Sunday Homily 11-8-09, 32nd Ordinary Time
Kings:
Author & date of composition: the work is a compilation of numerous sources put together near the end of the Babylonian Captivity, ca. 550.
Subject Matter: 1 Kings is part of a 4 book work that includes 1 & 2 Samuel and 1 & 2 Kings. The 3 kings are Saul, David, and his son, Solomon.
The work begins with Samuel, the last great judge, continues through the lives of the 3 kings, and finally shows how Solomon’s sons’ squabbles led to the division of the Jewish nation into two states, north & south,
The Theme: you be good, good things happen to you; you be bad, bad things happen to you.
Our selection: 2 great prophets lived when the kingdom divided, Elijah & Elisha. They criticized the bad ways of the sons. In this selection, Elijah tells the king he is going to send a drought to the king's land. Then Elijah goes away & meets a poor, starving widow with a son. Watch what happens. This is setting us up for a little widow in the gospel.
Sources: Good News Bible, Wikipedia, Catholic Encyclopedia
The Widow's Mite
Occasionally these days, despite my persistent denial, I get the message that I may be getting older. The latest happened on a DART train headed downtown. A guy actually got up and offered me his seat. I did not know whether to thank him or consider myself insulted.
Rosemary & I were on the train going to the arts district and the opening of the Winspear, a glorious Sunday a couple of weeks ago. The train was full with some people standing. Rosemary got a seat next to a black guy in probably his twenties. After about two stops he gets up, passes in front of Rosemary, and offers me his seat.
I certainly was touched. He, in fact, was embarrassed a bit. I teased him about thinking that I was such an old geezer that he offered me his seat. And I thanked him for his sensitivity.
I mention this black guy because to me he resembles the little widow who gave her last coins. Not that he gave his last coin, but it cost him to get up and give me his seat. The story of the widow & her two coins is one of my favorite little stories, as is the story of Elijah with the widow and her son. Two comments.
First, Elijah & the starving widow. The widow is treated pretty harshly by Elijah. She & her son have enough flour to make a little cake before they die of starvation in the drought. Elijah demands some of it for himself. This is staged by the composer of the story.
Elijah is the prophet. But also for the purpose of the point he is symbolic of life or even God, demanding. Responding positively to the demand wins reward. Obedience, charity, hospitality toward others, all win rewards.
This can set up false expectations of physical cures and raising from the dead. A healthy understanding of the story could be that we receive by giving.
Second, the little widow with two coins in the temple. Look out for hyperbole here, infinite demand. Is Jesus suggesting that we give away our last sheckle, our last quarter? I doubt it. Lots of pastors have abused this story to wring money out of church goers. You are told you got to tithe, 10 per cent. This is why five years ago when we started celebrating here, I did not want to have a formal collection.
The same lesson can come from this story as from the Elijah story. We receive by giving. What we receive is a by-product of our giving, not the goal. The goal is helping the other person who has less.
The black guy on DART did not give me money or bread. He gave me a seat which can be just as valuable. He even had to overcome his embarrassment to offer the gift. I hope my gratitude gave him something.
We, too, are faced with the challenge. Perhaps even more at this time of year, Thanksgiving & Christmas. As a community you people are already doing it. I congratulate and thank you.
How do you, how do we continue to share our seats with other old geezers?
Picture 1: The Our Father with birthday & anniversary folks and Kevin
Picture 2: Choir, Wendy, Ben, & Celeste
Picture 3: The Donut Shoppe with Gavin, CC, CC's mom, Christy, & John Doherty in the back
Picture 4: Jim & Diane Drescher