SUNDAY
30 July 2017, 17th Sunday Ordinary Time
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Kings 3:5, 7-12 • Psalm 119 • Romans 8:28-30 • + Matthew 13:44-52 •
Title:
Flip this Field of Treasure?
[__01__] Would you I sell all that we have, in order
to own (buy, purchase) a piece of land? A piece of property?
Isn’t
this one way to read or apply the lesson of the Gospel parable: “The Kingdom of
Heaven is like a treasure buried in a field which a person finds and hides
again and out of joy goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.” (Matthew 13:44)
So,
the person sells all that he has to buy the field. But, is this really a
parable of property acquisition, of financing and, so to say, flipping?
We
are not being called by our Savior to flip this field of treasure.
[__02__]
Certainly, many of us have perhaps, put all of our savings, or a great
percentage of our assets into the purchase of a home.
And, this is logical, rational.
But, consider this: would you sell all
that you have, buy the field, and then come home and tell your spouse and
family that you bought a field, because there was buried treasure?
And, by the way, in the parable, the
buyer does not go on to sell the treasure and gain a return on investment. He
loves the treasure so much that he holds on to it.
The parable is, then, not so much
about REAL ESTATE but rather about a RELATIONSHIP and our RELATIONSHIPS.
[__03__] Several years ago, the father of my college
classmate suffered some serious health issues and trauma. This left him, in his
later years, paralyzed and unable to walk.
At this time, I had known him for 8
years. However, at this point, I was now
26 and 4 years out college. We were no longer in daily and regular contact.
However, I recall many great times. I had been to his home - my
classmate’s home - several times. During
those college years, he treated me as part of his family, as a son.
I knew this, I experienced this. This
relationship was buried treasure to me.
[__04__]
At the time of his illness and decline, we were not in regular touch or
contact.
I was working and travelling. My classmate -
his son - had just graduated from medical school and was doing his
residency. So, I was not so conscious of
the treasure.
When I heard that he was very ill, I was also
sad. But, I was not - at the time -
moved enough to go and visit him.
Knowing that he was now paralyzed and unable
to walk, I was reluctant … scared.
It is an ironic reminder to me that this
friend of mine spent the first few months of his treatment and hospital stay at
Kessler Rehabilitation Center on Pleasant Valley Way.
[__05__]
I think of him when I visit there. There
was buried treasure in that hospital.
I believe that I will see him and discover the
buried treasure again, on the way to a different and much more pleasant valley.
[__06__]
What is the buried treasure to you and to me?
Perhaps, it is a relationship or friendship
with someone whom others scorn or spurn.
Perhaps, it is a task or project that brings
us satisfaction and fulfillment though without any material reward.
Perhaps, the buried treasure is an act of
kindness that only you and God know about. Maybe the buried treasure if your or
my forgiveness of a past injury or hurt.
This buried treasure may require us to sell
all that we have.
To sell or abandon our fear.
To abandon our resentment or anger. Sometimes,
these seem to have great reward or value.
To sell all that we have to find the plan God
has for us.
“The
Kingdom of Heaven is like a treasure buried in a field which a person finds and
hides again and out of joy goes and sells all that he has and buys that
field.” (Matthew 13:44)