LK 5:27-32Jesus saw a tax collector named Levi sitting at the customs post.
He said to him, “Follow me.”
And leaving everything behind, he got up and followed him.
Then Levi gave a great banquet for him in his house,
and a large crowd of tax collectors
and others were at table with them.
The Pharisees and their scribes complained to his disciples, saying,
“Why do you eat and drink with tax collectors and sinners?”
Jesus said to them in reply,
“Those who are healthy do not need a physician, but the sick do.
I have not come to call the righteous to repentance but sinners.”
Reading this passage I get this image in my mind. I can’t help it. I don’t know how good of an analogy it is, but it works for me. I can see a father taking aside a rebellious teenager in order to bond and to bring him back into the way of the family. I see the teenager’s siblings looking on with jealousy and disbelief as the father gives this extra attention to the one who, in their opinion, didn’t deserve it. Honestly. The child causes so much trouble and discord and here he is being rewarded by more attention?
I can hear the indignation two thousand years later.
And really, isn’t that what the Pharisees are doing? Pointing fingers at the slight that they see without looking at the bigger picture. Part of the image I see in my mind is a disapproving father frowning and saying that he needs more help to come back to the good path.
Prodigal son, anyone?
What This Means To Me
Am I a jealous sibling or an accepting patient child? Am I a pharisee or a disciple? Am I jealous of the sinner’s attention or accepting that I am a sinner myself with just as much to work on?
The truth becomes another slap in the face. We see ourselves as good and holy, doing the right thing. How often is there a little voice in the back of our heads pointing out that we are more holy than others we see. I could be wrong but I believe it is only human to have the voice. Our way to perfection, in my opinion, is on how long we allow the voice to sow seeds of dissent before shushing it. After shushing it often enough, I’m sure it will become silent all together.
And that would bring us to where God wants us. Being His face to those around us. If we do not echo Him, or at least try to, how to we bring Him to those who cannot see Him?