
Luke 13:8-9 “‘Sir,’ the man replied, ‘leave it alone for one more year, and I’ll dig around it and fertilize it. If it bears fruit next year, fine! If not, then cut it down.’”
Leave it alone for one more year. The vineyard worker pleads for the fig tree to be spared. This is what Jesus does for us. He pleads for the Father not to treat us as our sins deserve. His pleas are always successful. They never fail, because they are based on his own work, and his own shed blood. The past is forgiven, all of it, always. But it is forgiven with an end in sight. Our Lord wants to enrich our future.
That starts with nurturing our faith. “I’ll dig around it and fertilize it,” the vineyard worker promises. First there is digging to do. The ground has to be prepared. Hard ground won’t let food and water in, and neither will hard hearts. So God goes to work softening them. And softening is almost always something of a violent process. Sharp blades cut into the ground and chop the soil apart.
The Lord softens hard hearts with a message that cuts, and beats, and rubs. I don’t like to be told I’m wrong any more than you do. I don’t like to have my selfishness and lovelessness exposed. But I need it.
A number of years ago my dentist noticed I was developing gum disease. He said I might need a procedure in which he would peel back the gums from my teeth, clean and polish below the gum line, and then sew it all back together again. I had always been faithful about brushing, but I was lackadaisical about flossing. My dentist had to confront me about my habits, and threaten me with a nasty procedure, to spare me from deeper pain. Six months of regular flossing later, everything was in order again, and the dentist didn’t have to cut my mouth up.
In a similar way we need God’s law to tell us what we don’t want to hear, and to confront what we don’t want to change. So God’s law tells me that I am not being good. It warns me that my sinful habits can make life uncomfortable now, and plunge me into eternal pain in the life to come. It digs. It cuts. It beats. It rubs. But it is making my heart ready to receive something good.
In the parable, that good thing was fertilizer. In the Greek, it is literally manure. It may smell a little, but it brings the tree food and life. The gospel is a little like that. The “smelly” part of the gospel is getting past the idea that I can’t save myself. I need Jesus. And the message of the cross is foolishness in the eyes of the world. The idea that one man’s death thousands of years ago sets everything right between me and God doesn’t smell quite right to human reason. But that’s what the gospel says.
The nourishing part of the gospel is like finding a feast unlike anything we have ever known. God doesn’t love the good people, the people who make him happy, the people who get everything right. He loves me, just the way I am. He loves the world, just the way they are. I bring him the sins of the past week, the past day, the past hour, and he doesn’t roll his eyes at me and say, “Again? Really?” He grabs them from my hands. He buries them in the deepest pit he can find. He scrubs every last trace of them from my soul. He looks at me again and says, “Sins? What sins? I don’t see any sins. I see only one of my dear children. Run along, and be the person I have declared you to be.”
I don’t deny that other people love us, too. But no one else loves us this way, this much–not our parents, our spouses, our children, or our dearest friends. God has spared us to enrich our lives with the love of the gospel. And it will sustain us to survive another year.
This is what produces the love God seeks. Even these are not so much a product the Lord seeks to collect for himself. It is a way to enrich our lives. Our acts of love, our own sacrifices, are a better way to live. They replace the boredom of trying to keep ourselves entertained with the excitement of having a mission and purpose. They make our lives meaningful. They make it possible to go from wondering, “Why does God leave me here?” to anticipating, “What can I do to make a difference in the year to come?”
So here we are, with another chance today. The Lord has left us here, spared for at least some part of the year ahead. Make it rich in God’s word. Make it fruitful in your life.







