That's not right
Luke 6, Jesus is teaching on the Sabbath and there is a guy there with a shriveled hand. Everybody wants to know, what is Jesus going to do with this moral dilemma? On one hand, if he heals the man on the Sabbath day, then he is in violation of the law. But on the other hand, if he ignores the man and does not heal him, he is inconsiderate and uncaring. Everybody watches closely to see what will happen.
Jesus tells the man to stretch out his hand, and it is healed. Verse 11 - "But they were furious..."
It makes we wonder if I've ever been furious with what God has chosen to do. When have I wanted something a particular way and he chose to do something else, maybe something a little more unconventional. We have our neat little boundaries, our boxes in which we feel God belongs. He may contact this part of our lives but not this one, he is welcome here but not over there. God you can clean up this mess, but I'm going to continue wallowing in that mess over there, so please don't bother.
They were furious. Jesus crosses those lines, breaks out of those boundaries. Tell him how far he may go, and he will almost certainly go another step farther. Tell him to go away and leave you alone, you are asking for him to mess with you even more. If the grave was not a boundary that he was willing to stay within, how much more can we expect our own ideologies of what a God must or must not do to hold him?
It's unconventional, its not normal. There are certain set, sociological accepted ways of doing things, and he is not playing by the rules. It just isn't done this way! They were furious.
I wanted him to heal my disease, and instead he healed my soul.
I wanted him to heal my brokenness, and instead he brought me other broken people to help heal.
I wanted him to give me the desires of my heart, and instead he gave me only enough for today.
I wanted him to make me strong, and instead he made me weak.
I wanted him to make me wise, and instead he made me a fool.
I wanted the world, he gave me a few close friends.
I wanted to be free, he made me a slave to his own righteousness.
But they were furious...
It's unconventional, that's not how it is supposed to be, this is not the correct procedure. How many times have we been furious? I suppose it is all a matter of perspective (it usually is). He has a perspective on this life that we do not, and as such makes greater choices than we do. It's just that sometimes knowing that doesn't necessarily make it any easier to swallow.
Jesus tells the man to stretch out his hand, and it is healed. Verse 11 - "But they were furious..."
It makes we wonder if I've ever been furious with what God has chosen to do. When have I wanted something a particular way and he chose to do something else, maybe something a little more unconventional. We have our neat little boundaries, our boxes in which we feel God belongs. He may contact this part of our lives but not this one, he is welcome here but not over there. God you can clean up this mess, but I'm going to continue wallowing in that mess over there, so please don't bother.
They were furious. Jesus crosses those lines, breaks out of those boundaries. Tell him how far he may go, and he will almost certainly go another step farther. Tell him to go away and leave you alone, you are asking for him to mess with you even more. If the grave was not a boundary that he was willing to stay within, how much more can we expect our own ideologies of what a God must or must not do to hold him?
It's unconventional, its not normal. There are certain set, sociological accepted ways of doing things, and he is not playing by the rules. It just isn't done this way! They were furious.
I wanted him to heal my disease, and instead he healed my soul.
I wanted him to heal my brokenness, and instead he brought me other broken people to help heal.
I wanted him to give me the desires of my heart, and instead he gave me only enough for today.
I wanted him to make me strong, and instead he made me weak.
I wanted him to make me wise, and instead he made me a fool.
I wanted the world, he gave me a few close friends.
I wanted to be free, he made me a slave to his own righteousness.
But they were furious...
It's unconventional, that's not how it is supposed to be, this is not the correct procedure. How many times have we been furious? I suppose it is all a matter of perspective (it usually is). He has a perspective on this life that we do not, and as such makes greater choices than we do. It's just that sometimes knowing that doesn't necessarily make it any easier to swallow.
posted by Jeff at 9:15 AM
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