Adriaen Colleart (1560-1618) "The Wicked Tenants" |
To me, that theme just doesn't preach
too well. It might leave us feeling awfully smug, but I'm not sure it
draws us closer to Jesus. Besides, there's just too much us
against them going on in the world now as it is, don't you
think?
So let me try to pull something
different out of this story. As it appears in Matthew's gospel, the
landowner (that would be God if you want to get allegorical)
is a pretty cool guy. He decked out this vineyard with everything
necessary for the growing of good fruit and sustaining life. He then
leased it to tenants. Leased it—that is, he made a contract with
them. A covenant, if you will. Both sides know the score here. Alas
and alack, the tenants chose not to honor the covenant.
As always in my way of thinking, the
best didactic way to look at Jesus' parables or any of the Bible
stories would be to cast ourselves in the role of the least
sympathetic characters. So: wicked, sinful us (we?)—that's you and
me—get the role of the covenant-breakers.
But this landlord is merciful. Even
though the tenants renege on their remittance deal, the landlord
still gives them three opportunities to do the right thing. So how
come these “wretches” get put to a “miserable death?”
(By the way, I love the use of the term
“wretches.” It has a double meaning. It can mean either a person
who behaves wretchedly and is despised and scorned, or it can mean a
person who is miserable and distressed. Charity suggests (don't you
think?) that if someone behaves wretchedly it is because they are
miserable and distressed. I, for one, never met a rotten,vicious
person who seemed really happy. Have you? I mean, it's something to
think about. We bring the punishment on ourselves.)
What's wrong with these tenants? First
off, I'd say that they are ungrateful for the opportunity that the
landlord has given them. They got their daily bread, but they don't
seem to be thankful for it. There is a nasty sense of entitlement to
these wretches which leads them to greater sins. They are also void
of any sense of respect. Not only does their disrespect lead them to
ingratitude, but it leads them to violence in that they cannot see
the lives of others as being of value. Their overwhelming passion is
for gain. They are covetous and grasping. Selfish, ungrateful,
disrespectful murderers don't seem to have much of a claim on our
sympathy.
So where does this leave us? To respect
the landlord's son (yes, this is still Jesus) means to try to grasp
the enormity of God's love for us—a love so great that God can
enter into our suffering, providing us even his body and blood. This
cognition leads us to a feeling of gratitude and respect. On the
crappiest day we're ever going to have, God will still provide air
and water, light and beauty, caring individuals in our lives, and the
hope of eternity. The landlord has given us and will give us
everything we need to bear fruit in our lives and be a blessing to
others. And he asks so little in return—only that we find love in
our hearts to do the right thing.
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