Thursday, October 9, 2008

Treasure hidden in a field...

When I was growing up in Saskatchewan, I, like all the boys my age, learned to operate a tractor in the fields when I was a preteen. I remember one specific day I was doing some work in a field not to far from the one pictured with my children, my father and our dog (above). I was driving a John Deere AR tractor. I had on one of my fingers, a ring. I'm not sure where I got it from. It wasn't anything special; no stones; just a simple ring that likely cost less than a $1.00. I still remember exactly what it looked like. I was playing with it when it fell off my finger, bounced off of the floor of the tractor, through a hole and down onto the field passing by below. I quickly got everything stopped and tried to find it but couldn't. As I passed by the spot with my tractor, I would look at the spot, hoping to catch a hint of glitter so I could locate it but never could. As I worked the field in subsequent years, I would always keep my eye open around the area where it had gone missing... nothing. As I grew into adulthood and left the farm, during return visits I pass by the field and always remember that small event some 35 years later.

In Matthew 13:44 is a very brief but vivid parable about the Kingdom of heaven. It describes a man who finds a treasure in a field. He then hides it in the field and sells everything he has to buy the field. He has made the connection that so many on earth fail to understand, Jesus comes to us and offers us something that is priceless, simply incomparable to anything we could possibly possess here on earth. It is something eternal. Jesus spoke of this treasure and then delivered it.


Gwen said...

Hey! You have a blog!

I totally agree with the common interpretation of this parable, but also I sometimes wonder if we could turn it around: We are an incomparable treasure, being made in the likeness of God, and the Father gave everything He had to redeem us.

TimW said...

I never thought of it that way before, it may work. As I look closely at the context of the other parables in the same chapter, I am unable to rule out that possibility. Makes me think of 3 parables in Luke 15: the lost sheep, the lost coin, the prodigal son; each one pointing to a love for me that is hard to fathom at times.