March 31, 2015
“As Jesus passed by, he saw a man blind from birth. His disciples asked him, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind? It was not that this man sinned, or his parents, but that the works of G*d might be made manifest in him.” John 9:1ff
“Charity is the very face of Christ. He is gone – yet he is here always, dwelling in the faithful and the holy. Oh, if Christ, the suffering, Christ, the hungering and thirsting, the naked and the sick, the stranger and prisoner, still abides on earth in the persons of those who suffer…his love makes him one with them.” Charles Porterfield Krauth (1823 – 1883) “For All The Saints” volume I (p. 918)
Have you ever, when you looked into the face or at the body of someone who is severely disabled, have you ever pictured Christ standing before you, or looking you in the eyes? When Jesus says that the blind man was born blind so that G*d might be manifest in him, in essence he is saying that in the body of the man born blind is the very essence of G*d. The other day I went to the home of a man who had come to the church looking for some assistance with frozen pipes. His mother was recently placed into a nursing home for recovery, and possibly as a permanent residence, and he was trying to deal with an older home that needed a lot of repairs. He is retired and does not have the income to cover all of the repairs that are needed, besides the emergencies that have beset him this winter. I knew that he was having a hard time asking for help – which, believe it or not, is common with some generations. As I approached his home to offer him some assistance, he came out of the door of the home with a picture in a frame. He said, “Pastor, I want you to keep this painting for me. It was my father’s and it hung in his office. I am loaning it to you to keep for me as we try to figure out what to do with the house. If I never see you again, then you can keep this painting as a reminder of me.”
I thanked him for the painting (after telling him it was not necessary to give me anything, though I felt better when he said it was “on loan”) and went to my car. As I looked at the painting when I returned to my office, I discovered that it is a painting of a pastor sitting in his office, and sitting next to him and talking to him – is Jesus.
I am planning to hang this painting on the wall of my office to remind me that, whenever there is someone sitting in my office who has come to ask for help, or ask for guidance, or is planning a wedding, funeral, etc. whoever that person is who is sitting across from me, they have inside of them, the essence of Jesus – G*d manifest in that person. Can you continue your week reminding yourself that in everyone you meet, young or old, abled or disabled, male or female, black or white, within each of those people G*d is manifest?
Pastor Dave