Monday, March 8, 2010

Third Sunday in Lent Year C 2010

03 Lent C 10

March 7, 2010

Isaiah 55:1-9

55:1 Ho, everyone who thirsts, come to the waters; and you that have no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price.

55:2 Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread, and your labor for that which does not satisfy? Listen carefully to me, and eat what is good, and delight yourselves in rich food.

55:3 Incline your ear, and come to me; listen, so that you may live. I will make with you an everlasting covenant, my steadfast, sure love for David.

55:4 See, I made him a witness to the peoples, a leader and commander for the peoples.

55:5 See, you shall call nations that you do not know, and nations that do not know you shall run to you, because of the LORD your God, the Holy One of Israel, for he has glorified you.

55:6 Seek the LORD while he may be found, call upon him while he is near;

55:7 let the wicked forsake their way, and the unrighteous their thoughts; let them return to the LORD, that he may have mercy on them, and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.

55:8 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways my ways, says the LORD.

55:9 For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.

Psalm 63:1-8

63:1 O God, you are my God, I seek you, my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

63:2 So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary, beholding your power and glory.

63:3 Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you.

63:4 So I will bless you as long as I live; I will lift up my hands and call on your name.

63:5 My soul is satisfied as with a rich feast, and my mouth praises you with joyful lips

63:6 when I think of you on my bed, and meditate on you in the watches of the night;

63:7 for you have been my help, and in the shadow of your wings I sing for joy.

63:8 My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.

1 Corinthians 10:1-13

10:1 I do not want you to be unaware, brothers and sisters, that our ancestors were all under the cloud, and all passed through the sea,

10:2 and all were baptized into Moses in the cloud and in the sea,

10:3 and all ate the same spiritual food,

10:4 and all drank the same spiritual drink. For they drank from the spiritual rock that followed them, and the rock was Christ.

10:5 Nevertheless, God was not pleased with most of them, and they were struck down in the wilderness.

10:6 Now these things occurred as examples for us, so that we might not desire evil as they did.

10:7 Do not become idolaters as some of them did; as it is written, "The people sat down to eat and drink, and they rose up to play."

10:8 We must not indulge in sexual immorality as some of them did, and twenty-three thousand fell in a single day.

10:9 We must not put Christ to the test, as some of them did, and were destroyed by serpents.

10:10 And do not complain as some of them did, and were destroyed by the destroyer.

10:11 These things happened to them to serve as an example, and they were written down to instruct us, on whom the ends of the ages have come.

10:12 So if you think you are standing, watch out that you do not fall.

10:13 No testing has overtaken you that is not common to everyone. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tested beyond your strength, but with the testing he will also provide the way out so that you may be able to endure it.

Luke 13:1-9

13:1 At that very time there were some present who told him about the Galileans whose blood Pilate had mingled with their sacrifices.

13:2 He asked them, "Do you think that because these Galileans suffered in this way they were worse sinners than all other Galileans?

13:3 No, I tell you; but unless you repent, you will all perish as they did.

13:4 Or those eighteen who were killed when the tower of Siloam fell on them--do you think that they were worse offenders than all the others living in Jerusalem?

13:5 No, I tell you; but unless you repent, you will all perish just as they did."

13:6 Then he told this parable: "A man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard; and he came looking for fruit on it and found none.

13:7 So he said to the gardener, 'See here! For three years I have come looking for fruit on this fig tree, and still I find none. Cut it down! Why should it be wasting the soil?'

13:8 He replied, 'Sir, let it alone for one more year, until I dig around it and put manure on it.

13:9 If it bears fruit next year, well and good; but if not, you can cut it down.'"

The Parable of the Little Turkey

There once was a little turkey who lived on a farm. She had a warm bed in a warm barn. There was a big dog to protect her against predators. The little turkey never had to do anything for her food. It was brought to her every day by a smiling old man and it was loaded with delicious fat.

And the little turkey thought, “How blessed I am!”

But sometimes there were these odd days when one of the other turkeys, usually one just a little shy of adulthood, would go nuts. It would run around the barn screaming, “It’s all a trick! It’s all a trick! We’re being set up!” During these outbursts, the younger turkeys would simply hide behind their parents’ legs. The grown-ups never commented. Sooner or later, the upset turkeys always grew quiet.

And the little turkey thought “If they only knew how blessed they are.”

And then one day, just a little shy of her adulthood, the little turkey’s parents took her aside.

“We have a very special purpose,” her father said. “On one very important day, the old man who is feeding and caring for us celebrates how thankful he is to God. And on those days, he kills one of us, and uses that one as the main course in his family’s thanksgiving feast.”

The little turkey was stunned. It seemed to her very cruel. She felt panic welling up inside her. She suddenly understood why the older turkeys sometimes seemed to go mad.

And her mother said, “Child, someday you will have to die. Do you want to die in the middle of the night with a fox at your throat? Or would you instead like to give your life in thanksgiving to God?”

And the little turkey grew silent, and said nothing.

The next day, the little turkey watched the smiling old man as he cleaned out the barn and handed out the food. She watched the dog who quietly guarded the barn, always alert for any danger. But everything was different now that she knew why the old man smiled at her, why he fed her, why the food tasted so good, why the dog guarded her.

And the beauty of it grew in her. And she thought: “How blessed I am.”

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