I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Can we believe?
Based on the parable of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector (Luke 18)
Oh Lord, says the proud man
I am your person
I follow the rules
I more than follow the rules.....
unlike those irresponsible ones
those people who are addicted,
and poor
those liars and cheats
I am thankful I am not like "them"
There is not much I can say
I am really a mess
Please have mercy
And then, here I am,
looking on….
I can tell you when I look at this story I find myself
judging the judger.
Look at that arrogant person, that Westboro Baptist type
person
Who has no compassion for those weaker than him.
Who thinks he can categorize others as outsiders… those
outside of God’s love.
Here I am
Judging the judger
Here I am
looking at the Tax Collector… Still
judging a little
Or perhaps identifying a little
but not ready… yet, to go full in on this grace thing
I mean after all.
Does this miserable piece of humanity….
Ooops, I mean does this poor repentant man really mean it?
Is he going to change?
Is he going to stop being a tax collector? Stop doing bad things?
Here I am… judging still
Knowing he, and I are both sinners, but not really
sure about God’s grace as it relates to his sins
Finding myself, in some ways, as judgmental as the Pharisee
Here we are
The super righteous , the unrighteous, and even those of us
who are semi righteous
We all have the same issue…….
We don’t quite trust,
don’t quite believe in God’s grace
God’s scandalous love
Mr Righteous didn’t… he thought he had to do it himself
And sadly thought he could, that is where the judgment came
from
Mr Unrighteous hoped in that grace… but I wonder if he
really believed it
I wonder if he really knew, without a doubt, that as bad as
he was
He was forgiven, loved, accepted
He was, Jesus told us that didn’t he? But did the tax collector really get it?
Or was he just engaging in wishful thinking?
And what about us?
Can we believe in God’s love?
That it is big enough for that hateful, angry judging person
we see on TV
Or have met in our own lives?
Can we believe in God’s love?
That it is big enough for the person who hurt us
Robbed us?
That it is big enough for the young man who killed those
children?
Can we believe in God’s love
That it is big enough for us
Who mostly, but perhaps not quite, believe in the love and
forgiveness
And in God’s acceptance of us?
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