Background Passages: Matthew 7:24-29; Luke 6:46-49; and James 1:22-25
I listened to Christian comedian Chondra Pierce on my car radio this week. After a serious moment in her show she began talking how she coped with the storms in her life by reading. She pulled out a book and began to read a profound passage from her favorite novel, The Three Little Pigs.
The dread and consternation she emoted while describing the plight of the porky home builders was quite humorous. She lavished such praise on the little pig who had the foresight to build his home, not of straw or sticks, but fire-hardened brick.
Almost immediately, my mind went straight to one of the earliest Bible stories I remember hearing as a child…the story Jesus shared of the men who built their respective homes on rock and sand. Old fairy tales offered a simple moral. Jesus’ parables offered the ordinary to teach the extraordinary.
That he was a carpenter and a stone mason added gravity to his words. For the better part of his adult life, Jesus lived with deep callouses on his hands layered by day after day of swinging hammers, sawing logs and stacking stones. Learning the trade at the side of his father, Jesus understood that the secret to building a sturdy house rested in the quality of its foundation.
The land surrounding Nazareth in Galilee consisted of rocky hills, deep and fertile valleys, interlaced with brooks, streams and dry gullies susceptible to flash flooding during the rainy season. Such storms threatened the unprepared. At an early age, Jesus learned to find bedrock when clearing land for a new home.
When he taught the multitudes, the master storyteller often drew upon his experiences and the familiar experiences of his audience to drive home a spiritual point.
On one such occasion in the hills of Galilee, a large multitude of people from “all over Judea, from Jerusalem and from as far away as Tyre and Sidon” on the coast of the Great Sea, gathered to hear Jesus teach and to be healed of their diseases. And, he taught them a great many things.
“…Blessed are the poor, for yours is the kingdom of God…”
“…Love your enemies; do good to those who hate you…
“…Do to others as you would have them do to you…”
“…Do not judge…Do not condemn…instead forgive…”
“…No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit. The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart…”
Jesus looked into the faces of the men and women surrounding him, a good many who were following him wherever he went. He could see the few who grasped the significance of his words. Far more, it seemed, sat waiting for a miracle, with eyes that failed to see beyond their physical need and hearts closed to the truths so freely offered.
As the silence grew uncomfortable, Jesus shook his head, the anguish in his heart evident to those who knew him best.
“Why do you call me ‘Lord, Lord’ and do not do what I say?”
Before him sat a multitude that was really good at hearing the words Jesus preached and very bad about putting those words into practice. With that penetrating question, he shared a story drawn from the pages of their lives.
Jesus told about a man who wished to build a home for his family. He searched his property for the best site upon which to build. He had options. When he found a suitable site, he cleared the land, moved loose rock and soil until he reached the bedrock. Using tools and muscle power, he chipped away at the stone until it was level.
Then, he dug more deeply in the four corners, sinking the foundation firmly upon the rock. Once done, he stacked the stones, building the walls straight and level. After he moved his family into the home he built, a storm came. The winds howled. The streams rose in a torrent and pushed against the house. Because it was so solidly built on its foundation of stone, the house stood through the storm.
Jesus looked again at the crowd around him and made his case. The man who built this house is so much like “the man who comes to me, hears my words and puts them into practice.”
But, there is another man in this story who also wished to build a home for his family. He searched his property for the best site upon which to build. He had options. When he found a suitable site, it looked too much like work so he chose another place where the land was already smooth and level. Raking the loose dirt to prepare it, he stacked the stones, building the walls as straight and level as the soft soil would allow.
After he moved his family into the home he built, the storm came. The wind howled. The stream rose to a torrent and pushed against his house, just as it did the other. This time, though, the water began to wash away the dirt beneath the walls, undercutting their stability. The walls shifted in the wind. The roof fell. The house collapsed with a great crash.
Jesus clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth in sorrow. This man, he said, is like the “one who hears my words and does not put them into practice.”
His unspoken question lingered in the air, clearly to anyone who was really listening. Which man are you going to be?
It’s a fair question. Not just on the mountainside at Jesus’ feet. It’s a fair question to those of us sitting in the pews of our respective churches.
I think it is important to know that Luke identifies the people who sat on the mountainside that day with Jesus as “disciples.” Not just the 12, but disciples nonetheless. These were not the paparazzi or the curious who just wanted to say they once heard the teacher speak. These were people who recognized the power coming from Jesus both in what he said and what he did. They were followers, learners…disciples.
Yet, like so many of us who are followers, learners…disciples, Jesus’ words were simple platitudes and proverbs that read well when embroidered on a pillow. They were not life-changing, foundational principles upon which they built their lives.
There have certainly been times in my life where I was content in the knowledge of Jesus I gained, neither needing, nor wanting, more. Content to sit in my pew, listen to a sermon, acknowledge the goodness of the words and never letting them direct my actions during the week. Pious platitudes planted in the sand.
It is a fair and justified question! What good is it if we call him “Lord, Lord” and don’t do what he says we must do?
We are called to be so much more. To do so much more. We live our lives doing what feels right at the time. Not listening to the warnings. Ignoring God’s wisdom. Building our lives out of straw and stones on sand that shifts with every raging storm and rising stream. Because our faith is not sufficiently grounded in the bedrock of Christ, life collapses around us.
The good news of God’s forgiveness and grace is that we are not stuck living in the sand. Our house can be rebuilt.
“Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom and continues in it…not forgetting what they heard, but doing it…they will be blessed in what they do.” James 1:22-25
These words say essentially the same thing as Jesus said that day on the mountainside. Hearing the word is one thing. Doing what the word demands takes it to a deeper level of commitment. Living as Christ lived…in his image…practicing what we preach…is the call of every believer.
But consider James who wrote this passage. Early in his life the half-brother of Christ heard the words Jesus proclaimed and probably liked the sound of them. Yet, he refused to build on that foundation. At various times, he tried to get Jesus to stop his ministry. Called him crazy.
Yet, after the storm of Jesus’ sacrifice on the cross and his resurrection brought his life crashing down around him, James cleared away the grass and the dirt until he hit bedrock. He rebuilt his life on the firm foundation of Jesus Christ and all he taught. His testimony changed. No longer ashamed to call him “brother,” James now called Jesus, “Lord,” putting into practice every dot, every tittle, every word.
It’s a parable, not a fairy tale. Building our lives on the firm foundation of Christ requires us to dig deeper into his word. Understand what the Holy Spirit is teaching us today. Open our hearts to new truth. And,put into practice all we hear and learn from him in our lives, extending to the lives we encounter each day.
Until we put God’s word into practice, our lives are just straw and sticks and sand.
So, the story begs the question.
Why do you call him “Lord”?
