PONDERINGS ON A PARABLE.
What is a parable? My dictionary defines it as a simple story used to illustrate a certain truth.
Off and one for decades I have tried to make sense of the Parable of the Ten Virgins. I am sure that many are familiar with it, but just in case, a synopsis.
The parable mentions ten Bride’s maids, young girls, I imagine, who are responsible for preparing the bride to meet the bridegroom. Five of them Jesus calls foolish, five of them wise.
Jesus starts this unusual story with the words, “At that time.” At what time? I believe this phrase refers to the previous chapter, Matthew 24, which deals with the End of Days, the Day and Hour we don’t know.
Imagination.
One of my rules for writing is ‘letting my imagination go wild’. So, if I were to film this scene I would see ten excited young women, invited to an important wedding, and play a part in the proceedings. They are quite a relaxed bunch. The tension whether they would be invited is over. They made the cut and still a bit nervous, so they entered the hall with some trepidation, and when they had seen how the others were attired, they felt better and actually quite pleased with themselves.
But, somehow Jesus made a definite distinction in the group. Five he called foolish. Five he called wise. That’s one thing I found questionable. Why are the foolish called foolish? We know that the foolish are labeled that way because they had not taken extra oil along for their lamps.
Tell me: What would you have done had you been among the chosen Ten? The wedding is in the afternoon, say three o’clock. They were all there at least an hour before. The party is somewhat later, but certainly well over before midnight, because tomorrow is another busy day. The lights are needed for that short trip to the wedding hall, so, until that time the lamps are trimmed to a tiny flame. With a full tank there’s plenty of oil for the entire proceeding, with fuel to spare. Plain common sense. The bridegroom was known to be a punctual man, so why take along extra jars of that stinking and expensive kerosene? Suppose that the heavy crock pot would break and spill its contents all over the new dress. These containers weren’t like the metal or plastic ones we have: no, they were frail, cumbersome and heavy. Mother was right: just to carry a lamp with a full tank would be enough. Also, how to carry the food, when one hand is needed to carry the light and another the extra oil. I agree with the so-called foolish maidens. Their action made perfect sense.
“But,” says Jesus, “those wise women took the trouble of lugging these heavy jars with them.” Why would they do this? Ridiculous, really. How could they properly attend to their task preparing the bride, and also carry the extra wine and food? That smelly stuff could easily mix with the other provisions! Nothing could be more impractical.
Those who Jesus called ‘wise’ do things totally beyond the call of duty, needlessly complicating their lives. To me the Foolish make much more sense.
Can you think of one reason why Jesus calls the practical teens foolish and the overcautious wise? Jesus must have a reason, so let me make a guess, and for this I will take a little detour.
The routine of Sunday, of hearing a sermon and attending a Christian Institution, can be compared to the normal supply of oil.
But we all know, there is more to meeting the bridegroom than routine matters. That’s why the super cautious oil bottle bearing women are called wise. They are prepared for more, and they probably don’t even know what that more is. However, they find this out when the bridegroom took long in coming.
I try to see the context of this parable. It is set after Matthew 24, with its heading, “Sign of the End of Age” and “The Day and Hour of Jesus’ Return Unknown.” Jesus, after a long sermon on the final days of humanity, speaks this parable. He begins, “Then” or “At his particular moment, at the End of Days”. I think that Jesus knew that at the End of Days Oil would again be a key element in the world. Jesus had a perfect overview of history from the embryo beginnings to the pollution- saturated end.
So, when the young girls, exhausted after extending their teenage chatter well beyond their usual bedtime – which was at sun down, as oil was too expensive to use for extended periods – the wedding feast turns into a slumber party. All Ten are sacked out on couches and across the floor of the verandah where they were keeping a lookout.
Then, finally, at midnight, there was a cry, “There comes the bridegroom. Wake up to meet him.”
The parable portrays the practical reality of life: The unexpected does happen. Trees go up in flames. Arctic ice is melting at a record rate. Glaciers are disappearing. Suddenly the doomsters have substantial evidence for their message. The unexpected does happen. Before you realize the Lord is there, while we slumber the time away.
“Then all the maidens rose and trimmed their lamps.” They all straightened out their dresses, quickly combed their rumpled hair, turn to their lamps and five of them discover that they have practically run out of oil. They are not ready anymore to welcome the bridegroom. All the wick-trimming in the world, all the shaking and trying is useless: their lights are dead. The unexpected did happen. The Oil is gone. The always reliable, punctual bridegroom was late for his own party.
What does it all mean?
What does this all mean? God has taken so long to do anything that the world has dug its own grave. The lights are going out in this world.
Unless there is something other than the wisdom of the world to help it, there is no way that the world can straighten out the mess, politically, ecologically and economically.
So, what do we do? Well, listen to the rest of the parable.
“And the foolish said to the wise, “Give as some of your oil, for our lights are going out.” But the wise replied, “Perhaps there will not be enough for us and you. Go to the fuel dealer and buy some.”
How is that for a Christian answer? Aren’t we supposed to share things with others? Try to buy some fuel at midnight!
That was another mystery for me. For a long time, I really did not know what to think of that rather snotty reply of the Five Wise Women. Now it seems to me that this answer suggests that there comes a time, and perhaps has come, that we have to shrug our shoulders and go our own way. Time does run out as it always does in real life.
The parable suggests to me that a day will come when it will be too late to reform society.
It’s on that note that the parable ends. “While they went to buy, the bridegroom came, and those who were ready, those who had the extra oil, went with him into the marriage feast and the door was shut. Afterwards the others came, knocked and said, ‘Lord, open up.’ But he said, ‘Sorry, I don’t know you’.”
Isn’t that a strange reply? The Lord doesn’t say, “I have never called you, or I have never loved you.” No, he says, “Listen, you have never bothered to get to know me. You never really took the time to seriously find out what I really stand for and what my creation is all about.
“What about preparing your selves so that the entry into the Kingdom, the renewed creation, is not a shock, but has become the next logical step in your life. Since you did not understand that to be my follower is to love creation for whose redemption I died. That’s why I now reject you. You were so caught up in the system and assumed that the commonly accepted, pragmatic solution was the norm, I now don’t know you.”
I set out with: What is a parable? My dictionary defines it as a simple story used to illustrate a certain truth.
We, as children of love, must show that we love God and thus his creation, and love neighbors as we ought to love ourselves. Our eyes, minds, hearts, must be focused on Christ’s truth: always! Even when his return, his Parousia, is long in coming.