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Sunday, September 20, 2026

The Pink Flamingo Parable

 

Readings 092026


Blessed be God.  

Praise be to Jesus Christ, now and forever. Amen.  

Come Holy Spirit—fill us with joy, 

set our hearts ablaze 

with Your presence. Amen.


Friends… the Lord has always given me simple, 

everyday ways to explain the Gospel—

little stories tucked into ordinary life 

that suddenly shine with grace. 


And this week, 

He handed me one 

too good not to share.


It’s not a parable about vineyards.  

It’s not a parable about wages.  

It’s the parable of the pink flamingo.


If you’ve ever raised children—

young or grown—  

or watched your grandchildren tussle over toys or treats,  

you already know something about jealousy, envy,  

and that little streak of pettiness  

that can run right through a family.


Just the other day, 

my daughter came home from a week‑long trip.  

She brought gifts for the kids.  

And mercy… there was a racket.


She didn’t get them all the same thing.  

She got a bright pink flamingo for my granddaughter  

and two stuffed alligators for the youngest boys.


Well, my grandson—

who loves pink flamingos so much  

we’ve got metal ones stuck in the backyard—  

looked at his mama with 

big wounded eyes and said:


“Why didn’t I get a pink flamingo?  

You know how much I love them.  

You must not love me.”


And suddenly—

jealousy, envy, childish pettiness—  

all rising up like a storm.


Friends… 

that same spirit shows up in today’s readings.  

It’s the very spirit Jesus exposes 

in the parable of the vineyard workers—  

a quiet thread woven through the story,  

and one that rises in our own hearts  

more often than we’d like to admit.


It leads us to a question that stings a little  

when we finally face it:


Are we envious because God is good?


Isaiah doesn’t soften the blow.  

He speaks a straight, sharp truth of God:


“My thoughts are not your thoughts,  

nor are your ways my ways, says the LORD.”


Isaiah is telling us plainly:  

God doesn’t operate the way we do.  

We measure. We compare.  

We keep score.  

We decide who deserves mercy and who doesn’t.


But God…  

God pours mercy out like water.  

He forgives generously.  

He draws near to anyone who calls upon Him.  

And sometimes—

if we’re honest—

that bothers us.


Because deep down,  

we want God to be fair 

according to our standards.  


We want Him to reward the ones 

who work hard,  

who show up early,  

who do things the “right” way.


And when He blesses someone 

we think hasn’t earned it…  

something tightens inside us.  

A little resentment.  

A little envy.  

A quiet whisper: “Lord… why them?”


But Isaiah reminds us:  

God’s ways rise higher than ours—  

higher than the heavens above the earth.


His mercy isn’t a reward.  

His generosity isn’t a prize.  

His forgiveness isn’t rationed out like scarce food.  

He gives because He is good—  

because goodness is His very nature.


Saint Paul turns that truth inward:


“Christ will be magnified in my body,  

whether by life or by death…  

For me, life is Christ.”


Paul isn’t competing with anyone.  

He isn’t comparing blessings.  

He isn’t asking why God gives more to one  

and less to another.  

He simply wants Christ to be magnified—  

whatever it costs,  

whatever it looks like.


Paul tells us:  

“Conduct yourselves in a way worthy of the gospel of Christ.”


That means letting go of envy.  

It means celebrating God’s generosity—  

even when it seems unfair.  

It means trusting that His goodness toward someone else  

does not diminish His goodness toward us.  

It means believing that mercy is not a limited resource.


The psalm gives us the heart of it:  

“The Lord is near to all who call upon him.”  

Not just the holy.  

Not just the disciplined.  

Not just the long‑timers in the vineyard.  

All who call upon Him.


Now for my grandson, 

that pink flamingo isn’t just a toy.  

It’s a reminder.


God’s gifts don’t always look equal.  

They don’t always look fair.  

But they are always good.  

Always intentional.  

Always rooted in love.


And sometimes the gift He gives someone else—  

the flamingo we didn’t get—  

is meant to teach us trust, humility,  

and the freedom that comes from letting go of comparison.


The question remains:  

Are we envious because God is good?  

Or can we rejoice that His goodness  

is bigger than our expectations,  

wider than our judgments,  

deeper than our sense of fairness?


Because if God were only as generous  

as we think He should be…  

none of us would stand a chance.


But because His ways are higher,  

because His mercy is abundant,  

because His forgiveness is extravagant—  

we live,  

we hope,  

we rise again.


Be good. Be holy.  

Preach the Gospel by the way you live your life.  

Love one another.  

Forgive freely.  

Let Christ shine through you.


Praise be to Jesus Christ, 

now and forever. Amen.


Saturday, September 19, 2026

When Grace Grows in Dry Ground

 

Readings 091926 


Hot summer burned my garden down to nothing.  

Birds pecked, squirrels raided, bugs infested—  

and all that spring promise faded away.  

Everything died…  

except one stubborn little bean plant.


It rose up in the dry, cracked bed,  

stronger than anything I had tended,  

growing without special care,  

as if God Himself whispered life into it.


Our spiritual life is much the same.  

We begin, like Adam, earthly and fragile—  

but Christ, the life‑giving Spirit,  

plants something heavenly within us.  

The seed of faith falls where it may—  

sometimes on rich soil,  

sometimes on ground worn thin by life’s heat.


But grace is not limited by our condition.  

Even in barren seasons,  

even when prayer feels dry  

and hope feels small,  

God can make one seed thrive.


Those who embrace the Word 

with a generous and good heart  

bear fruit through perseverance.  

Not overnight.  

Not without struggle.  

But steadily—quietly—faith grows.


So today,  

walk in the presence of the Lord,  

in the light of the living.  

Let Christ tend the soil of your soul.  

And trust that He can bring abundance  

from places that look long forgotten.


Prayer  

Lord Jesus Christ,

Tend the dry soil 

of my heart today.  

Let Your life‑giving Spirit 

rise where I feel worn thin.  

Plant Your Word deep within me, 

steady and strong.  

Help me persevere 

when the heat of life bears down.  

And let my soul bear fruit 

that glorifies You alone.  

Amen