Redeemer Lutheran, HB
Series A: Isaiah 55:10-13; Romans 8:12-17; Matthew 13:1-9, 18-23
The
Sower went out to sow.
Obviously, Jesus is giving us something more than an agricultural lesson. He’s
teaching in parables.
As the cliché goes, a
parable is an earthly story with a heavenly meaning. But that’s way too sappy,
not to mention a half-truth and unhelpful.
Parables are simply
stories. Metaphor. Allegory. Jesus uses these stories to communicate many
things about who He is and what He came to do - especially and most importantly
– his death and resurrection for you and for the world.
If you’re reading the
parable without that key - the crucified and risen Christ – then you better go
about re-reading it again. So maybe it’s just best that we say parables are
stories – earthly and heavenly.
I think it’s safe to
say all of Jesus’ parables are surprising stories. There’s always a twist or an
unexpected turn of events. Why? Because that’s the nature of the Gospel. That
Christ gives outrageous forgiveness for us undeserving sinners. That God
justifies the ungodly. That the Father throws a party for his lost son. That
the shepherd leaves the 99 to seek the 1. That the sower is a reckless
spend-thrift when it comes to sowing his grace and mercy.
Notice Jesus points
to our ears, not our eyes. The eyes of faith are your ears, ears that are
attentive to the voice of your Good Shepherd and not the eye-catching glamor of
the world.
Thankfully, Jesus
guides us and his disciples to the trailhead of this parable, like a legend or
key on a map. The seed is the Gospel of the kingdom, in a word the seed is
Jesus, the promised Seed. The soils are various conditions of the heart.
First there is the
seed that falls on the hard pavement. This is the hardness and stubbornness of
unbelief. The Gospel is heard, but it bounces off the pavement like a hailstone
in a mountain thunderstorm. This is the tragedy that occurs when people hear
the word of forgiveness but don’t think they have any need for it. We’ve
probably all met or known someone like that. It’s a refusal to be forgiven.
This is why we need to come to church weekly, not to fulfill some kind of
obligation to God, but to receive what he’s giving us: free forgiveness that
cracks the hardness of our sinful hearts.
Then there’s the seed
that fell on rocky, shallow soil. This is the faith that mirrors its
surroundings like a chameleon: a shallow faith based on feelings and emotions. And
this is the largest growing religion in America, especially in Christianity.
But faith based on feelings is faith without
roots, a shallow faith unable to endure the heat of persecution, hardship, and
testing. This is what happens when you use your heart as a barometer of God’s
presence and the Spirit’s working. Instead, Jesus gives you a faith that
is grounded outside of you: firmly rooted in Holy Baptism, planted in the Word,
fed to you in the Holy Supper. These gifts of Jesus are objective and don’t
change, no matter how you feel.
Just
how weedy is your soil? Ask yourself: what is it that keeps me from receiving
the Word and Supper every time they’re available? What prevents you from
hearing and gathering around Christ’s gifts? What cares and concerns are
choking you of the life given in God’s holy Word and Sacraments? Thank God for
the weed killer of his word and the seed of the Gospel which replants,
replenishes, and recreates his mercy for us.
And then there’s the seed that falls upon good soil,
soil that’s felt the plow blade. Broken and turned under soil. It yields
a harvest – one hundred, sixty, thirty. The best and fruitful soil is plowed.
Dead soil.
He’s done the same for you in Baptism. All sin in
you is buried and dies and Jesus raises you to life. Jesus takes your hardened,
rocky, weed-ridden heart; he plows it and then sows his own life, death and
resurrection and makes you good soil.
The only soil in which the seed of Gospel, that is
Jesus, is productive is dead soil. Plowed under soil. Broken down soil. Soil
that can say, “I no longer live, but Christ lives in me.” Our hearts must be
broken. Our hands emptied. Our minds cleared before the Gospel of Jesus can
bear fruit.
Soil can’t plow itself. But wouldn’t that be great?
Self-plowing soil. Gardening made easy. Of course, just ask any gardener you
know what; it takes work: digging, turning, rototilling. Hard packed soil
cannot turn itself into good soil. Rocks do not automatically clear themselves
from a field. Weeds do not pluck themselves. Sinners, children of Adam and Adam’s
sinful condition, cannot make themselves receptive to the saving Word of Jesus.
They will not let Jesus in no matter how many times He knocks. We do not
naturally and willingly repent. We must be driven to it.
The rototiller of God’s law must plow us under. We
need to be broken, turned six feet under, crushed if the Word of Jesus is going
to be fruitful in us.
“What will happen to that Word of Christ planted in
you? Will it take root, abide, and bear fruit? Will it take root in a heart like
yours, a heart that is always eager to do good…so long as it’s pleasant and
profitable for you; a heart that is consistently rejecting temptations…so long
as the temptations are to do things you don’t really enjoy anyway; a heart that
loves others…so long as they are nice to you, compliment you, and do what you
want. Will the seed of Christ, the seed of his grace and mercy, take root in a
heart like yours, a heart that is as clean as a manure pile and fertile as a
brick?
Repent. For the truth is that there is no good soil
in us. We think that compared to the hearts of the really big sinners, ours is
a beautiful English garden. We think that the Sower chose to sow his seed in us
because we’re such good and fertile soil. But that’s the lie we love to believe
for it is a lie that makes us feel good about ourselves. Repent and hear the
truth.
The truth is that
when the sower sowed his seed in you, it fell on rock-hard soil; and where
there weren’t rocks there were weeds; and where there weren’t weeds there were
birds of the air waiting to devour it. But the seed of God’s Word doesn’t look
for good soil to fall into; it creates the soil for itself, no matter how rocky
and weed-infested your heart may be.
Jesus doesn’t look
for the right kind of people to believe. He doesn’t scout out the best planting
ground for his word or take soil samples. He simply sows and lets his word do
what he promises; and it does not return void or empty. His word transforms
you. Christ, the Seed makes you alive.” (Chad Bird)
God doesn’t leave the plowed field to lie fallow. The sower sows the
seed. Recklessly. All over the place. The word is preached whether men like it
or like it not. Whether they listen or listen not. Whether they believe it or
believe it not. The Divine Sower casts the word of Jesus into your heart and
mind, the good news that in Jesus there is forgiveness, life, and salvation.
That in Jesus you are rooted in his death and resurrection by Baptism.
That in Jesus you are nourished and fed in with his body and blood.
That in Jesus you are good soil of his own making.
You are firmly
planted in Christ who has firmly planted himself in you by his Word.
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