The Life That Really Is Life
1 Timothy 6:6-19; Luke 16:19-31
September 29, 2013
“They are to do good,
to be rich in good works, generous, and ready to share, thus storing up for themselves the
treasure of a good foundation for the future, so that they may take hold of the
life that really is life.”
That line doesn’t get quoted nearly as often as the pithy
one from the beginning of the passage: the love of money is the root of all
kinds of evil. It’s no accident that the lines come together here, nor that the
editors of the revised common lectionary pair this passage with Luke’s
challenging little story about Lazarus and the rich man.
It would seem like a great big ol’ softball perched on a
waist-high tee that these passages should come up in the lectionary the week
after the House voted to cut funding for food stamps by $39 billion even as the
real income of the bottom 40 percent of Americans has declined by six percent
since the so-called end of the Great Recession.
I have no doubt that I could take a good, strong whack at
that softball, and knock it a ways out toward the rhetorical warning track, but
I’m going to resist that. Not merely because, well, frankly it’s just too easy,
but also, and more importantly, because of the other news I heard just the
other day. It seems that we now gather to worship pretty much smack in the
middle of the richest county in the United States.
Yup, according to the most recent data, Arlington County has
the highest income per capita of any county in the country.
You don’t have to look too far in scripture to find two
striking themes: God’s deep concern for the poor and God’s deep suspicions
about the idolatry of money.
Jim Wallis, long-time editor of Sojourners, frequently recounts the story of a project he undertook
with friends early in his seminary days. They took an old Bible, searched (and
this was way before search engines, by the way) for every verse that had to do
with wealth, poverty and economic justice, and cut them out. Wallis always
says, “we were left with a Bible full of holes, and this has become the
American Bible.”
As my mom’s college classmate, William Stringfellow,
observed, “where money is an idol, to be poor is a sin.”
As Pope Francis said recently, the great and growing
disparity between the world’s rich and its poor “is the consequence of a world
choice, of an economic system that brings about this tragedy, an economic
system that has at its center an idol which is called money.”
That’s the problem with the American Bible: money is its
most powerful god. According to its teachings, the poor deserve their fate and,
therefore, the rest of us are off the hook. If poverty is not, itself, a sin,
it is, according to the American gospel, a result of sin or, at the very least,
of mistakes, bad choices, or individual ineptitude.
There are, of course, connections between decisions and
outcomes in any individual’s life, but the great American myth of social
mobility is not actually a myth; it’s a lie, and all of the economic statistics
tell us that. The plain and simple truth is that poverty in American has a
great deal more to do with where and to whom you were born than with anything
that happens after that moment.
Not only does the American gospel of prosperity let the rest
of us off the hook for any responsibility for and to those who are poor, but it
also encourages us – the obviously not-sinful-because-we-are-not-poor – to
separate ourselves from the poor. After all, you wouldn’t want to live next to
a red-light district because you don’t want to be associated with that
sinfulness – it might just rub off.
There’s nothing wrong with the American gospel of prosperity
until it claims to be Christian. Or, as another Roman Catholic theologian –
Stephen Colbert – put it:
“If this is
going to be a Christian nation that doesn't help the poor, either we have to
pretend that Jesus was just as selfish as we are, or we've got to acknowledge
that He commanded us to love the poor and serve the needy without condition and
then admit that we just don't want to do it.”
Now it’s pretty obvious that poverty, food policy, food
stamps, unemployment and all the rest are both political and economic issues.
It’s just as obvious that there are a wide variety of approaches to these
problems, and that people of good faith can reach quite different conclusions
about the best and most effective policies to address them.
I do, of course, care about that stuff, and I certainly have
opinions about it. But none of that is what most concerns me. Jim Wallis was on
to something crucial when he cut up that Bible, because this is, first and
foremost, a theological problem for me, and it is one that challenges me
deeply.
After all, I live in the richest county in American and I
follow the one who said, “you will have the poor with you always.”
That is among the most regularly misunderstood words of
Jesus. It has been used often as either an excuse to ignore poverty out of
resignation or to charge Jesus with not caring about the poor.
But Jesus was not making economic predictions – as accurate
as they may have been as such. No. Instead, he was offering a description of
the community of followers of Jesus. The people of the way would always include
the poor. The poor would be, always, part of the community of faith. Rather
than being reduced to consumers of charitable services, Jesus understood that
the poor would be full and significant members of the community of faith.
I fear that we are constructing a “great chasm” between
ourselves such that we cannot get from here to there, as the Lazarus story puts
it. We cannot get from here to abundant life much less to eternal life –
however we think of that – if we cannot get across the great chasm that we
construct between ourselves and others.
Passion and compassion are fundamental to the way of Jesus.
To follow the suffering servant means following him into places of despair, and
it means being willing to experience that despair ourselves, fully. It’s hard
to do that when we live fenced lives, gating ourselves off from the risks of
poverty as if we might catch it like a virus.
Richard Rohr, one of my favorite contemporary spiritual
writers, put it this way:
Until we walk with despair, and still have hope, we will not
know that our hope was not just hope in ourselves, in our own successes, in our
own power to make a difference, in our image of what perfection should be. We
need hope from a much deeper Source. We need hope larger than ourselves.
If we live the life of the rich man – a life well and
clearly designed and constructed to avoid suffering and despair – we do not
know that we need hope from a much deeper source. Until we let go of our own
designs, Rohr goes on to say, “we will never discover the Real Life beyond what
only seems like death. Remember,” he says, “death is an imaginary loss of an
imaginary self that is going to pass away. This very journey is probably the
heart of what Jesus came to reveal.” (Rohr, Near
Occasions of Grace, 100.)
Most of the time we are asleep to that journey.
A wise friend once said to me “discernment essentially means
‘wake up.’” Discerning God’s call and claim on our lives entails waking up to
the reality of our lives. For us, here in the middle of the richest county in
the richest country in the history of the world, waking up means being honest
about what we have received, what we have been given. Waking up means hearing,
again, with honest clarity, Jesus’ charge that from those to whom much has been
given, much is expected. Waking up means seeing with honest eyes the great
chasm that we are digging between ourselves and so much of the rest of
creation. Waking up demands a journey to the other side of the chasm. Waking up
means confronting the truth that the life that is really life lies mostly on
the other side of the chasm.
Waking up means, for individual life, for congregational
life, for political life, that the first question we must ask about decisions
we make in each of those realms of life is this: will the choice I make help
bridge that chasm or will it dig it deeper? As we try to follow the way of Jesus
toward the life that really is life, may our lives and choices and, yes, our
politics, be filled with building bridges. Amen.
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