Sunday, September 20, 2026

“You Have Made Them Equal to Us"

Life is not fair, but God always invites you into the vineyard


Proper 20, Year A

Exodus 16:2-15

Psalm 105:1-6, 37-45 

Philippians 1:21-30

Matthew 20:1-16


©2026 The Rev. Seth Olson


This sermon was delivered on the 17th Sunday after Pentecost at the Episcopal Church of the Holy Apostles in Hoover, AL. A video of the sermon may be found here.


Holy God, may my words be your words, and when my words are not your words, may your people be wise enough to know the same. Amen.


“That’s not fair.” I am fairly certain that is one of the first moral arguments human beings learn how to make. Children say it constantly. Adults mostly learn how to make it sound more sophisticated.


That’s not fair becomes… Why did she get that? Why did he get chosen? Why did they get another chance? Why did I have to work this hard when they seem to have gotten the same thing so easily?


And usually, when we say something is unfair, it is because somebody else seems to have gotten the better end of the deal. We do not very often receive the natural consequences of our own choices and say, “Well, that seems perfectly fair” (that was our Director of Music, Kenny Ganon’s insight at Tuesday Bible Study this week). We usually discover our concern for fairness when we believe somebody else has received too much—or we have received too little.


And of course, this is not a new problem, because in our first reading this morning the Israelites are grumbling in the wilderness. God has liberated them from slavery. God has brought them through the sea. Pharaoh’s army is behind them. They are free. And almost immediately they begin complaining.


“If only we had died in Egypt! At least there we had pots of meat and bread to eat.” Which is an extraordinary thing to say. They have been liberated from bondage, and scarcity has already begun convincing them that perhaps slavery was the better deal.


And God responds in the wilderness by giving them bread. Not because they earned it. Not because they asked politely. Not because they finally demonstrated sufficient faith. God gives them manna because God is God, and God’s people are hungry.


That same anxious arithmetic is happening in Matthew. Our Gospel today does not really begin in chapter 20. It begins a few verses earlier.


A wealthy man comes to Jesus and asks what he must do to inherit eternal life. He has kept the commandments. He has apparently lived an exemplary life. And then he asks Jesus, “What do I still lack?”


There is something almost heartbreaking about that question. Because this is a man who has much, and he assumes fulfillment must depend upon acquiring whatever one thing he still does not possess. But Jesus turns the whole question upside down. The problem is not what he lacks. The problem is what he cannot release. His abundance has become an obstacle.

And when the man walks away grieving, Peter immediately speaks up. Peter, being Peter, essentially says, “Well, Jesus, we did it. We have left everything and followed you.” And then comes the question: “What then will we have?”


There it is again. Israel in the wilderness: What are we going to eat? Peter on the road: What are we going to get? And then Jesus tells a story.


“The kingdom of heaven is like a landowner who went out early in the morning to hire laborers for his vineyard.” He hires some at dawn and agrees to pay them a denarius, the customary wage for a day’s labor. Then he goes back out around nine. Then noon. Then three. Then five o’clock.

And by that point, I think we are supposed to begin wondering about the landowner. 


What kind of vineyard owner keeps doing this? Surely if he needed this many workers, he could have hired them all in the morning. Depending on the time of year, by five o’clock there may not even be enough daylight left to make another worker worth hiring. And yet he keeps going back. Again. And again. And again. Looking for people who have not yet been brought into the vineyard.


And when he finds them, he asks why they have been standing there all day. Their answer is simple: “Because no one has hired us.” Not because they were lazy. Not because they slept until four. Not because they did not care enough. “No one has hired us.” And the landowner says: “You also go into the vineyard.”


There is something almost foolish about his generosity. It reminds me of the father in another story Jesus tells—the one about a father who keeps watching the road for the son who wandered away. Neither one seems particularly interested in behaving with respectable efficiency. The father runs down the road. The vineyard owner keeps returning to the marketplace. The Kingdom of Heaven, apparently, is full of people who look a little foolish because they simply will not stop looking for someone else to bring home.


Then evening comes, and the landowner does something very deliberate. He tells the manager to pay the workers beginning with the ones who came last. That matters. Because if the people who arrived at dawn had been paid first, they could have taken their denarius and gone home perfectly satisfied. They received exactly what they had been promised. But Jesus makes them stay long enough to watch grace happen to somebody else.


The five-o’clock workers come forward. One denarius. The three-o’clock workers. One denarius. Noon. One denarius. Nine o’clock. One denarius. And by the time the workers who came at dawn step forward, Matthew tells us exactly what has happened inside of them: “They thought they would receive more.”


Of course they did. Wouldn’t we? But they receive one denarius. Exactly what they were promised. Nothing has been taken away from them. The landowner has broken no agreement. And still they grumble, just like the People of Israel in the wilderness.


And then comes the sentence that I think exposes the whole thing, the all-day workers lament: “You have made them equal to us.”


Not: “You cheated us.” Not: “You broke your promise.” Not even: “We cannot survive on what you gave us.” No. “You have made them equal to us.”


That is the wound. They worked longer. They endured the scorching heat. Their labor was real. Their sacrifice was real. But somewhere along the way, their faithful work had become more than work. It had become a claim to status.


We have done more. We have been here longer. We sacrificed more. Therefore we should stand above them.


And suddenly we are no longer talking only about a vineyard. Human beings have always struggled when people we have placed beneath us suddenly stand beside us.


We saw it in this country during integration, when equality before the law felt to many white people like a loss of status. The Church has experienced it in our long and painful struggle to receive LGBTQ people not merely at the edges of Christian community but fully within its sacramental and communal life.


And every generation will discover some new boundary around which we are tempted to say: “Yes, God loves them. But surely not exactly as much as God loves us. Yes, they can come in. But surely they have not earned the same place.”


And friends, that is why this sermon cannot become one about “those” people somewhere else. Because the landowner turns to the grumbling worker and asks: “Are you envious because I am generous?”


The Greek is even sharper: “Is your eye evil because I am good?” The “evil eye” was a familiar way of talking about envy or resentment. And what a question!


Has God’s goodness toward somebody else somehow become evil in my sight? Someone else gets the opportunity. Someone else gets forgiven. Someone else gets welcomed. Someone else gets the second chance. Someone else receives a gift I wanted. And suddenly the grace that filled my own hands feels smaller.


Nothing has changed about the gift—it is my vision that has changed, and comparison has changed it.


A blessing can feel wonderful right up until the moment we discover someone else received one too. And that may be one of the most exhausting ways we live: constantly looking sideways. Who got more? Who deserved less? Who has what I wanted? And, social media has made this exponentially worse.


Maybe that is why Jesus tells this absurd story in which the Kingdom refuses to cooperate with our arithmetic. Now, I do not think that means justice does not matter. I do not think Jesus is giving us a business model or saying employers should ignore fair compensation. The Kingdom is not unjust. But God’s justice is larger than our ledger. And God’s grace refuses to remain inside the machinery of comparative deserving.


Which brings us back to Peter. “We have left everything and followed you. What then will we have?”


I wonder if one answer Jesus gives Peter is: Peter, look around. You are already in the vineyard.


Maybe we become so focused on the denarius at the end of the day that we miss another gift in the story. The first workers got to spend the whole day in the vineyard. They got to tend something alive. They had their hands in the dirt. They shared the water. They watched fruit ripen. They participated in the work of the landowner.


Maybe following Jesus is not merely the price we pay in order to receive something better later. Maybe following Jesus is already part of the gift.

Peter, what will you have? You have Christ, this community, and a share in the work of healing, reconciliation, welcome, forgiveness, and new life. You are already in the vineyard.


And the vineyard owner still goes out. Still search, invites, and finds people who assume it must be too late for them.


People who think they do not have the right résumé. People who believe they have failed too badly, aren’t religious enough, good enough, deserving enough. And the owner keeps saying: “You also go into the vineyard.”


Maybe eventually those of us who arrived early can stop staring over our shoulders at who comes in after us. Maybe we can stop checking what everyone else received. Maybe we can even walk back toward the marketplace with the landowner.


Because there are still people standing there. And there is still work to do.

The scandal of grace is not that God gives us less than we deserve. The scandal is that God refuses to give our neighbors less.


So before we say, “That’s not fair,” perhaps we might look again at the grace already in our own hands. And then look toward the road rejoicing at more workers coming into the vineyard, because it belongs to God, so does the work and the fruit. And thanks be to God—so do we. AMEN.


Trinitarian blessing based on today’s sermon:


May God the Father, whose generosity is wider than our deserving, open your eyes to the grace already in your hands.

May God the Son, who calls us again and again into the vineyard, give you joy in the holy work of love, reconciliation, and welcome.

May God the Holy Spirit free you from envy and comparison, that you may rejoice in the grace given to your neighbor.

And the blessing of God Almighty, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, be among you and remain with you always. Amen.


Sunday, September 13, 2026

Free People Free People

God cancels our spiritual debts—why do we still hold them for ourselves and others?

Proper 18,  Year A

Exodus 14:19-31

Psalm 114 

Romans 14:1-12

Matthew 18:21-35


©2026 The Rev. Seth Olson


This sermon was delivered on the 16th Sunday after Pentecost at the Episcopal Church of the Holy Apostles in Hoover, AL. A video of the sermon may be found here.


Holy God, may my words be your words, and when my words are not your words, may your people be wise enough to know the same. Amen.


Last Sunday, Jesus gave us some remarkably concrete instructions about what to do when relationships break. If someone sins against you, Jesus says, go to them. Tell the truth. Listen. Try to regain one another. And if that does not work, widen the circle. The goal was never punishment; the goal was restoration.

And apparently Peter has been thinking about this, because today, almost before Jesus has finished speaking, Peter raises his hand and asks the question lurking underneath all of it: “Lord, if another member of the church sins against me, how often should I forgive? As many as seven times?” Seven! Peter probably thinks he is being extraordinarily generous. And Jesus says, essentially: Peter, you are still counting.

Before we go any further, though, I want to say clearly what Jesus is not saying. Forgiveness is not denial, and forgiveness does not require us to pretend that something did not hurt. Forgiveness is not necessarily reconciliation, and reconciliation does not automatically mean restored trust, restored access, or returning to a relationship that remains unsafe. In fact, this whole conversation began last week with Jesus telling us to name the harm and seek repair.

So this is not a command to remain in the path of someone who is actively hurting you. This is a conversation growing out of Jesus’ teaching about reconciliation in community: sin has been named, truth has been spoken, and the possibility of repair is before us. Peter wants to know what happens then. How long do I have to keep doing this? When have I forgiven enough?

Jesus answers, “Not seven times, but seventy-seven times,” and that number may be pointing us all the way back to Genesis. There, Lamech boasts, “If Cain is avenged sevenfold, truly Lamech seventy-sevenfold.” Lamech imagines a world in which violence compounds: you hurt me, I hurt you more; you take something from me, I take more from you. Every offense accumulates interest, and vengeance multiplies seventy-sevenfold.

Jesus takes that same number and turns it upside down. What if mercy multiplied like that? What if forgiveness became as relentless as revenge? What if, instead of endlessly escalating what people owe us, the people of God became known for interrupting the cycle?

Then Jesus tells a story about a servant who owes a king ten thousand talents, and the number is intentionally ridiculous. One talent was roughly six thousand daily wages, which means ten thousand talents comes to around sixty million days’ wages. Using a modern comparison of roughly $185 for a day’s work, we are talking about something in the neighborhood of eleven billion dollars. This servant does not have a repayment problem; he has an impossible problem.

And just to feel the difference between a million and a billion: one million seconds is about eleven and a half days, while one billion seconds is almost thirty-two years. That is the scale Jesus is playing with. There is no payment plan, no refinancing, no side hustle, no clever budgeting that fixes this. And yet the king simply wipes the debt away.

The servant walks out carrying something he could never have purchased for himself: freedom. Then almost immediately, he finds another servant who owes him one hundred denarii, about one hundred days’ wages. Using the same modern comparison, that is roughly $18,500. That is real money; Jesus is not pretending that the second debt is meaningless.

But compare $18,500 to eleven billion dollars, and the tragedy becomes obvious. The first servant has received a completely new life, but he immediately goes back to living according to the old rules. He grabs the other servant by the throat and says, “Pay what you owe me.” Mercy has happened to him without becoming a way of life within him.

And I think that is the heart of Jesus’ warning. The servant’s failure is not simply that he is stingy; his failure is that he has been liberated without learning how to live as a liberated person. He has been released from an impossible debt, yet when he gains power over somebody else, he recreates the very system from which he has just been freed. He has been liberated, but he keeps living like Pharaoh.

And suddenly our Exodus reading belongs right here. Israel stands at the sea with slavery behind them, Pharaoh behind them, and an entire system of domination, fear, violence, and bondage behind them. God makes a way where there was no way, and they walk through the sea into freedom. But Exodus is not merely the story of people being liberated fromsomething; the rest of the story asks whether they can learn to live as people liberated for something.

Can people who were slaves learn not to enslave? Can people who lived beneath domination learn another way of being together? Can people who have been set free become people who make freedom possible for others? That is one of the great questions running through Exodus, and I think it is the question Jesus places before Peter as well.

Because God’s forgiveness is not simply the cancellation of a heavenly balance sheet. God’s mercy invites us into an entirely different way of being human: a life in which we do not have to keep every ledger forever, a life in which vengeance does not multiply seventy-sevenfold, a life in which another person's debt does not have to become our prison too. We are not merely forgiven people; we are being formed into a forgiving people.

That does not mean forgetting, abandoning wisdom, or ignoring boundaries. It does not mean automatically trusting someone because they say, “I'm sorry,” and it certainly does not mean surrendering ourselves again to someone determined to harm us. But when repair really is possible, Jesus asks whether we can imagine something beyond repayment, something beyond “You hurt me, so now you owe me until I decide you have suffered enough.”

Paul says something similar today when he asks, “Why do you pass judgment on your brother or sister?” Ultimately, Paul reminds us, we all stand before the same Lord. We are fellow servants living on mercy. None of us stands before God as the one who managed to settle the account.

So perhaps there is a very concrete practice to carry with us this week. When someone who has hurt you genuinely comes seeking repair, tell the truth about the debt; do not minimize it, and keep whatever boundaries wisdom requires. But then ask yourself: What would freedom look like here—not only for me, but for them?

Maybe freedom means that you stop bringing up the old failure every time there is a new disagreement. Maybe it means refusing to keep someone permanently reduced to the worst thing they have done. Maybe it means no longer recruiting other people to help you collect a debt that has already been confessed. And maybe, where trust can responsibly grow again, it means opening a door that punishment would prefer to keep shut.

Because this is what liberated people do. People whom God has brought through the sea do not build another Egypt on the opposite shore. People whose impossible debt has been released do not spend their lives tightening their hands around everyone who owes them something. People who have been set free by Christ become, by the grace of God, people through whom others discover freedom too.

So yes: receive the mercy of God. Walk out of the prison. Cross the sea. Live as someone who is free.

And then, beloved, go make freedom possible for somebody else.

Amen.

Sunday, September 6, 2026

Dressed for Freedom

Salvation is not about your afterlife, it's about our collective liberation, so get your shoes on we've got some neighbors to love. 


Proper 18,  Year A:

Exodus 12:1-14

Psalm 149

Romans 13:8-14

Matthew 18:15-20


©2026 The Rev. Seth Olson


This sermon was delivered on the 15th Sunday after Pentecost at the Episcopal Church of the Holy Apostles in Hoover, AL. A video of the sermon may be found here.


Holy God, may my words be your words, and when my words are not your words, may your people be wise enough to know the same. Amen.


We’ll come back to this perplexing good news in Matthew about how to resolve conflict, and the familiar message regarding Christ being in our midst when two or three of us gather. For now, let’s start with Exodus 12.


“Eat [the Passover meal] with your loins girded, your sandals on your feet, and your staff in your hand.” So says God to the whole congregation of God’s people. In other words: Get dressed. Put your shoes on. Grab what you need. Do not settle in. Eat like people who may need to leave tonight. If you can’t tell, there is urgency hanging over the Passover meal.


A lamb. Unleavened bread. Bitter herbs. Blood on the doorposts. Neighbors gathering with neighbors. Everyone dressed for departure.

And all of it happening at twilight—that moment when the old day has almost disappeared, but the new one has not quite arrived.


Israel is still enslaved.

Pharaoh is still Pharaoh.

The sea has not yet opened.

Nothing visible has changed.


And yet, God tells them:

Dress for freedom. Practice liberation before you have tasted liberty. Eat the meal of a free people while you are still living inside the house of bondage.


There is something in that image that sticks with me…

But before we Christians go farther, we need to remember whose story this is.


Passover is not merely an ancient Christian illustration waiting for us to discover Jesus hidden inside it… so, the next time someone asks you, “Have you found Jesus?” Please do not reply:“Yep, we found him. He was hiding in the Passover story the whole time!” I digress. 


The Exodus story, generally, and the Passover Meal, in particular, aren’t worthless stories, just waiting for us to infuse them with Jesus… NO! This is Israel’s story, a sacred memory but a living reality within Judaism, in Jesus’ Day and in our day.


Jesus knew this story because Jesus was Jewish. He was formed within this story and celebrated this liberation as part of his people’s memory. We receive it with reverence, remembering that we have been grafted into a story whose roots existed long before us.


And what a story it is! Stepping inside it we hear the cry of an oppressed people rising up to God. For Pharaoh has built a society that depends upon deciding that some human lives matter more than others. Egyptians must be protected. Hebrews may be spent. Their bodies may be worked. Their freedom taken. Their children threatened. 


And perhaps that is one way to describe domination more generally:

Domination divides humanity into those whose lives must be protected and those whose lives may be spent.


Even in our world today: some people are treated as neighbors. Others become labor, threats, problems, enemies, inconveniences… But God hears the ones the empire has stopped listening to. And God moves toward their liberation, their freedom to be the people who they truly are!


And yet, the Passover Story is not a clean one. As God moves towards freedom, Pharaoh’s heart hardens, and Egyptian children die. Egyptian families mourn on the banks of the Red Sea. Whatever else we make of this difficult text, we should never hear the deaths of others, of children and cheer. 


Empathy does not mean pretending that Pharaoh and enslaved Hebrews share equal responsibility. They do not. But naming oppression clearly does not require us to surrender compassion. We can resist domination while refusing to become so accustomed to another person’s suffering that their humanity no longer matters to us.


And, I say this because the moment we decide another life is disposable, their time, their energy, their dignity… when we do this we are no longer free ourselves. Pharaoh’s logic has begun growing inside us, and this leads us to one of Exodus’s uncomfortable truths:


Israel can leave Egypt in a night. Getting Egypt out of Israel will take much longer.


For Israel will carry fear into the wilderness, as well as:
Scarcity.
Memories of bondage.
Patterns of captivity.
The geography around them changes faster than the hearts within them. So, perhaps that is why liberation is not merely escaping something. It takes time and space.

God must form a people who can live differently once they are free. 


Which brings us to Paul and this beautiful section of his letter to the Romans: 

“Owe no one anything, except to love one another.” 

“You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”

And then (the untimely born Apostle) Paul makes it wonderfully concrete:

“Love does no wrong to a neighbor.”


There is our test!

Not: Did I win?

Not: Did I protect my side?

Not even: Were my intentions good?

The question is: Does this do wrong to my neighbor?


Because freedom that simply gives me permission to dominate someone else is not God’s freedom. This is not what salvation is—I have my eternal fire insurance, now I get to do what I want! No! A liberated people must not become another Pharaoh. And that matters in our families, our churches, our communities, and our own hearts. 


We like liberation when it means somebody else needs to change. We become less enthusiastic when God says: You, yes, you, put your sandals on. Pick up your staff. We are leaving our old ways behind. Because sometimes bondage is horrifying, but often, it is also familiar. And we human beings can cling to what we know even when it diminishes us or our neighbors.


So salvation becomes more than God saying: “You are forgiven,” or “You’ll be with me in paradise.” Salvation grows into God saying: “You are free. Now come with me.”


Come with me into a place where we are:
Free from the lie that another human being must become smaller so that I can become larger…

Free from the lie that another person must lose dignity for me to possess dignity…

Free from the lie that human beings can be divided neatly into neighbors and disposable people…

God frees us from domination so that we can become neighbors.


And then writing the Good News of Christ to his own community, Matthew brings this enormous theology down into an awkward little room—a space where two people have hurt each other. Here, Jesus says, “If your brother or sister sins against you, go and point out the fault when the two of you are alone.”


Did you hear Jesus, just then? Go toward the fracture. Steer into the conflict. Then, speak truthfully—listen abundantly—and, seek restoration. If this stalls, bring others into the conversation. When necessary set boundaries, for Jesus does not command endless access to someone who harms you, nor is forgiveness permission for abuse. Reconciliation is not pretending nothing happened. 


But neither does Jesus allow us simply to throw human beings away—because even conflict becomes part of learning freedom when we stay in conversation with one another across difference. Because there’s a difference between the good news of the empire and the Good News of God in Christ.


The empire’s way of domination says: Win. Humiliate. Control. Destroy.

Jesus says: Tell the truth. Listen deeply. Protect yourself and the vulnerable. Discern openly. Seek restoration where restoration is possible. Involve the community when need arises. All good, right? 


But, then comes a line we know so well:

“Where two or three are gathered in my name, I am there among them.” When I hear this it brings up sweet memories of saying prayers together with all of you, sharing communion, being together. And, y’all Jesus is definitely there! 


But, given the context of where and when this is said, Christ is also there when two people sit across from each other trying to tell the truth without destroying one another. And, Christ is there when we draw a boundary without denying another person’s humanity. Christ is there when we refuse to make somebody disposable. This is what a liberated people must learn.


And perhaps that is why the Passover Meal instructions are so physical. Eat this. Wear that. Mark the door. Stand ready. Remember. Because freedom has to get into our bodies.


We have to practice another way of being human. We must together learn how to be God’s people in both peace and conflict until the Way of Christ becomes our way, until reconciliation becomes our reflex.


And here, at God’s own table, week after week, we practice too. We hold out our hands. We receive what we cannot earn. The Body of Christ, the Bread of Heaven. We, who are different people, from different places, with different perspectives, different opinions, different hopes, and different disappointments—we, who are many, are one Body in Christ.


And then we are sent back into the world—a world that is constantly trying to teach us who matters and who does not. Who’s us and who’s them. But the Eucharist keeps speaking peaceably to the world: Here is one body. You are part of it. So is your neighbor. And no member of the body becomes whole through the diminishment of another. To remember that we ALL are part of this Body is to re-member, to allow God to put us back together… 


And unlike Humpty Dumpty, God is constantly putting the Body of Christ together again. Here and now. Across the globe. In ancient days and distant futures.


So, maybe this is salvation: God freeing the whole congregation from the lie that we can become whole while our neighbors remain disposable:

Freeing us from Pharaoh outside us. 

Freeing us from Pharaoh inside us. 

And while it is still twilight—while the world is not yet what it should be, while we still carry old habits from captivity—God sets a table. 

God gathers our neighbors and tells us to remember. 

God tells us to put on our shoes because freedom is coming.


As we watch God’s salvation ever-dawning, calling all people into freedom, the questions for us is simple:

Where does Pharaoh’s way of domination still live in us?

What have we learned to protect at the expense of a neighbor?

Who are we tempted to see as expendable?

And what might love require us to leave behind?


Because God is still calling us out of bondage. 

Still forming a whole congregation. 

Still teaching us to become neighbors. 

Still remaining with us when two or three are gathered…

Still in the midst of our conflict…

Still setting us free. 


So, put on your sandals, grab your staff, and let’s go love our neighbors as ourselves.


Amen.