think how much more he will pay us!” When their time came, however, they also received the standard wage for one day’s work.  They were mad!  They had worked all day and they were receiving the same amount as those who had worked just one hour.

 

YOU CAN ALMOST HEAR THEM SAYING “BUT THAT’S NOT FAIR!”

 

But the landowner said, “Didn’t I pay you what we had agreed on? If I want to be more generous with these others is it not my right? Is it not my money to do with as I please?”

 

Boy, this is another one of Jesus’ hard teachings, particularly when it is applied to the subject of salvation.  Since most of us in the church feel that we are those who have labored since six o’clock in the morning, this may be one of Jesus’ most difficult teachings for us to accept.

Is it true?  Can a person be an absolute scoundrel right up until the moment of their death and then repent and receive the gift of eternal life as if they had been a saint for their whole life?

That is the way this scripture is most often interpreted.

 

Ty Cobb, that great Detroit Tiger, is generally regarded as one of the greatest baseball players of all time.  When he was inducted into the Hall of Fame back in 1936, he received the most votes of any player on the Ballot.  Ty Cobb is widely credited with setting 90 Major League Baseball records during his career. He still holds several records, including the highest career batting average, .366, and the most career batting titles. He retained many other records for almost a half century or more, including most career hits, most career runs, most career games played and at bats, and the modern record for most career stolen bases.  However, as most baseball fans know, Ty Cobb was not a very nice man.  He was an overt racist, and he was mean and surly on the baseball diamond. He would not be on anyone’s list for preferred role models.  In 1961, Ty Cobb lay dying.  Reportedly a minister came to Ty Cobb’s bedside during this difficult time and urged him to repent. Ty Cobb looked up from his deathbed and said, “You’re not telling me that a whole life of sin can be done away with by a deathbed repentance, are you?”  The minister assured Ty Cobb that it could.  So on that day, Ty Cobb repented and very shortly afterward died.  Our faith tells us that Ty Cobb was given the gift of eternal life!

 

Now I know what some of you are thinking as you sit there this morning:  why not, then, just go ahead and live a life of sin and wait until the very last moment to repent?  I mean, after all, if we are all going to get the same reward, then why not just party hearty right up until you can’t party anymore and then repent?  This teaching by the way is not exclusively a Christian teaching. Our Jewish friends wrestle with this same question.

 

Herman Wouk, in his book, this is My God: The Jewish Way Of Life, tells a story about his grandfather, a learned and pious Jew.  His grandfather had in his apartment a lodger less learned than himself, and much fiercer in piety.  One day when they were studying the laws of repentance together, the lodger burst from his room.  “WHAT!” he said.  “The atheist guzzles whiskey and eats pork and wallows with his women all his life long, and then repents that day before he dies and stands guiltless?” while I spend a lifetime trying to please God?”  The grandfather pointed to the book.  “So it is written,” he said gently.  “WRITTEN!” the lodger’s roared.  “There are books and there are books.”  And he slammed the door as he walked angrily back to his room.  The lodger’s outrage seemed highly logical, says, Wouk.  Then his grandfather pointed out that canceling the past does not turn it into a record of achievement.  It leaves it blank, a waste of spilled years.  A man had better return, he said, while time remains to write a life worth scanning.   And since no man knows his day of death, the time to get a grip on his life is the first hour when the impulse strikes him.

It is a fascinating question, and, on the surface, it can be troubling. Why turn to God now?  Why not just wait? A Rabbi said, “Turn to God one day before your death.” His disciples said, “How can a man know the day of his death?” The Rabbi answered them, “Then you should turn to God today, perhaps you may die tomorrow, thus every day will be employed in returning.”

 

So how would you answer such a question?  Why not go ahead and live a life of sin and just wait until the very last moment to repent?

I don’t think that question is as difficult to answer, as it at first seems.

First of all, the question assumes that a life of sin is more desirable than a life of faith.  Why else would we be concerned about waiting until the last moment?

But let me ask you another question: What would you change about your life if you knew there were no heaven and no hell? 

Would you be less loving toward your family?

Would you cheat on your spouse?

Would you be dishonest in your business dealings?

I really don’t think so.

The old saying that “virtue is its own reward” is true.

 

There are other reasons that we maintain our wedding vows, run our businesses in an ethical way, and love our families besides the fear of hell.  We seek to live virtuous lives not out of fear, but because we have looked around and seen that the moral life is truly the best way for the world to live.  We cannot imagine a world without moral values or family ties. 

Oh sure, we all joke about the attractiveness of sin, but deep down in our own hearts we know that a life of sin only leads to dissolution and destruction of everything that is good and lasting and ultimately satisfying in this world of ours.

 

So what would you honestly change about your life if you knew that there was no heaven or no hell? 

I suspect that you would change very little. 

Oh some of you are probably sitting there thinking that you wouldn’t sit through any more boring sermons if you had that knowledge! 

Did I hear an Amen?

Actually, if it is the fear of judgment that brings you to church every week, you probably do not get much out of worship anyway.

When we come to the mature realization that we seek to do right not to please an angry God, but because it really is in our own best interest to do right, then we no longer envy the scoundrel who makes that deathbed confession.  Indeed, we might pity them for taking so long to see what we have known all along.

It has been said by someone that “No one ever repented on their deathbed of being a Christian!” and it is true.

No, we are not perfect, but we are wise enough to see that there are certain laws, moral laws, spiritual laws, if you will, that govern this universe as surely as does the law of gravity. 

By the grace of God we do right not because we fear hell, but because in the long run it is in our best interest and in the best interest of those we love and in the best interest of this world that we all live in!

 

I think there is yet a second question that comes out of our scripture reading this morning:  IF GOD WANTS TO BE GENEROUS WITH OTHERS, THEN SHOULDN’T WE REJOICE?

Those who had worked in the vineyard all day would not have been at all dissatisfied with what they had received if they had not compared their wages with what the others had received.  There is something very human about that.

What is there within us that judges our lives not on the basis of what we have received, but on the basis of what we have received in relation to others?  Of course, when that gift happens to be the gift of grace and salvation, the principle is even more critical. Shall we who have been saved by grace not rejoice whenever any person receives that grace as well, whether they receive it as a child, as a teenager, or at 98 after a life of total degradation?

Here is a truth that we all have been told repeatedly:

NONE OF US DESERVES THE GIFT OF GRACE!

That is why we sing with so much joy, “Amazing grace how sweet the sound!

We sing because it is indeed amazing!

A righteous God accepts you and me just as we are, just as if we had never done anything wrong in our entire life!

Life is not fair because it is rooted in grace!

Life is not fair, thank God!

Amen.