Last weekend, we studied the Parable of the Ten Minas; minas are coins. It’s a lot like the Parable of the Talents except that in this version the master leaves to be made king. Not everyone is happy with this and it causes friction as do the coins and how the servants use them. I’ll provide a link here just in case you want to read the parable.
The great thing about adult Sunday school is the discussions. What do the minas represent? Not surprisingly, most of us agreed that the minas represent our gifts from God and that we are to go out and use them for the good of all, not bury them.
Then Pastor Sean spoke up. I love it when Pastor Sean is there because he always provides a perspective that none of us has considered.
Pastor Sean suggested that we think of the Minas as God’s Word. That is why the Master is so angry with the servant who buries the mina. He isn’t burying a coin. Instead of going out among the people, he is burying God’s Word.
This made a lot of sense and you could see us nodding along but then came the hum dinger. Parables so often have a hum dinger. Not sharing the Word at all buries it but so does only sharing it with safe people, people like ourselves.
There are so many ways this could be interpreted. Some people take it to mean that they should do mission work somewhere far from home. Other people go out into their community and work across various boundaries, both economic and social.
Although my area is both religiously and ethnically diverse, people cluster. We huddle. And, when we huddle, we fret. Fortunately, I’ve always been drawn to people who are unlike myself so these kinds of boundaries don’t fluster me. That’s a strength in a community that needs to learn to cross these boundaries to work together.
What have you been called to do with the Mina of your Master?