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The Unexpected Harvest



Deacon Ned Berghausen
Holy Family Catholic Church
July 22/23, 2023
16th Sunday of Ordinary Time
[Modified Gospel Reading: short form with mustard seed parable from long form]

Good evening.  I’m Ned Berghausen, a permanent deacon at St. Agnes Catholic Church.  Thank you, Fr. George and Holy Family parishioners, for welcoming me, Fr. Dismas, and members of the St. X class of 1998 to your Saturday night liturgy.    Tonight, my St. X High School class of is celebrating our 25th anniversary of graduation.  Many of my classmates are here with their families before heading down to the other end of Poplar Level to celebrate.  This homily will be addressed to everyone in this assembly. 

The Bible is a strange book. It contains a wild patchwork of genres mashed together.  Amidst the narratives, poetry, law codes, and myths, is one type of text a reader might not expect to encounter in Holy Scripture: very specific instructions on farming, including rules about what can and can’t be planted together in one field. After reading these instructions, we might think of the Bible as an Old Farmer’s Almanac.  Maybe a ‘very old’ and ‘holy’ Farmer’s Almanac for the people of Israel.

Jesus’ parables today, then, would be very surprising to his listeners because as it turns out Jesus is a very bad farmer.  His instructions on farming directly contradict both the received wisdom from scripture, and common sense. 

It is clear, however, that Jesus is not really talking about farming.  In his parables, the subject is God’s dream for the world –that is, the coming Kingdom of God, and about how God works.  The subject is also us, the listener.  Like the Bible, we are also strange books, full of a mash up of genres and styles. 

We are fields that are strangely planted.  There are more than two types of crop planted together in a field.  A mustard seed is improbably plunked right in the center, growing wildly.  Toxic weeds are sprouting up amidst the good wheat seed.  Yet the master farmer who is cultivating us knows what he is doing.  He knows that something unexpected and beautiful can grow out of this chaos. Unexpectedly, he also finds a good use for the weeds—they become a fuel for burning.  What seemed useless and harmful becomes productive in the plan of God.   God is revealed in the messiness of good and bad seed growing up together.  We are not expected to be a hypothetical perfect field where good seed grows in isolation[1]

My St. X class of 1998 appears to have produced 25 years of good fruit that has grown from the seeds of our education.  Here are a few of their accolades: one helped discover the Higgs Boson, the so-called “God particle;” another was a professional baseball player who ended the longest postseason game in history with a walk-off homeroom, another has served as a priest in Nicaragua for seven years, another is a Metro Council member, another is the director of Kentucky Fairness, another was a submariner on a nuclear submarine, and another the assistant superintendent of JCPS.  We are husbands and fathers.  High achievers and midcareer professionals. 

Again, these are incredible accomplishments. I am sure many of our Holy Family parishioners are also quite accomplished.  And yet, Jesus reminds us that we are not called to achieve according to the standards of the world.   The motto of the Xaverian Brothers who founded St. X is “in harmony small things grow.”  God is not necessarily calling us to perform great deeds, but to do small things with great love.  St. Therese of Lisieux called herself a little flower in God’s garden, a sentiment that could also be applied to the Xaverian motto.  We are called to cultivate this harmony, and to trust in the small, steady work of God’s grace in ourselves and in our community.   As the Xaverians again put it to be constantly “falling in love with the service of God” and in the service of our neighbors. 

“For it is only in harmony that you will grow, that your community will grow, that the love of God will grow in your world and that the reign of God will grow to completeness (Fundamental Principles).” 

A few years ago, the author David Brooks wrote, that there are “two sets of virtues, the résumé virtues and the eulogy virtues. The résumé virtues are the skills you bring to the marketplace. The eulogy virtues are the ones that are talked about at your funeral — whether you were kind, brave, honest or faithful. Were you capable of deep love?”

“We all know that the eulogy virtues are more important than the résumé ones. But our culture and our educational systems spend more time teaching the skills and strategies you need for career success than the qualities you need to [become moral human beings]. Many of us are clearer on how to build an external career than on how to build inner character.” I hope that the St. X class of 1998 and all of here can focus our hearts and our lives on building our inner character and our eulogy virtues. That is the Gospel message tonight.

Jesus also reminds us that our own lives and our own very bodies are a kind of seed.  We, too, will be planted and at the resurrection we shall become something new, as different as a wheat seed is from a grown stalk, fully grown and bearing fruit, ready for the harvest of the kingdom of God.  We remember that as we pray for the 13 members of the class of 1998 who have died: Shaan, Ruben, Chris, Ryan, Eric, Robert, Brian, Phil, Johnny, Joe, Stewart, Robert, and Phil. 

As Jesus says later in his explanation of this parable, “the righteous will shine like the sun in the kingdom of their Father.”  May our deceased classmates come to know the joy of the kingdom.  And may God bring all that us growing within us into fulfilment and fruitfulness is the fullness of time.  God bless you.

 

Deceased members of the class of 1998

Mr. Ruben R. Ardery

Mr. Christopher A. Bosley (Chris)

Mr. Ryan W. Browning

Mr. Eric M. Graeser

Mr. Robert G. Howell, Sr.

Mr. Brian S. Humpich

Mr. Phillip M. Rhodes (Phil)

Mr. John R. Roth, Jr. (Johnny)

Mr. Robert J. Smithson, Jr. (Joe)

Mr. Stewart R. Spalding

Mr. R. B. Stich

Mr. Phillip A. Ward (Phil)

Mr. RaShaan R. Willis, Honorary '98 (Shaan)


[1] Insight from Barbara Reid.  

 





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