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Genesis 4:3-12; Luke 15:25-32
September 21, 2014 • Portage First UMC
Once upon a time, there were two brothers, one older than the other by just a little bit. For many years, the two were inseparable. In fact, for all they knew, they and their mom and dad were the only people in the world. And while they grew up together, they developed different interests. The oldest loved to get dirty, to get his hands in the soil and cause things to grow. He became a farmer by trade, and his whole family benefited from his abilities. The younger kept closer to home. He loved animals and would tend them and make sure they stayed together. He also was the one who would provide the meat for the lavish meals they sometimes shared. The partnership worked well, and the family was happy and content.
Then came the day when both brothers went before the Lord to offer some of what they had produced as an offering. Mom and Dad had told them it was a way to honor the God who had created them and given them everything they had. So the younger brought his offering first, and God smiled. Then the older brought his offering before God…and there was silence. There was no response from God. It was obvious God had rejected his offering. Why? He never knew. But something changed in his heart that day. Something was different. In fact, he went off by himself for a while, not even telling his brother where he was going. They didn’t talk for a week.
Then, the older brother came home and went straight to his sibling. “Hey,” he said, “let’s go for a walk.” That sounded good. It would be a time, away from Mom and Dad, to clear the air, to straighten things out, to restore their relationship. Or it could have been a time like that. But once they were out in the field, and the younger brother turned toward the older, he was met not with kindness but with a club. The older brother beat his younger brother to death. “There,” he said. “That’s done. Now, let’s see if God can accept your offering now.” And he buried his brother in the field, thinking the whole matter was settled. But there was still something burning in his heart, an ache that would not go away, a hole that would not be filled.
Once upon a time, there were two brothers, one older than the other by a few years, one wiser than the other by a million miles. Or so it seemed. The younger came to their father one day and asked for his inheritance. Inheritance. Before the father was dead. The younger boy couldn’t wait to shake the dust of this little dinky town off his feet and make it big in the big city. And so the father gave him what belonged to him, and the next day, the younger boy headed out without even saying goodbye to his brother. And while the older brother continued to work at home, the younger was living it up. He had lots of friends, at least as long as the money held out. When it was all gone, the friends vanished into thin air. He lost his car, his upscale apartment, and all of the expensive clothes except the ones he had on his back when he arrived in the city. His Visa was cancelled and the bank wouldn’t return his calls. What was he going to do?
Meanwhile, the older brother continued to work the farm. Every day, he worked. Every night, he slept soundly because he was so weary from the work. He never asked anything of his father; in fact, he barely spoke to his father. It was all about the work. He was going to prove to his father than he was the better son. One night, when he came back in from the field, he noticed that the butcher’s block had been used, and that the fattened calf, the one they had been saving for a special occasion, was gone. Then he heard the sound of dancing and music and laughter and glasses clinking. And something that had been simmering in his heart since his brother left began to overflow. He stood there, in the shadows cast by the lights of the party, and screamed in anger.
His father, who must have heard him but pretended not to, came out. “Son,” he said, “what’s the matter?” The older boy got right in his father’s face. “Who’s the party for, Dad?” But Dad could tell he already knew, so he didn’t say anything. “I can’t believe what I’m hearing,” the older brother went on. “I have worked and worked and slaved for you here, and I’ve never asked for anything, not even a scrawny young goat to celebrate with my friends. But when this—this—this ‘son of yours’ comes home, the one who spent all your money, you killed the prize calf.” And the father stood there, taking the jealous, irrational rage of his son on himself.
Two stories—one a history and the other a parable—two sets of brothers, both confronted and conquered by what, is perhaps, the most sneaky of all the enemies of our heart. For the last few weeks, we’ve been considering these emotions that threaten and attempt to control us. The first week, you may remember, we looked a guilt, which says, “I owe you.” Next was anger, which says, “You owe me.” And, then, last week, we looked at greed, which makes the claim, “I owe me.” And while that may, in fact, be the most personal enemy, the most deadly one is yet to come because this enemy tricks us, fools us as to whom we are actually angry and frustrated with. The final enemy of the heart we want to look at today is jealousy, and jealousy says, “God owes me” (Stanley, Enemies of the Heart, pg. 77).
Now, that may sound a bit strange, because our experiences of jealousy would tell us differently. When we think of jealousy, we think of wanting something someone else has. When we think of jealousy, it may look something like this. My neighbor just got a great new car. Has all the bells and whistles. I sure wish I had a car like that. In fact, I wish I had a better car than that. My sister is so skinny it makes me ill, and no matter what I do I can’t seem to look like her. That guy is a great basketball player; if I could do what he does, maybe more people would like me. If I were as smart as her, I would have done better on the SAT and gotten into the school I really wanted to get into. If only I could speak publicly like him, then I would be on the fast track for the promotions in this company instead of him. If I had made this choice rather than that choice, I might be part of the “haves” rather than the “have nots.” If I had a better upbringing, if my parents had made different choices…and we can go on and on and on. Jealousy causes us to focus on what we don’t have but think that we should. Jealousy says, “I want something but I didn’t get it or can’t have it.” And jealousy leads us into playing the “blame game.”
Blame is an interesting concept, because we tend to want to blame those whom we can see. It doesn't matter if they are actually responsible or not. In the first “brothers” story, taken from Genesis 4, Cain, the older brother, blamed Abel, his younger brother, for having his offering to God received. It was obviously Abel’s fault, thought Cain, that God rejected my offering. And in the second “brothers” story, the older blamed the younger for his hurt feelings. Why is that louse being celebrated when I’ve been so ignored? And we blame others just the same. It’s that guy’s fault I didn’t get the promotion. It’s my parents’ fault that I feel unloved. It’s my husband’s fault that I had to leave my friends and move here. It’s my wife’s fault that I have to work so hard. Blame is easy. You know what else blame is? Blame is an “admission that I can’t be happy without your cooperation. To blame is to acknowledge dependence: if you don’t act a certain way, I can’t be satisfied or content. If you take this to its logical extreme, you can never be happy until you're able to control the actions and reactions of everybody you come into contact with” (Stanley 165). When jealousy strikes, we’re looking for someone around us to blame, and we do that because we’re ignoring the one we are really frustrated with. Jealousy says, “God owes me.” I mean, let’s face it. Let’s be honest. All those things that are so-called “problems” in our life? God could have fixed that, if he wanted to. He could have made my life much better than it is now, much better than the lives of those other people. Or he could have made it at least as good as those other people. Cain is mad at God because he accepted Abel’s offering and not his (and we’re not told why). The older brother is mad at his father (who, in Jesus’ parable, stands in for God) because the father chose to lavish love and mercy on the younger. Jealousy is the belief that God owes us something, and God had better pay up.
Of course, we don’t phrase it that way. We may not even think of it that way, which is why we blame others. The problem is that the person we’re jealous of can’t do a single thing to remedy the situation. They cannot make our situation better. And beyond that, even if they could, there will always be someone else who is, in our thinking, skinnier, more talented or just plain luckier than we are. There will always be someone to be jealous of. And jealousy, because we’re aiming it at some other person, creates a gap in the relationship. It can sometimes even do irreparable harm to the relationship. But because at the root we’re upset that God treats that other person better than he treats us, it creates a gap in our relationship with God as well.
Jealousy comes from unsatisfied appetites, according to the Bible. James describes it this way: “You desire but do not have, so you kill. You covet but you cannot get what you want, so you quarrel and fight” (4:2). Unsatisfied appetites. Think of it this way: every evening, we sit down to dinner. And before us is a well-prepared meal. On good days, it’s balanced for our nutritional needs; on rushed days, it’s something out of the microwave, but nevertheless, you sit down and you eat. And you feel full, so you stop. Your appetite for food has been satisfied. For the moment. But if you’re like me, somewhere around 9:30 or so, my tummy starts telling me, “Hey, what about some food down here? No, forget healthy food. Let’s get some ice cream, or chips, or cookies, or something that’s just not good for you.” And so I wander up into the kitchen, even without thinking about it much, and rummage around in the cabinet until I find something that will satisfy my appetite. For a while. Until the morning. Or the next meal. We have a teenage son, and he’s in the kitchen rummaging around about every hour. James says we have other appetites that are not so easy to satisfy. We long for things. You desire, but do not have, so you get jealous. You desire, but do not have, so you blame someone else. You desire, but do not have, so you blame God. James says you desire, but do not have, so you kill. I don’t know if he meant that word literally or not, but how many relationships have been killed because of jealousy, because of unsatisfied desires, because of the gap that develops when we fail to be fully satisfied by the right things? James says, most often, we’re asking for the wrong things and, even more, asking the wrong person. We’re expecting someone here to satisfy our longings when the only one who can is God. James puts it this way: “You do not have because you do not ask God” (4:2).
In the story of Cain and Abel, without even being asked, God tells Cain, “If you do what is right, will you not be accepted?” (4:7). The implication is, “Yes, you will be.” We don’t know what Cain did wrong, but that’s hardly the point, because, as God points out, “sin is crouching at your door.” There’s danger here as Cain’s jealousy of Abel begins to grow, because Cain is not really jealous of Abel. He’s really angry with God, that God did not accept his sacrifice. He desired, but he did not have, and so he killed. In the story of the prodigal son, the father tells the elder brother he could have anything he wanted. In fact, because the younger brother had already taken his inheritance, it was literally true that everything the father owned already belonged to the elder brother. “You never gave me,” the elder brother says. And though the father doesn’t say it, he could have: “You never asked.” That’s a story I wish had a better ending. I mean, yes, we love the ending of the story that says the younger son was welcomed home. But I want to know what happens to the older brother, because he is most of us. He is the one who has always been with the father. He is the one who works alongside the father every day, and yet he’s completely missed the point of their relationship. He's been near, but he’s been so far. There’s been a gap. He desired, but he did not think he had, so he killed a relationship or two along the way. The problem for both Cain and the elder brother is that they’ve been focused on the wrong things and asking the wrong questions. The first thing we need to do in order to conquer jealousy is to refocus.
James puts it this way: “Submit yourselves, then, to God…Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will lift you up” (4:7, 10). Refocusing requires humility, but what is humility? We’ve often misunderstood or even misinterpreted humility. We think of it often as tearing yourself down, making yourself small somehow. Or, even worse, it’s thinking you’re not worth anything. Now, how do we square that with a Scripture that tells us we are made in the image of God, that we are worth dying for, that we are worth more to God, the creator of the universe, than we can even imagine? Humility is not tearing ourselves down. True humility is seeing ourselves rightly, seeing ourselves as who we really are in relation to God. The psalmist puts it this way: “What is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them? You have made them a little lower than the angels and crowned them with glory and honor. You made them rulers over the works of your hands…” (8:4-6). We are made a little lower than the angels, but God has given us huge responsibility. Humility is seeing ourselves in right relationship with God. He is God and we are not. He knows what is best and we often do not. Humility is an aspect of trust. Do we trust God to work things out for the very best, even when it’s hard?
Of course, it's hard to trust someone we don’t know, so perhaps for some of us the first step in refocusing our lives is found through developing a personal relationship with God through his son Jesus Christ. It’s only the relationship the prodigal son has with his father that allows him to come back home. He couldn’t have run up the lane of any other farm in the area and been as welcomed or accepted as he was at home. In the moment he began walking home, he was refocusing his life, re-establishing the relationship he should have had with his father all along. Maybe some of us need to begin that relationship by asking Jesus to be a part of our lives, by turning toward the Father. Jesus came to deal with all the sin that breaks our relationships to each other and to God the Father. “Sin” is a word we don’t use much anymore, but the basic understanding (in the Old Testament and in the New) is “missing the mark.” It's shooting for a target and missing. It’s a “willful shortcoming,” a choice not to walk with God or to live in the way he calls us to live (cf. Goldingay, Genesis for Everyone, Part One, pg. 68). Refocusing calls us to turn around, repent of our attitude, and allow Jesus to live in our lives. The Bible makes this promise: “Come near to God and he will come near to you” (James 4:8). Refocus, repent, whatever word you want to use here, the beginning of the end of jealousy is seeing ourselves in right relationship with God.
And that, then, should lead us to a practice that helps lessen the lure of jealous feelings in our lives. That practice is called “celebration.” Heard of it? It’s not just about throwing a big party. It’s about celebrating what God has given us—what God has given you, and given me. Rather than focusing all the time on what we don't have, why not celebrate the things God has given us? It's far too easy to center our thoughts and our hearts on the things we don’t have. The father of the prodigal tries to get his son to see this. To the elder brother, he says, “My son, you are always with me, and everything I have is yours” (15:31). In other words, why don’t you look around? Everything you see already belongs to you. I’ve provided you with everything I have. And yet, there’s some greed going on here, too, as the older brother realizes that whatever is being spent on the party inside is coming out of his inheritance, and he doesn’t want his brother to get any of it. That lousy no-good brother doesn’t deserve it (cf. Wright, Luke for Everyone, pg. 190). As one commentator points out, the older brother is not a fan of mercy. He hates grace (Card, Luke: The Gospel of Amazement, pg. 185). So the father quickly goes on. “But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found” (15:32). Jesus, through this father, says that not only should we celebrate the things we have, but part of bridging the gap—between us and others and between us and God—is to celebrate when good things happen to others, especially those of whom we are jealous.
I learned that in many ways, one of which had to do with a seminary classmate. He and I worked together a lot in our early days in ministry, and one year we got asked to write the curriculum for what was then Senior High Institute at Epworth Forest. The materials we wrote would be used by thousands of senior highers and youth leaders for four weeks during the summer. So we worked hard on it, sending files back and forth and sharpening each other’s ideas, and this was in the early days of the internet, so those files went slowly through email. And when it was done, we printed it and got good response to it. And then he was invited, out of that experience, to write curriculum that would be used all across the denomination. And I was rather frustrated. Neither one of us had identified who wrote what in the Institute curriculum, but he was asked and I never was. I found myself staring at the green-eyed monster of envy and jealousy. Why was his ministry being recognized and mine being ignored? Have you ever felt that way toward someone? It took me a while to get to the point where I was actually glad for him, where I could celebrate his accomplishments. I never told him how I felt but it put somewhat of a damper on our relationship until I got to the point where I could celebrate him and at the same time be thankful for what I had.
Ed Dobson was a pastor for many years in Grand Rapids, Michigan, having moved there from Northern Ireland. He earned his doctorate at the University of Virginia and was a consulting editor for the well-respected Leadership magazine. And then, he was diagnosed with ALS, the disease better known as Lou Gehrig’s disease. ALS progressively removes a person’s ability to function, and even as Ed stepped out of the active pastoral ministry, he declared, “It ain’t over until it’s over.” Lately, Ed has struggled with increasing debilitation, but he refuses to give up. Let’s take a glimpse into his life.
VIDEO: “Ed’s Story: Grateful” clip
Rejoice and celebrate even in the midst of the most difficult circumstances. It would be natural for Ed to be jealous of so many others who do not have the challenges and the suffering he does. Why did God allow this to happen to him? Why didn’t God take this disease away? Why hasn’t he gotten better, despite the prayers of so many people? Ed’s situation would lead many to despair, anger and jealousy. But he refuses to give into that. Even as he contemplates the suffering Jesus, he continues to be grateful—for those who help him, for those who surround him with love, for those who carry on the ministry he began, and for God’s presence in the midst of suffering. Ed’s story reminds us that celebration is what we need, even in the worst of circumstances.
We won’t always “feel” like celebrating. Like our response to anger, the feelings will follow later—maybe much later. Still, we choose to celebrate, even if we don’t feel like it. Is that lying? No, it’s making a choice to be better than our inclinations want us to be. And it’s learning to be grateful for whatever comes our way rather than spending all of our time and energy focused on what we don’t have, or on someone who, we think, has more (and, usually in our thought, doesn’t deserve it). If we refuse to celebrate, jealousy can easily (and sometimes quickly) become resentment.
So, then, the question for us is this: who do you secretly (or maybe not so secretly) resent? Maybe it’s even someone sitting here with you this morning. Is it the boss? The executives who don’t seem to see you? The person who has less talent than you do but seems to always get noticed at work? The one who seems to have everything handed to them? Or maybe your resentment is aimed not at an individual but rather at a group of people. If you’re single, maybe you resent or are jealous of married people. (Maybe it’s vice versa!) Those who want children can become jealous of those who have children. Those whose financial situation won’t allow them to retire can be jealous of those who retired early (cf. Stanley 72). Those who want to be in charge are often jealous of those who are. And so on. Who gets you upset? Here’s the disturbing news: God is calling you to celebrate even for that person or those people. That’s the message at the end of Jesus’ parable. The elder brother does not want to have anything to do with his younger brother, and yet the father tells him, “We had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found” (15:32). He was dead and is alive again; there has been resurrection happening here, and any time there is a resurrection, there must be a celebration (cf. Wright 190). Celebration is vital. As Andy Stanley puts it, “Celebrating the success of those you envy will allow you to conquer those emotions that have the potential to drive a wedge in the relationship” (176). Celebration brings hope out of a life struggling with jealousy. Celebration brings gratitude and helps bridge the gap that has grown.
So, coming at our heart from four different directions are four enemies that can cause long-lasting damage if we don’t confront and conquer them. Guilt says, “I owe you,” and is conquered with the practice of confession. Anger says, “You owe me,” and is conquered with the practice of forgiveness. Greed says, “I owe me,” and is conquered with the discipline of generosity. And jealousy says, “God owes me,” and is overcome through celebration. If we’re going to effectively serve Christ, to be able to do what he calls us to do, it’s important to be vigilant and check the health of our heart. We know it’s important to get regular check-ups on our physical heart and body. If we want to live long and feel good, we wouldn’t skip those check-ups. We need to do the same for our spiritual life as well, the heart we say we have given to Jesus. So how’s your heart? Are any of these enemies threatening you today? Talk to God about it and be sure to schedule regular check-ups with the Great Physician. Let’s pray.