"Now the tax collectors and sinners were all gathering around to hear him." Luke 15:1
Isn't that an intriguing phenomenon? Don't sinners usually smirk at, and dismiss religious people?
Maybe they had seen enough truly marvelous miracles that He captured their intrigue. Stadiums of people spend entire days watching endless high-speed circles waiting for a collision. Jesus staged a few crash courses where debilitating spirits got ejected and hurled into oblivion. Non-functional legs straightened out and their owners leaped up shouting. Stone-cold dead girls sat up and resumed gabbing. Yeah, that would gather a crowd of hopeless cynics even today.
Or maybe they sensed that it wasn't just a performance, but that He truly CARED about people and their problems. He wasn't performing a social experiment. He wasn't rallying a march to reform government. He brought God's government of compassion straight down into the streets. Holy hands touched decaying flesh, contorted limbs, and hauntingly vacant eyeballs. Empathetically, He gave health. Weeping He brought the dead to life. Exultant that the hopeless gained a new life, He broke out into dancing and shouting.
Or maybe He had something to communicate that people wanted to hear. Truth has a way of resounding with...truth. Not the kind of truth which takes delight in humiliating someone. But a truth that makes sense of the universe, yet points to mysteries beyond our understanding. He inspired human hearts to yearn for excellence, creativity, and to love selflessly.
Yet He didn't speak to simply make people feel good. He warned of present and eternal dangers, and the reality of evil. He exposed wicked intentions which hide in every one of us. He invited the ashamed to welcome the embrace of divine forgiveness. Humanity creates ways to save itself by its own craftiness. That way we can be independent. Self-sufficient. And expecting at any moment to be exposed as the imposter each of us is. Jesus' warnings didn't drive off the sinners. They appreciated the absolution which didn't require bloody knees, begging, and humiliation. They'd hang around non-manipulative and accepting holiness. Taking responsibility for one's wrongs truthfully makes sense. Strangely, it felt good to be with this holy guy.
What does it take to befriend sinners? Can heaven's true messengers still catch the ear of cynics? What would it take for us to BE children who truly represent the character of our Father? Can we be trusted with a fresh provision of power? Have we allowed our hearts to deeply feel His compassion so that we can extend genuine compassion? Can we be trusted to wield truth's sharp sword so that we rescue the oppressed without carelessly harming them?
Anyone can go get drunk with the drunks. We can even launch great crusades which fail to inspire souls to stand up to their captors. Heaven's Friend knows and loves people. He's inspiring us to make friends of sinners.
I want more power, love, and truth. Genuinely. I want to be a heavenly friend to sinners.