NINETEENTH SUNDAY AFTER PENTECOST
Prayer of the Day: Beloved God, from you come all things that are good. Lead us by the inspiration of your Spirit to know those things that are right, and by your merciful guidance, help us to do them, through Jesus Christ, our Savior and Lord.
“Therefore I tell you, the kingdom of God will be taken away from you and given to a people that produces its fruits.” Matthew 21:43.
This is one of those texts in the common lectionary that must be handled with care. It lends itself to a supersessionist interpretation, suggesting that God has taken the reign of God away from the Jews and given it to the church. This reading of Jesus’ parable has lent support to the erroneous theological understanding of the Hebrew Scriptures as history of failure and unfaithfulness on the part of the Jews. Worse yet, it has led the church to view the Jews as cursed, rejected by God and therefore justly persecuted as “Kiks,” shorthand for “Christ killers.” The violent oppression of Jews in Europe throughout the middle ages culminating in the Holocaust of the twentieth century illustrates once again that bad theology is lethal. It matters what one believes about God. Accordingly, preachers addressing this parable of Jesus need to keep three things in mind.
First, the parable is not directed against the Jews. It is directed against the ruling class of chief priests and Pharisees who presided over the temple cult in Jerusalem. Jesus was not alone in his criticism of the ruling establishment in Jerusalem and the extraction of temple taxes and exchange rates from the people to enrich themselves and their Roman overlords. The temple was built by Herod the Great, the self proclaimed “king of the Jews” who was not himself a Jew. Most Jews therefore held mixed feelings about the temple in Jerusalem. As successor to the Temple of Solomon, it represented God’s presence among God’s people. But like Jesus, many Jewish prophets and teachers abhorred its corrupt and exploitive practices which they felt were wholly incompatible with God’s just and gentle reign. Accordingly, they warned that Herod’s temple might well suffer the same fate as its predecessor.
Second, at the time Matthew’s gospel was written, there was no “Christian Church” distinct from Judaism. All of the gospel actors, Jesus, his disciples and the chief priests and Pharisees were all Jews. The Jesus movement was one of many messianic groups within the larger Jewish community. It is with this understanding that we need to view the often harsh condemnations traded between Jesus and his opponents. Family arguments can be emotional, fierce and sometimes violent. Yet they are, for all that, family disputes. As a former Missouri Synod Lutheran who lived through the reign of Jacob Preus and the formation of Seminex, I can attest to the fact that strife within religious bodies is far more intense, personal and vitriolic than conflict between them. We cannot superimpose on the much later separate Jewish and Christian communities the intrenicene exchanges between Jewish movements in the first and second centuries. The tragic consequence of such misreading is illustrated below by the poet Charles Reznikoff.
Finally, and this may be the most important point to be made, the reign of God is not anyone’s property. It does not belong to the church anymore than it belonged to the chief priests and the Pharisees. The reign of God belongs to God. It is the privilege of God’s people to proclaim the good news of that reign to the world in word and deed. When God’s people mistake the privilege of sharing the news of God’s reign for a right of ownership, they are in danger of losing it. Those of us responsible for preaching that good news should hear Jesus’ parable as warning and a promise. Preachers are warned that their failure to preach the good news as good news for all people puts them at risk for losing that privilege. God’s people are promised that God will always find some faithful people to proclaim the reign of God for which Jesus lived, died and continues to live.
Ultimately, the privilege of witnessing to God’s reign was taken away from the temple elite following the temple’s destruction. For the Jesus movement, the physical symbol of God’s presence was Jesus manifested in his Body, the church. For the Jews, God’s abiding presence was found in the Torah and the great rabbinic teachers who taught and explained it, giving birth to that rich and diverse community of modern Judaism we know today. In the shadow of the temple’s destruction, God found witnesses to the promise of God’s reign among both Jews and Christians. Both are privileged to make known this good news to the world. Neither can claim ownership.
Here is the above cited poem by Charles Reznikoff characterizing a dialogue between Abrabanel[1] Queen Isabella and Torquemada[2] on expulsion of the Jews from Spain.
Spain: Anno 1492
Torquemada. Now that Castile and Aragon in holy wedlock
are Spain,
and the last city of the Moors in Spain is Spanish
except for Moor and Jew—
about every crucifix in every market-place
and in the court itself the Jews!—
as seven centuries of Christian valor, Christian piety
triumph
stay not your hand;
Spain of the knights,
one in fealty to your majesties,
become one in faith,
Spain of the saints!
Like the sun,
rising as our Savior from His tomb into the brilliant sky
blaze
until the clouds that still obscure the light
are drawn into His brightness
and earth is brilliant as the sky is bright.
Spain newly united
still divided—
as the season of cold is the season of darkness
in the spring of our rejoicing that the Moor is gone from Spain,
the Jew go too!
But if the Spaniard speaks,
I speak no less a Christian:
throw away the curse, you Jews,
of fifteen hundred years;
stay and prosper
and Church and Heaven prosper,
in our nets a goodly catch.
Think not that we want aught of you
but your souls;
your money and your jewels—
all your trash—
keep if you stay and are Christian,
take if you are Jews and go;
we ask of you nothing but your Judaism
which has brought you so much misery
and will bring each of you—
the youngest and the gentlest—
to the flames of Hell
and the worm that dies not.
We give you,
miserable sinners,
the waters of
Paradise;
we give you the blessings of the saints,
the blessings of Mary, the blessed mother of Christ,
and the blessings of our Lord Jesus.
Isabella. There is a sweet reasonableness in the words of our
prior;
it is Saint Dominic who speaks to us
through his Dominican or Saint James himself.
Abrabanel. No noble in your court, your majesties,
proud of his forefather, conquering Goth or Visigoth or Vandal,
is of an older Spanish line than we—
Jews in Iberia before the Romans came.
No noble boasting his service
boasts of more than that Jew who through a thousand shoals
and reefs
piloted Aragon to Castile—your marriage and Spain’s glory.
The rest of us, many tens of thousands,
serve you humbly
in smithy, field or vineyard, soldiers or physicians,
as we have served in Spain two thousand years,
Spaniards, true to your majesties
as we are to the God of Israel—and of Spain,
unlike the others only in our faith
for which, if we must answer,
we shall answer to our God.
Torquemada. Since all we do,
and each word spoken, if only in our hearts,
must be in worship—
not a leaf falls slowly but in His service—
to be unlike us in our faith
is to be unlike in everything.
True, you Jews must answer to your God,
and in the flames and burning ice of Hell forever
you shall answer;
but we too, priests, bishops, queen and king,
must answer for you:
farmer or captain answers;
shall we be less answerable for souls?
Abrabanel. You do not honor your God
by bringing Him captives,
like a mere emperor
who must have retainers and retinue,
serfs and forced labor;
the loadstone
without visible motion
draws to itself every particle of iron;
the sword—even though a winged angel swings it—
served only
to drive Adam from his paradise.
Your fingers stiff with rings and jewels,
you dishonor your faith, your majesties, by cruelty,
give it whatever noble name you will
as princes make a rogue knight or lord.
Will thieves and pirates be gentler with us
than your constables and soldiers?—
your majesties will hear of many
ripped up for the jewels it will be said they swallowed;
many left by sailors to die on reefs and sandbars
for a smock or a pair of hose; many dead of plague
or found like birds in winter
dead in the fields about towns or like fish upon a beach;
many will die as slaves at work
beasts would be fitter for but costlier,
who have written a page of Castilian
or handled a Toledo blade with the best.
And yet the weak has each his strength,
Spain of Spaniard, Basque, and Catalonian, Moor and Gypsy,
else all beasts were tigers,
all fish sharks,
and only giants left;
the stricken remember—
as wounds and scars last longer than the blow—
and if drops of water wear channels in the rock
on which the earth itself is,
in the action of centuries
how powerful are tears.
Would you have our religion
like our clothes—for comfort and the eyes of men,
put off at night,
and we left lying naked in the darkness?
The body is like roots stretching down into the earth—
forcing still a way over stones and under rock, through sand,
sucking nourishment in darkness,
bearing the tread of man and beast,
and of the earth forever;
but the spirit—
twigs and leaves
spreading
through sunshine
or the luminous darkness
of twilight, evening, night, and dawn,
moving
in every wind of heaven
and turning
to whatever corner of the sky is brightest,
compelled by nothing stronger than the light;
the body is like earth,
the spirit like water
without which earth is sand
and which must be free or stagnant;
or if the body is as water,
the spirit is like air
that must have doors and windows
or else is stuffy and unbreathable—
or like the fire
of which sun and stars have been compounded,
which Joshua could command but for an hour.
Isabella. If our eye offends us,
pluck it out!
Even so, we will sweep away the Jews
from every town and hamlet, field and corner of our dominion,
though they are the sands for number.
Go and begone—but stay as Christians;
come and be dear to us,
as the Prodigal!
Abrabanel. We Jews have been accused of love of wealth,
but not for all our wealth in Spain,
fields and vineyards, houses of timber and houses of stone
that we must leave,
and all the wealth that will be stolen from us,
will we stay;
we Jews have been accused of arrogance,
but not for all the dignities that we must leave,
our offices and honors
in this, the proudest court of Christendom,
will we stay;
we Jews have been accused of love of life,
delighting in the flesh,
but though we shall die along a thousand roads
we will not stay—
striking roots
somewhere
to flourish
as we flourished,
giving shade and fruit.
Source: Poems 1918-1975: The Complete Poems of Charles Reznikoff (Black Sparrow Press, 1977). Charles Reznikoff (1894-1976) was an American poet. He was born in 1894 in Brownsville, a largely Jewish neighborhood in the New York City borough of Brooklyn. His parents were immigrants who fled the Russian Empire and its pogroms. Reznikoff worked for a time for his family’s business as a hat salesman. He also worked for a legal publishing house where he wrote summaries of court records for legal reference books, an experience that was to influence profoundly his later writing which consisted in the main of refashioning court testimony into poetic verse. From his teens, Reznikoff had been writing poetry. He published his own work using a second-hand press for which he set the type himself.
Reznikoff’s best known poetic writing, Testimony: The United States (1885–1915), is a multi-volume work based on court records exploring the experiences of immigrants, black people and the urban and rural poor in the United States in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. His final work, Holocaust (1975), is based on court testimony about Nazi death camps during World War II. You can read more about Charles Reznikoff and sample more of his poetry at the Poetry Foundation website.
[1] Abrabanel is one of the oldest and most distinguished Jewish families. It first achieved prominence on the Iberian Peninsula during the Middle Ages.
[2] Tomás de Torquemada (1420-1498) was the first grand inquisitor in Spain, whose name has become synonymous with the Christian Inquisition’s horror, religious bigotry, and cruel fanaticism.









