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9 As Jesus continued on from there, he saw a man named Matthew sitting at a kiosk for collecting taxes. He said to him, “Follow me,” and he got up and followed him. 10 As Jesus sat down to eat in Matthew’s house, many tax collectors and sinners joined Jesus and his disciples at the table.
9 As Jesus continued on from there, he saw a man named Matthew sitting at a kiosk for collecting taxes. He said to him, “Follow me,” and he got up and followed him. 10 As Jesus sat down to eat in Matthew’s house, many tax collectors and sinners joined Jesus and his disciples at the table.
11 But when the
Pharisees saw this, they said to his disciples, “Why does your teacher eat with
tax collectors and sinners?”
12 When Jesus
heard it, he said, “Healthy people don’t need a doctor, but sick people
do. 13 Go and learn what this means: I want mercy and not sacrifice. I
didn’t come to call righteous people, but sinners.”
Jesus was sitting in an airport, reading a newspaper
waiting for his flight. From across the
terminal, a man had been staring at him for about half an hour, and finally got
up and walked over to him, and said, “Excuse me, but you really look like
someone famous.” Jesus, used to getting
this question, just smiled, and said, “Who do you think I look like?” “Well, I’d swear you’re a dead ringer for
Jesus Christ.”
Jesus laughed and said,
“And what if I told you that I AM Jesus?”
The man was clearly excited, began jumping up and down like a teenage
girl at a Justin Beiber concert – before he kept getting arrested – and said,
“Oh my goodness, I can’t believe it’s you!
I admire you so much, and your teachings have been such an inspiration
to me!”
Jesus said, “Really – which
ones?” The man stared at him blankly for
several seconds, and finally said, “Well, you know, ALL of them! How could I possibly choose a favorite, I
mean, they’re ALL GOOD!”
Jesus picked his newspaper
back up and said, “Hey, look – it was really nice meeting you. But I’ve already got more than enough fans;
I’m more interested in followers.”
We are in a series of
messages on “The Character of Christ.”
We’re taking a good look at who Jesus is and what he is about, studying
his character and then living out aspects of his character ourselves, so that
we do not simply admire Jesus, but
are able to follow him. May we
pray.
There is a line as old as
humanity itself. It is a line of
separation, a boundary line, a line that marks the difference between in and
out, good and bad, acceptable and non-acceptable. I’m not sure what it is about
human nature that compels us to separate people into categories of greater than
and less than, yet we do. We see the
evidence of this line throughout society – the right side of the tracks and the
wrong side of the tracks, the right side of town and the wrong side. The line is a divider, separating communities
and splitting families, ultimately placing people on one side or the other –
either “in” or “out.”
An interesting phenomenon
that I’ve noticed is that the line-drawers of history always draw the line in
such a way that they are on the right side of it. No one ever sets the boundary in such a way
that they find themselves on the outside.
Interesting, isn’t it?
Now, somewhere, along
comes religion – our systems of belief and of God and how we relate to God –
religion should be the great equalizer, the thing that levels the playing
field, right? And yet, religion only
seemed to make the problem worse, because not only were people drawing that
separating line, but now they felt like they had God on their side! Who can argue with that?
By the time Jesus came
along, the dividing lines were so clearly drawn that they had practically
calcified into permanent place. There
was a religious elite, a ruling class of priests and scholars and Pharisees,
who drew sharp lines that placed a select few within God’s favor, but pretty
much everyone else was left out.
One of these left out
people was Matthew, the tax collector, who we’ve read about today. Tax collectors were some of the most hated
people in society then, and I think they still are, today. We have a rule that, when we’re on vacation,
we don’t tell people what we do for a living because it really changes the way
they treat us. One year, we met a nice
British couple at our hotel and they asked, “So what do you do for a living,
and we gave them our standard response: “We’re sorry, but we don’t talk about
our work on vacation,” and they said, “Oh I see – are you a tax man?” Even now, who wants to hang out with a tax
collector?
From an early age, we were
told to choose our friends wisely, and warned about falling in with the wrong
crowd. One is known by the company one
keeps. Like it or not, our friendships
are a reflection on us, and an indicator of our character.
Like Jesus. When it came to selecting his friends, Jesus
Christ, the perfect Son of God, fully human, fully divine, the embodiment of
God’s love and holiness come to earth – Jesus Christ surrounded himself with
perfect, upstanding, respectable, decent, moral people, right? The upper crust of society, those on the
inside track, the movers and shakers of his day – those are the people chose as
his friends, right?
No? Then, who did Jesus hang out with? According to today’s Scripture from the 9th
chapter of Matthew’s Gospel, Jesus Christ – the perfect, unblemished Son of God
– chose to hang out with tax collectors and sinners. Can you believe it? A nice boy like Jesus, among the outcast
rabble of his day. The sharp tongues of
the religious folks couldn’t wait to spread this juicy piece of gossip –
That word – “sinner” – can
you feel the judgmental sting in that word?
I can’t think of an instance where that word is used and intended as a
compliment. Too often, it’s a word used
by religious folks to label those on the wrong side of the line.
The Pharisees fancied
themselves the consummate religious insiders.
The Pharisees were the ones with the impressive religious resumes and
the ones who should, by all rights, have been on the inside track with
God. Yet Jesus brushes right past all of
them and walks up to the tax collector’s booth, and he says to Matthew, the
outsider, “How about you – yes, you – come, and follow me.”
And then Jesus invited him
to his table, to his companionship, to his friendship -- even to his vocation,
to come with him as a disciple. Jesus embraced someone seen as untouchable, and
in doing that, he showed that oddly enough, the purity of God's people is best
protected not by shunning the unclean, but by embracing them. God's perfection
is shown most fully in the extravagant embrace of flawed people and the end of
all scorekeeping.
You see, the arms of God’s
love are open wide because they are attached to a very specific person –
Jesus. The thing I both love and that
drives me nuts about Jesus is that his arms are usually open wider than mine,
that his embrace includes more people than I want to. When I am tempted to draw that line between
insiders and outsiders, the inclusive reach of Jesus just won’t let me get away
with it. You gotta watch Jesus, he’s
tricky like that.
To those who fancied
themselves insiders, Jesus reminded them that the well have no need of a
doctor, but the sick. Yet, when it comes
to sinners, Jesus doesn’t offer them treatment or therapy, he offers them
friendship and companionship.
The religious folks were
so busy casting judgment on outsiders, labeling them as “sinners,” that they
didn’t have an opportunity to deal with their own sin. I’ve often thought that church should be more
like an AA meeting – “Hello, my name is so-and-so and I’m a sinner.” Reality is that we are ALL sinners, each and
every one of us, and that’s okay, because Jesus doesn’t call perfect people, he
calls sinners.
Jesus even eats with sinners. What’s the big deal about eating together?
Well, let me tell you a story. Perhaps
you’ve seen this famous picture: after several days
of negotiations, US President Bill Clinton, Israeli premier Yhitzak Rabin and
Palestinian leader Yasser Arafat, smiled and shook hands for this photo
op. Many Western journalists lauded this
as a breakthrough in Israeli-Palestinian relations, even the look on President
Clinton’s face seems to say, “All right, now this is more like it.”
What wasn’t reported was
that after this photo op, President Clinton invited both men to lunch, and both
politely refused. Whereas in Western
culture a handshake is a big deal signifying agreement, it doesn’t mean that,
everywhere. In Middle Eastern culture,
sharing a meal together, now that’s a big deal, signifying unity and
togetherness, friendship and deep-meaningful relationship, and neither was
ready for that.
Sharing a meal together is a big deal, and Jesus eats
with sinners.
The broken dividing lines
of the world are what wants to separate the saints from the sinners, to draw a
distinction between the insiders and the outsiders, but not Jesus. Jesus is more interested in where you’re
going than where you’ve been.
When it comes to God’s
community of redeemed sinners we happen to call church, anything we can do to
break down barriers between insiders and outsiders is a good thing to do,
because as far as Jesus is concerned, there is no distinction. There are no insiders and outsiders, there
are only children of God.
I do wish more churches
would embrace that philosophy. As a
pastor, I have visited a lot of churches, and every church I’ve ever
encountered describes themselves as a “friendly church,” – and many of them are
not. They are friendly in the same way
your family dog is friendly: they are affectionate toward members of the
family, but they tend to bark at strangers.
But I guarantee you,
everyone of them says, “We’re such a friendly church.” I asked one lady, “Tell me about your
church,” and she said, “Oh, we’re a very loving and accepting church,” and then
I found out that she was that church’s meanest and most hate-filled member and
was personally responsible for having run off a dozen families from that
church! Churches will say, “We’re open
to new folks,” but the unspoken part of that sentence is, “so long as they are
pretty much like us – as long as they
look like us, act like us, talk like us, think like us – but yeah, we’re open
to new people!”
I know of one couple in a
church, delightful, Christlike people, the kind of people you want in your
church. They had tremendous gifts and
evidence of God’s grace in their lives, but when asked why they weren’t more
involved in leadership, they said, “Well, we’re new here.” “Oh, how long have you been members at this
church?” “20 years.”
To me, that sounds like a
church that needs to learn something from Jesus about breaking down the
barriers between insiders and outsiders.
I hear stories like that,
and I say, “Thank God I am the pastor of THIS church!” I can’t tell you how proud I am of the
beautiful patchwork of God’s children called Morehead Church. I love that our church includes folks who
have been here forever and folks who are relatively new, those who grew up down
the road and those who “ain’t from around here,” how you embrace and celebrate
the wonderfully diverse gifts of so many different people. Do you know how rare that is?
It’s a gift that comes
from spending a lot of time walking close to Jesus. Jesus makes no distinction between insiders
and outsiders, he only sees children of God.
If you’re here this
morning and you’ve spent any length of time feeling like an outsider, let me
simply say that you are welcome here.
You are not an outsider, you are a precious and beloved child of God.
Take the next few moments
to reflect on that, to pray, to give thanks, to jot down a few names of someone
on the outside who simply needs to know that they matter to God, and they
matter to you. Use the next few moments
for whatever you and God need to do together.
(Show video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZ-afR8GNt0 )
There are no
strangers. There are no outcasts. There are no orphans of God. There are no insiders or outsiders, only
precious and beloved children of God. No
matter who you are, no matter what you’ve done, and no matter where you’ve
been, know this: you are God’s beloved and precious child. No one can take that away from you. Jesus has room for you, and we do too.
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