Pentecost 4 – 2018
Mark 4:26-34
Marian Free
In the name of God, creator of the universe, source of all life and love. Amen.
A story that I used to read my children goes like this:
There was once a father and a mother, six handsome little boys, five lovely little girls and a chubby baby who lived in a house in the middle of town. “I’d be a happy man,” said the father, “if I had a house the right size for my family.”
The mother baked all day in the kitchen.
The boys fought on the verandah.
The girls played “shops” in the parlour.
And the baby crawled all over the place.
“There’s no room to move in my house,” the father said to the mayor. “What can I do?” “Ask Grandma to come and stay,” said the mayor. “That’s what you can do.”
Grandma came. Straight away she began washing in the laundry. Grandpa came with her. Straight away he began to mend his car in the garage.
The mother baked more food in the kitchen.
The boys fought on the verandah.
The girls played “shops” in the parlour.
And the baby crawled all over the place.
“There’s no room to move in my house,” the father said to the mayor. “What can I do?” “Ask Uncle John to come and stay,” said the mayor. “That’s what you can do.” Uncle John came. Straight away he sat down by the fire and put his feet on the mantelshelf. His dog came with him. He lay down on the mat by the door.
Grandma did more washing in the laundry.
Grandpa kept on mending his car in the garage.
The mother baked even more food in the kitchen.
The boys fought on the verandah.
The girls played “shops” in the parlour.
And the baby crawled all over the place.
“There’s no room to move in my house,” the father said to the mayor. “What can I do?” “Ask Aunt Debbie to come and stay,” said the mayor. “That’s what you can do.” Aunt Debbie came. Straight away she washed her hair in the bathroom and made her face beautiful. Her cat came too. It chased Uncle John’s dog.
Uncle John sat by the fire with his feet on the mantelshelf.
Grandma did even more washing in the laundry.
Grandpa kept on mending his car in the garage.
The mother baked more than a lot of food in the kitchen.
The boys fought on the verandah.
The girls played “shops” in the parlour.
And the baby crawled all over the place.
“There’s no room to move in my house,” the father said to the mayor. “What can I do?” Ask your cousin’s children to come and stay,” said the mayor. “That’s what you can do.” The cousin’s children came. There were six lively boys and six sweet girls.
The six lively boys played football with the boys on the verandah.
The six sweet girls played hide-and-seek with the girls in the parlour.
Aunt Debbie washed her hair in the bathroom and made her face beautiful. Her cat chased Uncle John’s dog.
Uncle John sat by the fire with his feet on the mantelshelf.
Grandma did even more washing in the laundry.
Grandpa kept on mending his car in the garage.
The mother baked even more than a lot of food in the kitchen.
And the baby crawled all over the place.
“There’s no room to move in my house,” the father said to the mayor. “What can I do?” “Send all the visitors home,” said the mayor. “That’s all you need to do.”
The cousins went home.
Aunt Debbie went home. She took her cat.
Uncle John went home. He took his dog.
Grandpa went home. He took Grandma with him in his car.
The six handsome little boys stopped playing to wave good-bye.
The five lovely little girls stopped playing to wave good-bye.
The mother picked up the baby to wave good-bye.
The father waved good-bye, then sat down in his favourite chair. “I’m a happy man,” he said. “My house is exactly the right size for my family.”[1]
The bible is far too serious to include stories like this that are both absurd and humorous – or is it?
I think that we often overlook the humour in our scriptures because we have been brought up to believe that scripture is the word of God and that God is a humourless being. God, the creator of heaven and earth is far too majestic a figure to have sport with mere human beings – or so we think. Nothing could be further from the truth. In fact, if we are open to the possibility we will see that the bible makes it very clear that God has a wonderful and robust sense of humour. Think of today’s Old Testament reading – God sends Samuel off to choose a new king. First of all God tells Samuel to engage in deceit – to lead the elders of Bethlehem to believe that he has come to offer sacrifices. Then when Samuel makes Jesse produce all his sons, one by one, God rejects them all in turn. Finally Samuel makes Jesse bring David, the youngest in from the field and God reveals that he is the chosen one. Then there is the story Jonah who is swallowed by a giant fish, or the last chapters of Job in which God appears to take delight in reciting all the wonderful things that God has done. I could go on and on. The bible makes such good reading because its writers have used hyperbole and comedy to get our attention and to make the stories inviting and repeatable.
Today’s gospel is one such example. “The kingdom of God is like a mustard seed,” Jesus says. Now no Palestinian in their right mind would plant a mustard seed. Mustard was a common weed. It sprang up everywhere, spread like wild fire and was difficult to eradicate. The kingdom of God is like a weed – that must have brought a smile to those who were listening. But it doesn’t end there. Jesus goes on to suggest that this common, scrappy weed grows to be the greatest of all the shrubs with large branches that provide shade in which the birds can nest! No doubt Jesus’ audience laughed out loud at this point – the image is so absurd – birds sheltering under mustard – impossible! (Matt Skinner )
Why not compare the kingdom of God to the great cedar of Lebanon – that would have made more sense? Mustard – the kingdom of God is like a common mustard bush – that’s just ridiculous.
Jesus uses humour to grab the attention and to subvert the expectations of the listeners. The absurdity of the imagery will not only make them laugh, it will also serve to move them to a new way of viewing God’s kingdom. Contrary to their expectations, the kingdom of God will not come with a shout and a bang. Its coming won’t be dramatic and showy. Like an unwanted weed the kingdom will simply spring up all over the place and quietly and gradually it will take over. Before we know it, the kingdom will be everywhere.
Jesus pairs this parable with a second comparing the kingdom to another ordinary, unexceptional event – that of a seed growing. Just as mustard spreads and takes over without any help from us, so a seed once planted, quietly does its own thing with or without our interference. We don’t have to worry about the kingdom – God has it well in hand.
So you see, we don’t always have to take the gospels seriously, we don’t always have to find deeper meanings or make the texts fit our pre-conceptions. Sometimes we can simply take the texts at face value – simple stories about simple facts. Mustard is a weed that grows prolifically; seeds have their own mechanisms for shooting and growing.
The point is this – the kingdom of God is not necessarily a grand affair heralded by trumpets, adorned with magnificent buildings and filled with important people. It is as ordinary and insignificant as a weed, quietly taking over, pushing its way into unlikely and unexpected places and growing inexorably until it spreads throughout the world and it does all this without our help.
We need to take our scriptures less seriously and perhaps more importantly we need to take ourselves less seriously. The kingdom does not depend on us. God has it all in hand, we can relax, have a laugh and leave it all to God.
[1]A traditional tale, re-told by Jean Chapman in Tell me a Tale: Stories, songs and things to do. Hodder and Stoughton, Australia, 1974, 86-89.



