The parable of the young women with the lamps is well known
but it is also on some levels disturbing
- it seems to go against some of the things we would want to be teaching
about fairness and sharing and second chances. The story itself is relatively
simple and it is based on an ancient pattern of Jewish story telling – Lady Wisdom
and Lady Folly. Those listen to Jesus would have recognized the form of the
story just like you would recognize a joke with and Englishman and Irishman etc
(however much you might appeal against national stereotypes!)
The women go out to meet the bridegroom in what we can
assume is a festive and party atmosphere. There is no surprise involved here –
weddings do not just turn up out of the blue – and these bridesmaids would have
had plenty of time to get themselves ready for every eventuality. But human
beings are human beings and some of us drive with a full tank of gas and some
of us drive with the gas light on – right?
Well five of these young ladies were driving with the gas
light on so when the bridegroom turned out to be late and they needed more oil
than they thought they were in trouble and had to scramble. You or I, if we
need lamp oil in the middle of the night, have a relatively good chance of
getting to Walmart, getting what we need, texting the party to say we are
coming and getting in. But remember this is an occupied state with a curfew,
running around after dark is not just dangerous, it is illegal and knocking on
someones door to get into a party in the middle of the night is not likely to
get you anywhere at all and so the Lady Folly girls find themselves left out on
the street.
Is this an eternal consequence – well that is not clear from
the story. Certainly at the point we are in in the Gospel we are in the
territory of serious consequences – the Jews need to take Jesus seriously –
this is chapter 25 and in chapter 26 we move into the crucifixion narratives.
Is Jesus talking about those who are not ready for him being locked out of the
kingdom?
Of all the Gospels, Matthew certainly has that legal and
judgemental possibility in its tone, especially in these last few chapters. I
think we have to grapple with that – even if we finally conclude that we can
come to a softer place of inclusion, I think simply setting aside the words of
the Gospel, pretending it does not say what it does is not a good road to go
down.
In these last few weeks of November we are forced, by the
Lectionary, into a place of discomfort in the story, before we walk into the
journey of Advent. I think we often forget the changing season of the story at
this time of year. Today we will hand in our pledge cards for the year in our
Celebration Sunday – this marks our financial commitment to the ministry and
mission of Christ Church in the year ahead but that is just a beginning.
Our financial commitment is a way of making sure those lamps
are full but there are plenty of other as well. The difference between Lady
Wisdom and Lady Folly is not just in what they know it is in how they live –
and how they live through and through – it is in what story their lives tell in
every word and action which they make. Lady Wisdom is all that is wise – in Christian
tradition the Wisdom literature and the personification of Wisdom has been
linked with the Holy Spirit – we won’t push too far into that now – but that
idea of depth and breadth of being – not just of intellectual assent makes
sense.
As we turn in our pledge cards we are turning our attention
in our formation to another subject – Evangelism. Traditionally this is not
something which we have paid much attention to in the Episcopal Church. In
fact, in some places, it has been regarded as somewhat of a dirty word. I
remember being told by one of my husband’s parishioners years and years ago
that
“We do not do that sort of thing in this parish,” in a hushed
voice.
The reality of the world we live in means that there is now
a good proportion of the population who do not have a background in a faith
tradition at all. The assumption, for example, the people know the words of
things like the Lord’s Prayer is a thing of the past. We need to print texts in
things like funeral and wedding bulletins – this lack of common language is
something to be aware of and it makes it all the more important that we tell
the story of our faith as ordinary and everyday people rather than expecting
some sort of professionalization the telling of the Gospel.
Evangelism is really just about doing something which we do
very naturally, but doing it with purpose – it is about telling our story. When
we hand in a pledge card, we tell a story – you can tell me better than I can
tell you what that story is – there will be some themes there – God’s love
touching lives, faith, community, family, outreach. When you come to this place week by week you
tell a story and you become part of a story. Each day your lives weave together
to create stories which touch life after life.
In the Gospel today, anyone watching these two groups of
women, saw two very different sets of stories being played out. There were the
women who had set to their task, who had thought it through, prepared and
organized – perhaps they even worked together. And then there were the others,
who for whatever reason ended up running around the town in the middle of the
night in disarray.
At various times in our faith lives we have all been in both
of those groups, and we can tell both stories, and that is important. It is
important when we think about telling the story of our faith that it is
authentic and not forced but that we are not ashamed to speak out. So what did
you do at the weekend…………?
The traditional interpretation of the Gospel is that the
bridesmaids bothered with the oil because the loved the bridegroom enough to
bother. An observer would see a compelling story. Christ Church tells a
compelling story but only if each of us tells a compelling story and that means
being just a little bit daring – why did you fill that lamp up – why did you
bother – because you care about the bridegroom?
What did you do at the weekend? Sure Church was great – you saw your friends,
breakfast was fantastic, or the kids hung out at formation, or the forum was
good or the music rocked and well….and this is harder to say, I said my
prayers, and I met with Jesus, and I feasted at the table and it was a special
moment and sure, sometimes I don’t get it right, and I don’t get that lamp
full, but that is how the story goes and I would like to invite you to join me
on the journey because it matters to me, it matters to me enough that I am
going to keep trying at it and I would love you to come along with me.
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