Cumber

Craig Anderson

Matthew 6: 25-34           May 12, 2002

 

                It’s Mother’s Day.  Let’s talk about home economics!  Only I don’t mean to talk about what that term once implied.  I’m dating myself here, but let me be clear, I don’t have in mind those days back when the boys took shop, which was car repair and wood-working, and the girls took home ec., cooking and sewing.  Mother’s Day originated in that era, but the church has long since spun Mother’s day into the “Festival of the Christian Home.”  So what I have in mind is what Sharon Daloz Parks describes when she talks about “household economics.”  Parks says that “our home places define basic ways of life.”  “Home is where we figure out primary patterns of nurture and productivity, habits of need and desire, forms of rage and forgiveness, ways of ‘taking time’ and discovering the people who ‘count’ for us.”   Economics originally, was about more than bankers, brokers, accountants, energy traders, and the lawyers who cover for them.  Economics originally, Parks writes, was “rooted in the Greek word oikos, meaning household, and signifies the management of the household – arranging what is necessary for well-being and livelihood...”  It’s Mother’s Day.  Let’s talk about the well-being of our homes, families, and relationships.

 

                As some of us learned in either shop or home ec, there are two basics to manage in life: time and materials.  And if I’m reading the spirit of our age correctly, it is precisely in these two areas where we feel that our lives are running out of control and off the tracks.  Take for starters the issue of time.  I won’t even ask what schedules you are juggling this morning in order to carve time out to be here.  I won’t ask what you’ve chosen not to do.  Suffice to say, that you have made choices and arrangements to give yourself and your family a spiritual break.  So sink into your pew cushion, take a breath, let the tension go, and get off the train for awhile.  As you do, consider a movement which has originated in Wayzata Minnesota, an affluent suburban community not unlike our own.  Parents there have begun to rebel and are attempting to reclaim some measure of the management of their children’s lives and well-being.  The rebellion began with the recognition that their children’s lives were amounting to nothing less than “scheduled hyperactivity.”  Not only are parents objecting to no longer sharing evening meals together, but also that they have put their children on an endless treadmill of sports activities, music lessons, clubs, and extra-curricular events; while putting themselves endlessly in the role of taxi-driver.  All of this frenetic activity somehow, is supposed to add up to well-rounded individuals whose resumes will impress prestigious college admissions committees when the time comes.  And if you start when the kid is 3 or 4, so much the better.  Or maybe not. 

 

                William Doherty, who studies family life at the University of Minnesota, has according to Newsweek, “written a book called “Intentional Families.’  His thesis is that if parents and children don’t make time for each other, emotional ties wither and die.”  Our children’s many outside commitments, while of value, may destroy “something kids need even more – time to connect with their parents and siblings.”  Professor Doherty says, “We now have a more competitive society, a more consumerist society, and these forces influence families.  Raising kids becomes like product development.  It’s competitive parenting, all well intentioned, to develop the kid in every possible way.”

 

                Competitive parenting... Product development... To counter such trends, parents in Wayzata are trying to become more intentional.  They are limiting sports activities and trying to encourage “family-friendly” organizations.  They are lobbying schools, sports leagues, and drama groups not to penalize children “who take time off for family, religious or academic activities.”  Even coaches are applauding these efforts, saying things like: “The kids are easy.  They just want to come out and have fun and play.  It’s the parents that are the problem.”  “What other communities should take away from Wayzata’s story, says Professor Doherty, “is parents taking control of their families.”  Home economics, sounds like to me.

 

                “Behold the lilies of the field...”  The nine verses we have read from Matthew this morning may be the longest strand of words from Jesus’ mouth that the early church managed to record, outside of a few of the longer story parables.  And what topic does Jesus entertain at length?  Household economics: maintaining well-being and balance, productivity and nurture, need and desire. 

 

                To so over-program our children’s lives, says something about our lack of trust in God’s good creation.  Behold the lilies of the field and the birds of the air: sometimes things turn out fine without our attempting to micro-manage the outcome.  Maybe a child already has built-in desires to use the good gifts they have been given.  Perhaps they don’t need to be driven both figuratively and literally to develop their potential.  A child’s gifts might unfold of themselves, set off by an inner spark which is inspired and holy. 

 

                Suppose, in our households we were to resist the spirit of the age, declining to run them like corporations which competitively develop products with fewer flaws and more frills than the family next door.  Let’s let kids be kids, and reclaim time for our families to be together. 

 

                So much for time, now how about materials?  “Do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?”  Can’t we imagine that Jesus’ audience thought about food and clothing and stuff all the time just the way we do, but for entirely different reasons?   They were destitute and didn’t have enough; while we are wealthy and somehow can’t get enough.  Our 21st century situation is the polar opposite of the first, nevertheless might not Jesus still counsel, “do not worry...”?  Ours must be one of the few times in history when such large numbers of people feel both gorged and anxious at the same time.   Sharon Parks says “we feel bloated and yet fear that we do not have enough.”  We worry about both scarcity and satiety.

 

                On one side of this equation what we experience is cumber, a word the early Quakers used.  It describes those nagging feelings we have that our stuff owns and controls us instead of the other way around.  Parks notes, “once we went to market, but now the market comes to us... We wear advertising on our clothing and plaster it on every facade of our common life.  And it works.  Americans now spend more time shopping than citizens of any other nation, and we spend a higher fraction of the money we earn.” 

 

                “Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?”  Well, yes and no, we want to answer, confused by our own confusion, and no wonder!  Some if not most of the best minds of our age are bent on convincing us that despite our feelings of cumber, that what we need, is only one thing more, and then one thing more.  Nieman Marcus sends us catalogues, titled “Essentials.”  Citibank sends us plastic to buy those essentials and to defer the payments, for a mere 1 and ½ percent a month, compounded of course. 

 

                We do not like to admit it, even though the economists looking for a recovery remind us every day, consumer spending is the “engine of capitalism.”  So while week by week, the trucks arrive from Fed-Ex and UPS  laden with boxes and more boxes, still we feel we need more.  In his essay, “Consuming Desires,” Roger Rosenblatt notes that the very act of acquiring itself, reminds you of the stuff you do not have... or do not have yet.”  Our appetites are both “satisfied and unsatisfied” at the same time.  With the “desired effect” being “to keep gratification just out of reach,” these “perpetual and relentless rounds of having and yearning drive the system and maintain us in a continual state of unhappiness, conscious or not.”  Cumber.  Worry.  Things in the saddle, riding us.  Sounds like our poor management of time, is matched by shoddy control of materials.  Are we flunking home ec?!

 

                Our sense of cumber however, and that long strand of words from Jesus, just may save us. Deep down we know that the body is more than clothing and life is more than stuff. Even if dimly, says Roger Rosenblatt, we do perceive our that "avid accumulation" is "counterfeit," and that the best stuff, our "most valuable property is not, and never was, for sale." What is best and most valuable is found in our homes and families and closest relationships. What a tragedy to let coaches and teachers spend more time with our children than we do. How sad to spend so much time working and spending that we miss savoring sunsets, the night skies, and a simple walk in the woods with a loved one. Can it really be true that we in America are: “poorer in family connections and human relationships than the Afghans or the Sudanese in money?”  Such is one claim I read this week. That we even need to ponder that possibility for a second, suggests that our deepest yearnings, to paraphrase Rosenblatt, "may be for less not more" for simplifying and letting go, for embracing and cherishing what is not for sale, and never was.

 

                Take your partner by the hand this afternoon, grab the kid you have in product development by the scruff of the neck and go out into your yard. Look at the birds of the air: they are not wearing Nikes on their feet, or slinging a Coach bag over their shoulders. Consider the lilies the deer haven't eaten yet: they won't get up at dawn tomorrow to take the 7:19 to Penn Station. Neither the birds nor the lilies will take an SAT preparation course, or burnish their resume with endless rounds of extra-curriculars. Then look your partner, your child, in the eye, and see one you love deeply, for whom this afternoon will never come again. Since you can't add a single hour to your span of life or theirs, seize the moment and go for a walk in the rain, or mix up a batch of chocolate chip cookies together, and dip them one by one in a glass of milk. Use your imagination people! This is home ec, not rocket science!