William H. Willimon - "God, the Thief" (November 17, 1996)
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| - | The third lesson is from the Gospel | 0:09 |
| according to Saint Matthew. | 0:11 | |
| Jesus said, for it is as if a man going on a journey | 0:14 | |
| summoned his slaves and entrusted his property to them. | 0:19 | |
| To one he gave five talents, to another two, | 0:23 | |
| to another one, to each according to his ability, | 0:28 | |
| then he went away. | 0:31 | |
| The one who had received the five talents went off at once | 0:34 | |
| and traded with them and made five more talents. | 0:38 | |
| In the same way, the one who had the two talents | 0:41 | |
| made two more talents, but the one who had received | 0:45 | |
| the one talent went off and dug a hole in the ground | 0:49 | |
| and hid his master's money. | 0:53 | |
| After a long time, the master of those slaves came | 0:55 | |
| and settled accounts with them. | 0:58 | |
| Then the one who had received the five talents came forward | 1:01 | |
| bringing five more talents, saying, | 1:05 | |
| master, you handed over to me five talents. | 1:08 | |
| See, I have made five more talents. | 1:11 | |
| His master said to him, well done, | 1:14 | |
| good and trustworthy slave. | 1:17 | |
| You have been trustworthy in a few things. | 1:19 | |
| I will put you in charge of many things. | 1:22 | |
| Enter into the joy of your master. | 1:24 | |
| And the one with the two talents also came forward saying, | 1:28 | |
| master, you handed over to me two talents. | 1:31 | |
| See, I have made two more talents. | 1:36 | |
| His master said to him, well done, | 1:38 | |
| good and trustworthy slave. | 1:41 | |
| You have been trustworthy in a few things. | 1:43 | |
| I will put you in charge of many things. | 1:45 | |
| Enter into the joy of your master. | 1:48 | |
| Then the one who had received the one talent also came | 1:51 | |
| forward saying, master, I knew you were a harsh man, | 1:54 | |
| reaping where you did not sow, | 1:59 | |
| and gathering where you did not scatter seed. | 2:01 | |
| So I was afraid, and I went | 2:04 | |
| and hid your talent in the ground. | 2:06 | |
| Here you have what is yours. | 2:08 | |
| But his master replied, you wicked and lazy slave. | 2:11 | |
| You knew, did you, that I reap where I did not sow, | 2:16 | |
| and gather where I did not scatter? | 2:19 | |
| Then you ought to have invested my money with the bankers | 2:21 | |
| and on my return I would have received what was my own | 2:25 | |
| with interest. | 2:28 | |
| So take the talent from him and give it to the one | 2:29 | |
| with the 10 talents, for to all those who have more will | 2:33 | |
| be given and they will have an abundance. | 2:37 | |
| But from those who have nothing | 2:40 | |
| even what they have will be taken away. | 2:43 | |
| As for this worthless slave, throw him | 2:46 | |
| into the outer darkness, where there | 2:49 | |
| will be weeping and gnashing of teeth. | 2:50 | |
| This is the word of the Lord. | 2:54 | |
| - | Praise be to God. | 2:56 |
| - | But you beloved are not in darkness | 3:09 |
| for that day to surprise you like a thief. | 3:13 | |
| Paul in his letter to the Thessalonians | 3:22 | |
| compares the advent of God into our world | 3:26 | |
| to the break in of a burglar. | 3:29 | |
| What does he mean by that? | 3:35 | |
| How tough she is upon us, Flannery O'Connor, | 3:42 | |
| and yet Flannery O'Connor says that she writes | 3:47 | |
| the way she does because there is this crust around us, | 3:50 | |
| a crust of self delusion that she's got to break through | 3:54 | |
| with shock. | 3:58 | |
| She wrote a short story that Andy Baxter called | 4:01 | |
| to my attention called The Turkey. | 4:07 | |
| You ever read it? | 4:10 | |
| Out playing in the woods one day Ruller, a boy of 11, | 4:13 | |
| comes upon a wounded turkey that somebody has shot. | 4:18 | |
| It's hopping about in the brush | 4:21 | |
| and with some effort Ruller captures the turkey. | 4:24 | |
| He hoists it up on his back, | 4:29 | |
| and he makes his way back toward town. | 4:31 | |
| He thinks to himself, | 4:35 | |
| this turkey is some kind of sign. | 4:38 | |
| Maybe God sent this turkey so that I could, | 4:42 | |
| it's like a gift from God, and when people see me | 4:47 | |
| with this huge turkey, they're gonna be impressed. | 4:50 | |
| They're gonna notice me. | 4:54 | |
| They're gonna come out and say Ruller, | 4:56 | |
| where'd you get that big turkey? | 4:58 | |
| He thinks, yeah, this is a sign from God. | 5:03 | |
| God doesn't want me to grow up like my older brother | 5:05 | |
| and go bad, so he sent me this turkey. | 5:08 | |
| I'm special. | 5:11 | |
| Ruller suddenly wanted to do something for God. | 5:13 | |
| He thought, if I meet a poor man I'll give him this nickel | 5:15 | |
| I've got in my pocket. | 5:18 | |
| I'll do that for God. | 5:19 | |
| Even his abusive father, Ruller thought, | 5:22 | |
| will be forced to recognize me. | 5:26 | |
| He will say, that is some bird you got there, Ruller. | 5:31 | |
| That is a turkey. | 5:36 | |
| He comes into town and sure enough people come out, | 5:38 | |
| stand on their porches. | 5:41 | |
| They say, Ruller, where'd you get that turkey? | 5:43 | |
| He bears it proudly, its head bobbing along as he walks | 5:47 | |
| in the town. | 5:51 | |
| On one of the side streets toward, going towards home, | 5:53 | |
| a group of older boys come up to him. | 5:58 | |
| Ruller, where'd you get that turkey? | 6:01 | |
| Can we hold it? | 6:04 | |
| And Ruller proudly hands it over to them. | 6:06 | |
| In a moment they are headed down the street | 6:10 | |
| and before Ruller knows what's happening they are gone | 6:14 | |
| with the turkey. | 6:18 | |
| And Flannery O'Connor says, he ran toward home | 6:22 | |
| like something dark and terrible was after him. | 6:27 | |
| Paul writes to the Thessalonians don't you let God jump you | 6:37 | |
| like a thief in the night. | 6:42 | |
| God, a thief? | 6:47 | |
| What's, what's going on there? | 6:53 | |
| Well, look at us. | 6:58 | |
| We build this chapel to appear about 600 years older | 7:01 | |
| than it really is. | 7:07 | |
| Everything is big and heavy. | 7:09 | |
| Ever notice that about church furniture? | 7:12 | |
| It's always heavier than it needs to be. | 7:14 | |
| Fixed, permanent, thick. | 7:17 | |
| Oh, we so long for immutability, | 7:22 | |
| particularly when it comes to religion. | 7:25 | |
| Look at us. | 7:30 | |
| When one of us falls we invariably say that | 7:32 | |
| death was unexpected. | 7:37 | |
| But is it really? | 7:42 | |
| Last summer, close of the summer, one last afternoon | 7:47 | |
| at the beach before returning home and to school, | 7:52 | |
| went out on the porch as the sun was setting. | 7:56 | |
| There were four young adults cavorting in the surf | 8:00 | |
| about 100 yards from us. | 8:04 | |
| You could hear them shouting and laughing. | 8:06 | |
| We did not notice when their shouts of joy | 8:10 | |
| turned to terrified screams. | 8:14 | |
| But a crowd gathered and we looked over in the surf | 8:20 | |
| and one of them was pointing down and was bobbing up | 8:24 | |
| and down and diving and people waded, | 8:27 | |
| joined hands, waded out into the surf, | 8:30 | |
| and in just a moment | 8:33 | |
| he came bearing the body of his friend, | 8:35 | |
| and he collapsed on the beach and wept. | 8:42 | |
| How quickly these things happen. | 8:49 | |
| How thin that veneer, | 8:53 | |
| that crust of permanence | 8:56 | |
| separating death from life. | 9:00 | |
| Oh, there are days like today when the sun shines | 9:05 | |
| and life appears anchored. | 9:08 | |
| But then how quickly there is that late night phone call, | 9:12 | |
| there is that X-ray with the spot upon the lungs, | 9:16 | |
| there is that slight burning sensation in the chest. | 9:20 | |
| Look at us. | 9:28 | |
| There will always be a tomorrow, we say. | 9:31 | |
| But we lie. | 9:36 | |
| There will always be one day when there is not a tomorrow. | 9:40 | |
| Life ends. | 9:44 | |
| We are terminal. | 9:46 | |
| The only permanent fact | 9:49 | |
| of human life is its impermanence. | 9:52 | |
| Oh, and how we hate, avoid, deny this. | 9:58 | |
| Look at us. | 10:04 | |
| Russian poet Isaac Babel was arrested | 10:08 | |
| by the Soviets in 1930. | 10:12 | |
| The poet was deprived of food and brutally beaten for days, | 10:15 | |
| until, until at last his captors won from him | 10:21 | |
| the words that would seal his doom | 10:26 | |
| and send him to Siberia. | 10:29 | |
| At last they got him to sign a statement saying | 10:31 | |
| the worst, most traitorous thing you could say | 10:35 | |
| about the Soviet Union, namely, that the Soviet state | 10:38 | |
| is quote, temporary, relative, | 10:43 | |
| and unstable in nature. | 10:46 | |
| That was the cardinal political sin, to doubt | 10:52 | |
| that the Soviet state would last 1,000 years. | 10:57 | |
| Now, I don't know if you were here the first | 11:06 | |
| of last December, but if you were, | 11:08 | |
| we opened the church year with a story from Jesus. | 11:11 | |
| Jesus says, the day of the Lord comes to you without warning | 11:17 | |
| like a thief in the night. | 11:23 | |
| Maybe Paul was quoting Jesus when he wrote | 11:25 | |
| what he did to the Thessalonians. | 11:27 | |
| Jesus continued with a parable. | 11:30 | |
| But understand this, if the owner of the house | 11:32 | |
| had known what hour the thief was coming | 11:35 | |
| he would have stayed awake. | 11:40 | |
| He would have not let his house be broken into. | 11:42 | |
| And today's epistle to the Thessalonians | 11:48 | |
| compares the advent of God to a thief. | 11:51 | |
| Paul says to the Thessalonians, don't let God | 11:57 | |
| jump you like a thief. | 12:00 | |
| By my count, four times in the New Testament | 12:04 | |
| God is called a thief. | 12:07 | |
| Twice in the Book of Revelation God says, | 12:12 | |
| I will come to you like a thief. | 12:16 | |
| Now, I dare say you may be attracted to other images of God, | 12:21 | |
| God the good shepherd, God the waiting father, | 12:27 | |
| God the mother hen who gathers her chicks under her wings. | 12:31 | |
| But God a thief? | 12:38 | |
| We'd had a wonderful day in Paris. | 12:45 | |
| I had preached that morning in the American church in Paris, | 12:49 | |
| preaching in, in broken English, | 12:54 | |
| and then we had spent the afternoon exploring Versailles, | 12:57 | |
| the grounds, the palace, and late evening we returned | 13:01 | |
| to the city and we were getting on the metro | 13:04 | |
| and this, I felt this push at my back, | 13:08 | |
| and in an instant I turned around and I felt for my wallet | 13:11 | |
| and it was gone, and as the metro moved out of the station | 13:15 | |
| I looked and I could see the thief bounding up the steps. | 13:20 | |
| In one moment, he had gotten our money, | 13:26 | |
| our (mumbles) passes, the passports, | 13:31 | |
| the identification, everything. | 13:34 | |
| I had said to the children, | 13:35 | |
| you give me your passports today. | 13:37 | |
| I don't trust you with those passports. | 13:39 | |
| On the way back to the hotel one of the children said | 13:44 | |
| to Patsy, I thought dad was going to cry | 13:50 | |
| when he realized his wallet was gone. | 13:53 | |
| She said, he wanted to, he... | 13:55 | |
| How do you feel when a thief has entered your life? | 14:01 | |
| Violated, that's the word I hear people use most often | 14:08 | |
| when they've been burglarized or mugged. | 14:13 | |
| I felt violated. | 14:15 | |
| That safe, secure, stable sanctuary of the home | 14:17 | |
| never feels quite so safe once | 14:25 | |
| there's been a thief. | 14:29 | |
| And intruders had the gall to finger | 14:32 | |
| your most intimate possessions. | 14:35 | |
| I have seen people after some thief has burglarized | 14:37 | |
| their home, I have seen people never be able really | 14:42 | |
| to go home again. | 14:45 | |
| They had to move afterwards. | 14:46 | |
| To this day, I feel negative | 14:48 | |
| if you'll say the word Paris to me. | 14:51 | |
| Oh, but look at us. | 14:58 | |
| We build this church bigger, heavier than it has to be. | 15:01 | |
| We take out insurance. | 15:07 | |
| I'm squirreling away money not to be spent 'til | 15:09 | |
| 20, 30 years from now. | 15:12 | |
| I'm holding on tight. | 15:14 | |
| There's a guard at the door. | 15:16 | |
| There's a electronic security fence surrounding us. | 15:18 | |
| But then there's the thief. | 15:22 | |
| The thief, and how different the world looks | 15:27 | |
| after the thief. | 15:33 | |
| The thief is a grim reminder of a truth | 15:38 | |
| I am reluctant to face. | 15:40 | |
| Who am I kidding? | 15:45 | |
| The stuff, the life, | 15:48 | |
| it all hangs by a fragile thread. | 15:53 | |
| The loved ones I cluster so securely about me | 15:58 | |
| are but temporary residents | 16:03 | |
| here as am I. | 16:05 | |
| The things, the things I accumulate and hoard | 16:09 | |
| and insure and secure oh, they are depreciating | 16:14 | |
| and decaying and devaluing even as I speak. | 16:19 | |
| Thus, Psalm 90 says, | 16:23 | |
| we are like grass. | 16:30 | |
| We're like grass which flourishes in the morning | 16:33 | |
| but the sun comes out. | 16:37 | |
| By evening, it fades and withers. | 16:38 | |
| Or, as Paul put it, | 16:45 | |
| be enlightened. | 16:49 | |
| Don't let God catch you like a thief in the night. | 16:51 | |
| Now, there are more attractive, appealing images of God, | 16:57 | |
| I'll grant you. | 17:02 | |
| But few more truthful. | 17:05 | |
| And maybe few more life giving than this. | 17:09 | |
| How is it possible for our first hymn, | 17:14 | |
| words of Saint Francis, how is it possible to speak | 17:18 | |
| of death as a sister? | 17:22 | |
| I think God is determined to have us. | 17:30 | |
| If you're looking for some coherent theme running | 17:35 | |
| through the Bible, I think you can take that as one. | 17:38 | |
| God is going to have us. | 17:42 | |
| Much, much of my holding and grasping and accumulating | 17:47 | |
| is evasion. | 17:50 | |
| I want to secure my life on my terms. | 17:53 | |
| And maybe sometimes there's no way for God to get to us | 18:00 | |
| except to just take us, | 18:03 | |
| steal us. | 18:08 | |
| And God will have us. | 18:12 | |
| Is that good news or bad? | 18:18 | |
| Is that threat or promise? | 18:20 | |
| She held up her arthritic hands to me and she said, | 18:26 | |
| look at this, God took my job, my main source of pride | 18:32 | |
| and income. | 18:37 | |
| I haven't painted in the last two years. | 18:38 | |
| And I said, what kind of theology is that? | 18:43 | |
| God didn't cause this arthritis. | 18:46 | |
| I just, you don't believe God gave you arthritis | 18:48 | |
| so you could be closer to God, do you? | 18:52 | |
| She said, well, I'm not a theologian. | 18:56 | |
| All I know is it worked. | 18:58 | |
| CS Lewis once said, I wonder if people who are always | 19:05 | |
| praying to God to intervene in our world | 19:08 | |
| really know what they're asking. | 19:12 | |
| Would they like to be there when God really does intervene? | 19:16 | |
| God, the thief. | 19:23 | |
| Well, I'll let a New Englander, a woman more genteel | 19:29 | |
| than Flannery O'Connor, but no less honest, | 19:33 | |
| I'll let her have the last word, | 19:39 | |
| Miss Dickinson of Amherst. | 19:42 | |
| I never lost as much but twice and that was in the sod. | 19:47 | |
| Twice have I stood a beggar | 19:53 | |
| before the door of God. | 19:57 | |
| Angels twice descending reimbursed my store. | 20:00 | |
| Burglar, banker, father. | 20:06 | |
| I'm poor once more. | 20:13 | |
| Did she call God | 20:18 | |
| burglar? | 20:22 |
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