Who Enters Heaven Last: A Surprising Twist.

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Gospel: Matthew 20: 1-16

Jesus told his disciples this parable:
“The kingdom of heaven is like a landowner
who went out at dawn to hire laborers for his vineyard. 
After agreeing with them for the usual daily wage,
he sent them into his vineyard. 
Going out about nine o’clock,
the landowner saw others standing idle in the marketplace,
and he said to them, ‘You too go into my vineyard,
and I will give you what is just.’
So they went off. 
And he went out again around noon,
and around three o’clock, and did likewise. 
Going out about five o’clock,
the landowner found others standing around, and said to them,
‘Why do you stand here idle all day?’
They answered, ‘Because no one has hired us.’
He said to them, ‘You too go into my vineyard.’
When it was evening the owner of the vineyard said to his foreman,
‘Summon the laborers and give them their pay,
beginning with the last and ending with the first.’
When those who had started about five o’clock came,
each received the usual daily wage. 
So when the first came, they thought that they would receive more,
but each of them also got the usual wage. 
And on receiving it they grumbled against the landowner, saying,
‘These last ones worked only one hour,
and you have made them equal to us,
who bore the day’s burden and the heat.’
He said to one of them in reply,
‘My friend, I am not cheating you. 
Did you not agree with me for the usual daily wage? 
Take what is yours and go. 
What if I wish to give this last one the same as you? 
Or am I not free to do as I wish with my own money? 
Are you envious because I am generous?’
Thus, the last will be first, and the first will be last.”

The Gospel of the Lord.

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We live in a society that values being first. We reward the highest achievers, the hardest workers, the first into the vineyard, and the last to leave at night. 

We can also carry this belief into religion, thinking that the surest road to heaven is to keep the faith, to never miss Mass, to pray early and often, to excel in charity, to know and live the Scriptures, to be the salt of the earth, the light of the world.

But in today’s Gospel parable, Jesus scrambles these ideas, turning them upside down, leaving us scratching our heads. 

“The first shall be last, and the last shall be first,” he says, making it seem like the best place to be is in the back – not the front – of the line.

I’m sure the disciples were as puzzled as we are when they first heard this.

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Does Jesus mean that sinners will storm heaven before the Saints? That it’s better not to run the race of faith from start to finish, rather to convert on our deathbed?

How can someone who has lived a carefree, reckless, or self-centered life receive the same reward as the virgins, martyrs, and Saints? And before them to boot!

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Imagine a line forming just outside of heaven with all of humanity waiting for the pearly gates to open. Where would you position yourself in that line – up front with the Saints, in the back with the sinners, or somewhere in between?

Would you let someone else cut in front of you?

Suddenly, just before the gates open, Saint Peter makes a surprising announcement following the theme in today’s Gospel. He tells everyone to make an about-face; those standing in the back are to enter heaven first.

Imagine the cheering, the backslapping, the excitement, and the gratitude erupting from those who stood in last place, never thinking of themselves as worthy of heaven, hoping just to eek their way in. 

They’d have quite the story to tell of God’s mercy. 

Meanwhile, we who were faithful our whole lives, who were expecting to be first, might struggle with a bit of jealousy.

It just doesn’t seem fair.

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That’s the dynamic at work in today’s Gospel.

A landowner enters a marketplace where he finds an undisclosed number of laborers out of luck, standing idly, waiting for work. So, he hires them throughout the day.

Some start bright and early, others join in the afternoon, while others arrive just before sunset.  When the landowner begins paying the laborers, he starts with those in the back, giving each a full day’s wage. 

Meanwhile, those who worked all day start doing the arithmetic. If the last ones in get a full day’s wage, then what about the early birds? Surely, they’d receive more.

After all, they are the ones whose shirts are damp and stained, drenched in sweat and stench, whose muscles are achy and inflamed, whose skin roasted in the noonday heat.

But to their dismay, everyone receives an equal wage. So one unhappy laborer pipes up, “These last ones worked only an hour, and you have made them equal to us, who bore the day’s burden and the heat!”

Like us, these laborers had an innate sense of fairness. How can someone who’s done almost nothing earn the same wage as one who has worked hard all day? 

It isn’t fair.

Apparently, God isn’t either.

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We all know what that unfairness feels like.

It’s something that children struggle with all the time. Everything has to be equal. 

For example, growing up, my brother and I had to alternate who got to ride in the front seat of the car. We’d also count how many gifts the other person got on birthdays and Christmas. Heaven forbid one received more than the other.

Or maybe you are the one who cared for your aging parents while your siblings did little or nothing to help. But when the inheritance came, it was split evenly amongst the children.

Unfair.

Or you’re the colleague at work who is the first in the office and the last to leave. You work harder than everyone else, but when the yearly bonuses come, you get neither added recognition nor a penny more.

Unfair.

Or, using today’s Gospel imagery, you’re the one who’s been faithful to God your whole life, and now Jesus says that the late comers will receive the same reward as you – making it seem as if all of your hard work has been for nothing.

Unfair.

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Whether or not that’s true, it’s not about when we get into heaven – first, last, or somewhere in between – but that we get in at all. 

Cutting the line, or seeing ourselves as more or less deserving than someone else, is a fruitless exercise. 

Jesus simply wants us to be grateful that we will be welcomed… whether from the front, the back, or somewhere in between.

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The women who followed Jesus.

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Gospel: Luke 8:1-3

Jesus journeyed from one town and village to another,
preaching and proclaiming the good news of the Kingdom of God.
Accompanying him were the Twelve
and some women who had been cured of evil spirits and infirmities,
Mary, called Magdalene, from whom seven demons had gone out,
Joanna, the wife of Herod’s steward Chuza,
Susanna, and many others
who provided for them out of their resources.

The Gospel of the Lord.

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These three verses from Luke’s Gospel are filled with interesting, sometimes overlooked, details. 

First, Luke tells us, “Jesus journeyed from one town and village to another.” At first read, it’s easy to presume that’s what Jesus always did; he came to encounter, to preach, to heal, and to save.

But the reason why Jesus is journeying from one village to another is because he’s been thrown out of the synagogues. This initiates a new phase in his ministry whereby the mountains, the hills, and the sea serve as his pulpit. 

The weak and sinful are mesmerized by him, while the religious authorities are plotting his death.

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In addition to the Twelve Apostles, Luke tells us that “some women” were part of this travelling caravan. They all have one important thing in common: each was healed by Jesus.

Filled with gratitude for the Lord, Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Susanna, and others, become Christ’s devotees, providing for him out of their own personal resources – food, shelter, and the comfort of their companionship. 

Some of these women will also stand faithfully with him at the Cross. I wonder if Jesus already knew that.

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What makes this band of women so interesting is how different they are. Mary Magdalene had “seven demons” cast out of her. Some say she was once mentally ill, even a prostitute. 

Meanwhile, Joanna, came from significant means and influence; she was the wife of King Herod’s “CEO.”

Seeing these two women come together reminds us of Christ’s ability to bring together very different people under a single cause, just as he did with the Apostles.

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So, what might these verses mean for us?

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Like this diverse band of women, may we welcome Jesus and follow him joyfully wherever he may go – to the mountains, the hills, the sea, the ends of the earth.

Even to the very depths of our hearts.

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When I enter into God’s presence.

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Gospel: Luke 7:36-50

A certain Pharisee invited Jesus to dine with him,
and he entered the Pharisee’s house and reclined at table.
Now there was a sinful woman in the city
who learned that he was at table in the house of the Pharisee.
Bringing an alabaster flask of ointment,
she stood behind him at his feet weeping
and began to bathe his feet with her tears.
Then she wiped them with her hair,
kissed them, and anointed them with the ointment.
When the Pharisee who had invited him saw this he said to himself,
“If this man were a prophet,
he would know who and what sort of woman this is who is touching him,
that she is a sinner.”
Jesus said to him in reply,
“Simon, I have something to say to you.”
“Tell me, teacher,” he said.
“Two people were in debt to a certain creditor;
one owed five hundred days’ wages and the other owed fifty.
Since they were unable to repay the debt, he forgave it for both.
Which of them will love him more?”
Simon said in reply,
“The one, I suppose, whose larger debt was forgiven.”
He said to him, “You have judged rightly.”
Then he turned to the woman and said to Simon,
“Do you see this woman?
When I entered your house, you did not give me water for my feet,
but she has bathed them with her tears
and wiped them with her hair.
You did not give me a kiss,
but she has not ceased kissing my feet since the time I entered.
You did not anoint my head with oil,
but she anointed my feet with ointment.
So I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven;
hence, she has shown great love.
But the one to whom little is forgiven, loves little.”
He said to her, “Your sins are forgiven.”
The others at table said to themselves,
“Who is this who even forgives sins?”
But he said to the woman,
“Your faith has saved you; go in peace.”

The Gospel of the Lord.

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One of my favorite Christian songs is I Can Only Imagine by MercyMe. The singer wonders what it will be like for him when he enters into the loving presence of God.

“I can only imagine what I will do,” he sings. “Will I stand in your presence? Or to my knees will I fall? Will I sing halleluiah? Will I be able to speak at all? I can only imagine.”

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In today’s Gospel, a sinful woman has her chance – not to imagine – but to be in God’s presence.

Her generous, humble, tear-filled response is one of the most beautiful encounters Jesus has with another human being.

And we don’t even know her name.

Perhaps because she could be any one of us.

Knowing that Jesus would be dining in a certain Pharisees’ home, she went out and likely spent all she had on an alabaster flask of ointment. 

It was her intention to wash the Lord’s feet in the costly perfume, but before she could kneel, tears began flowing uncontrollably from her eyes – so much so that she bathed Jesus’ toes and ankles in them.

Then she used her hair as a towel to dry up the beautiful mess her eyes and heart have made.

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In Jesus’ day, it was considered immodest for a woman to wear her hair down in public. But the fact that this woman uses hers so readily as a towel implies that her hair was already down, flowing past her shoulders.

A sign she either did not care about social customs, or was so enraptured by being in Jesus’ presence that she saw no one else – as if the two of them were alone.

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What will we do when we enter into the presence of God? Will we stand in his presence? Or, like this woman, to our knees will we fall? Will we sing hallelujah? Will we be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine.

But I’m sure there will be tears.

Like her, tears for having been loved and forgiven.

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