This past Thursday, at the
Thomas-Davis Lions Club meeting, we heard a presentation by the director of the
One of the things Sarah has
been doing to pass the time these weeks is to watch these Nanny shows on TV,
and it’s much the same story there. A family is in crisis, Mom and Dad can’t
handle the kids anymore, so they hire one of these nannies who have worked with
some of the most powerful families in the world, and they come in and put
things right. Consistently, on these programs, the problem is discipline. There
are no rules, and much of the work the nanny does is to teach the parents how
to behave, to remind them that their job as such is to maintain order and
discipline in the household. They’re never happy to discover that they’re the
cause of the problems, and are often very reluctant to make the changes
necessary.
One of the major reasons for
these various family crises, whether we hear about them through a local
business dedicated to restoring families or through reality TV programs, is
there is a pervasive idea in parenting that freedom is the highest ideal. You give a kid freedom and their best qualities will
blossom, their creativity will grow. And if you restrict them with rules, you
stifle all that. We’ve all seen the results.
But this philosophy does not
restrict itself merely to parenting. It’s pervasive elsewhere too. Freedom is
the ultimate ideal; rules and regulations are dangerous and smother the best in
us. It shows up a lot in politics, and interestingly enough this idea is not
solely the property of one side or the other. Both conservatives and liberals have
their variations of it. For instance, on the left, you often hear no
censorship. You cannot censor. You cannot create rules to censor, because you
stifle art and new ideas and so forth. Freedom of expression is the highest
ideal.
On the right, you’ll often
hear things about how you can’t put rules on the market. That regulation
stifles the economic process. You have to give the market freedom to do what
it’s supposed to do. Laissez faire economics. Freedom
of the market is the highest ideal.
Much like those
freedom-loving parents and their unruly children, this is a flawed idea. No
censorship does mean that new ideas are expressed, but it also opens the world
up to pornography and all the exploitation that goes along with it. And laissez
faire does allow the market to flow unhindered, but many experts are now saying
that such openness and lack of regulation is what has gotten us into our
present economic mess, that there was nothing stopping these lenders from their
predatory practices that are now fueling the fire on Wall Street.
Freedom is the highest
ideal. We all want to believe that, because deep down in each of us, we are
convinced that we would not abuse that freedom once it is given to us. If set
free from rules and regulations, we would still do the right thing, because
we’re good people.
But temptation still lurks,
and we have once again underestimated ourselves. We have underestimated our own
capacity for evil. We talked about that last Sunday, of how we always think
evil is outside, in others, but not in us. We’re good and if we had total
freedom, we would do the right thing.
I read in a novel once that
the greatest evils in history have come from people who were convinced beyond
all doubt that what they were doing was good and just. Hitler did not wake up
one morning and say “I’m going to murder millions of people because I’m a bad
guy and that’s what I do.” No, he was convinced that the reason
OBL is the same. He’s
convinced that all of his people’s troubles are the cause of the
Today’s parable is probably
Jesus’ strongest attack against their arrogant instance of their own rightness
and righteousness. It’s obvious, to them and to us, who those tenants in the
vineyards are. Hard-hearted, close-minded, they refuse to listen when God sends
his messengers to them about how they’ve done wrong. They know they’re right,
and they won’t even listen to God when he tells them otherwise.
But lest we fall into the
same trap, let us not think that this parable is directed at them alone. We can
also be those tenants. We are Americans and everything we do is right and good.
When we walked that road before, it led to slavery, to Jim Crow, to the near
extermination of the Native Americans, and a host of other sins of which we are
rightly ashamed.
We are Christians and
everything we do is right and good. Down that road are the witch-huntings, the Crusades, sword-point conversions, and the
Inquisition. Convinced of our own rightness and goodness, we can become guilty of
the most heinous of sins. Who then are the tenants of the vineyard?
A harsh
lesson. One
hard for us, even for me, to hear. To see ourselves at our ugliest, to
have laid bare before us our own depravity, our own
capacity to do not what is right, but what is evil. We don’t want to believe
it. We want to think we would be different. But so did they.
“All have sinned and fall
short,” Paul reminds us in the book of Romans. And we too are sinners. We may
not be guilty of these historical atrocities, but we are far from perfect
either. It was our sin that sent Christ to the cross. In many ways, we were the
ones who nailed him up there. And as such, we deserve the most extreme of
punishment.
And yet, that is not what we
receive. The stone that the builders rejected has become the foundation stone
of our salvation. The man we killed died for our sakes. And from the cross
where we hung him, he cried out “Father, forgive them.” We belong up there. We
deserve the punishment he receives. We deserve it for our blindness, arrogance,
for all of our mistakes, our anger, our lusts, and our other vices. But that’s
not who’s up there. The Son of God is up there, and in his dying breath he asks
for forgiveness for us. Forgiveness for the tenants of the
vineyard. Mercy, in spite of what we deserve.
We may fool ourselves into
thinking that because of the good deeds of our life, few or many, that we are
at heart good, righteous, and somehow deserving of God’s blessing. At the foot
of the cross, we see what we really are and we see what goodness really is.
There, we see Jesus. There, we hear his words of mercy. And it is there that we
find all our flaws and arrogance washed away by a God who so loves us in spite
of ourselves that he would die for us. Amen.