Summer Reading: Lessons from Luke (part 9)

by Shannon Tillman | Jul 31, 2025 | Bible Study, Theology, Thoughts

Straightened Stature

I have back problems.  I need to go to a chiropractor but my insurance doesn’t cover it.  It is frustrating to have a remedy so close yet so far away.  I drive by the doctor and look forward to the day when I can go in and get the help I need.  The healing is available; the means to obtain it is not.

So, why share that?  Is it to make you feel sorry for me?  Well, no, but if you do, I appreciate it.  I just want us to realize that sometimes help is available yet we cannot get to it.  Other times, we can have all the help there is, and it still cannot make a difference.  All of us can name people, maybe even ourselves, of ailment:  physical, emotional, spiritual, that just never seemed to disappear.  No one could help.  We lost hope.  Some of our ailments cannot be hidden.  It is evident to everyone who can see us.  Right now I am thinking of a woman I know who lost all her hair in chemotherapy.  You see her pain.  You guess what she must be going through.  But there is nothing you can do.  Helpless to help.  Wishing for her best and yet cannot make any promises.  Prayer continues, yet no answer in sight.  So was the plight of one woman in the temple.  Praise God she was in the temple.  Despite her hardship, she had not lost faith.  Dear one, if you too are struggling today, let this woman be your example.  She pressed on and believed, even when she thought things could never change.  But that was before she heard His voice.

On a Sabbath Jesus was teaching in one of the synagogues, and a woman was there who had been crippled by a spirit for eighteen years.  She was bent over and could not straighten up at all.  When Jesus saw her, He called her forward and said to her, “Woman, you are set free from your infirmity.”  Then He put His hands on her, and immediately she straightened up and praised God. Indignant because Jesus had healed on the Sabbath, the synagogue ruler said to the people, ‘There are six days for work.  So come and be healed on those days, not the Sabbath.” The Lord answered him, “You hypocrites!  Doesn’t each of you on the Sabbath untie his ox or donkey from the stall and lead it out to give it water?  Then should not this woman, a daughter of Abraham, whom Satan has kept bound for eighteen long years, be set free on the Sabbath day from what bound her?” When He said this, all His opponents were humiliated, but the people were delighted with all the wonderful things He was doing.  (Luke 13:10-17)

By the way, notice where Jesus was teaching.  He was in a part of the synagogue where women were allowed.  He was not separated with only the men.  No, He came to share His message with both men and women.  This is our radical Savior here, breaking down misconceptions that women are but dirt.  For you see, at this time in history, women were considered possessions of men.  That was it.  Commodities.  But not with Jesus.  He saw them as ones created in His image, of equal importance of men.  Both loved eternally.  Both in need of a Savior.  To both He extended His hand of friendship.  Is that not the way of the Garden of Eden?  God walked with both the man and the woman in the cool of the garden.  Here He is, speaking the same message of love that Adam and Eve both heard thousands of years before.

On a Sabbath Jesus was teaching in one of the synagogues, and a woman was there who had been crippled by a spirit for eighteen years.  She was bent over and could not straighten up at all.  (Luke 13:10-11)

Eighteen years.  That’s the time from birth to graduation from high school.  Imagine all that transpires during that period of time.  Some of you reading this may not have even been alive that long.  Most of you are too old to lie and say that you are eighteen.  (Actually, we never lie about the age eighteen.  No, it’s the eternal twenty-nine that we hold onto.  By the way, I’m twenty-nine.  If you ask me next year, I’ll tell you that I’m twenty-nine so don’t ask!)

For eighteen long and painful years this woman had been suffering.  Beyond the physical pain, she suffered embarrassment.  How often did people stare?  Children may have said cruel things.  People may have walked by and then stood up straighter hoping to never end up like her.  Or possibly they treated her with extreme consideration, thinking she was incapable of doing anything.  Kind of like what I did to this lady today at the grocery store.  A woman was in a motorized cart.  I turned the corner and almost ran into her.  Then I went into the panic of which way to go, right or left, to get out of her way.  So, I didn’t move.  I know I looked like a deer in the headlights.  Finally, I picked going to the left (of course, at the same time she picked going to her right.  This means we were now on the same side of the aisle for those of you who couldn’t visualize it.)  I began apologizing profusely.  She answered, “It’s alright”.  I wish you could have heard her tone of voice.  It spoke volumes.  I knew what she was really saying, “Just because I am physically impaired, and you do not have to treat me like a fragile object.  If I had been standing, you would have just passed by on your merry way.  Why treat me any different?”  I quickly got out of the store.  I knew I had joined the list of Joni Eareckson Tada’s group that she discusses in her autobiography Joni.  Joni was paralyzed from the shoulders down in a diving accident when she was a teenager.  She writes about how people would give her extra room on the sidewalk, more than enough, trying to look considerate, but just really not wanting to be near her.  I wonder how often this woman had been treated the same way.

There are many who are “bent over” and unable to recover on their own.  Some are physically wounded, suffering from illnesses, or born disabled.  Right now my mind is on a few youth in our church that is a part of the special needs ministry.  Some have downs’ syndrome, others cerebral palsy, still more with autism.  They make some people uncomfortable, disliking their loud interruptions during church.  Maybe they cause us to ask the questions, “why them or why not me?”  Could it be they force us to ask “Why God?”  Some questions are easier not to face.  Remember, Job never questioned God until his body was wracked with disease.  None of us like to realize how fragile we truly are.  But some know.  Some live with it daily.  Some have dealt with it for eighteen years.

On a Sabbath Jesus was teaching in one of the synagogues, and a woman was there who had been crippled by a spirit for eighteen years.  She was bent over and could not straighten up at all.  (Luke 13:10-11)

There was nothing that she could do to help herself.  Nothing.  She could not straighten up.  It’s not as if she hadn’t tried.  But she was helpless.  Beyond this just being a terrible physical problem, it was a spiritual one as well.  A spirit had crippled her.  Now, some of you want to discuss this.  So, I challenge you to the debate.  Are all physical ailment caused by spirits?  No.  Was that simple enough for you or what?  We have physical ailments in this world due to the fall of Adam and Eve.  Yes, they got to skip around that amazing Garden of Eden without even a sniffle from allergies.  But all that changed when they sinned.  Physical illness, pain, suffering, and ultimately death entered the world.  (I still curse them every time I get the flu!  Why did they eat the fruit?  Why?)  If this was not bad enough, the prince of this world has some more mean tricks up his sleeve.  He and his evil, wicked band can torment humans physically.  Now, remember, this can only happen under the sovereignty of God.  Satan was only allowed to inflict disease on Job after he received permission.  (If you would like to study more on this, I highly recommend Phillip Yancey’s book. Where is God When It Hurts.)

So, the enemy was tormenting this woman.  Obviously, the cause of her ailment was well known so that the writer mentioned it.  People could not only point out her physical pain, but they could possibly gossip as to why she had it.  I wonder if anyone assumed the following:  “She must have been bad to have a spirit attack her.”  How often have we made this judgment call?  Why do we bring others down when they are already hurting?

But Jesus did not share why this woman was bound for so long, even though He was the only One who would have known.  He did not cast judgment.  He did not attempt to explain it.  Let’s look at what He did.

When Jesus saw her, He called her forward and said to her, “Woman, you are set free from your infirmity.”  Then He put His hands on her, and immediately she straightened up and praised God.  (Luke 13:12-13)

When Jesus saw her need, He healed her.  That’s it.  Plain and simple.  He did not analyze, critique, gossip, or complain.  He just set her free.  Don’t you just love that about Jesus?

I want to be more like Jesus, but sadly enough I’m more like the ‘friends’ of Job.  The poor guy lost his children, his property, and his health all in one day.  Some of his friends came by to be with him during his time of loss.  But they were not what you would call “encouragers”.  I would say more like “tear you down, chew you up, spit you out, and then stomp on you” kind of people.  They kept asking Job what he did wrong to deserve this pain.  Job continued to declare his innocence, but they just scoffed at him.  They wanted to hear the gory details of why Job deserved to be punished.  Don’t we do the same?  Isn’t that why we like a good gossip session?  (By the way, “good gossip” is an oxy moron.  There ain’t nothin’ good about gossip!)  But we enjoy the details of why someone failed, or what went wrong, or how they suffered due to something they did.  Maybe it makes us feel better to have the cause and effect relationship.  Cause:  Sin, Effect:  Punishment.  It is simple, clear-cut.  Our finite minds can grasp it.  But when tragedy strikes outside our clear-cut rules, we grow uncomfortable.  We try to make sense of our world.  But we miss God when we try to “reduce” Him into our opinions, patterns, and equations.

When Jesus saw her, He called her forward and said to her, “Woman, you are set free from your infirmity.”  Then He put His hands on her, and immediately she straightened up and praised God.  (Luke 13:12-13)

Everyone else had assumed the woman would always be tormented, bound.  They had assigned her the label “hopeless”.  She probably also believed things would always be the same.  But then she heard a Voice calling her forward.  She was just one of the crowd listening to the Great Teacher.  But then He signaled her out.  Can you imagine her feelings?  She did not know what Jesus was going to do.  Was He going to tell everyone she deserved to be this way, or was He going to tell everyone how it happened, was he going to use her as a physical example of spiritual warfare?  She had no idea what was about to happen.  But she took a step of faith.  She was willing.  She offered all she could.  Her hunched back probably made her feel self-conscious as the people were staring back and forth at her and Jesus wondering what would happen next.  Then, He spoke.  Words of power!  Then, He touched her.  Realize during this time men did not come into contact with women.  In fact, they did everything to avoid women in public.  Some men would cross to the other side of the street to avoid a woman, much less talk to her in public, much less to lay his hands on her.  Jesus was breaking some major cultural taboos here!  Realize eyebrows are being raised.

But suddenly, she stands up straight.  Everyone is amazed.  Shock, surprise, and wonder sweep the crowd.  But the first to speak, the first to break the silence is the woman, by praising God!  This faithful woman knew to Whom to give the glory!  She immediately breaks into praise.  Feel her joy.  Listen to her praise.  Dear brothers and sisters, do you do the same?  Do you know when He is at work?  Do you recognize His voice?  Do you feel His touch?  And when You see His power, is your first reaction one of praise?  I hope so!  Don’t analyze.  Don’t minimize it.  Don’t talk to others first.  Speak praise!  Don’t worry who is around.  This woman was in the middle of the crowd and she began to praise God, leading others to worship.  She wanted everyone to know the goodness of her Lord!  Don’t miss an opportunity to proclaim His Name in public.  He is the reason for every good thing in your life.  Let others know the marvelous God you serve!

Others need to hear your praise.  Because that may be the last thing on their heart.  While this woman was praising God, the religious leader had other things to say.

Indignant because Jesus had healed on the Sabbath, the synagogue ruler said to the people, “There are six days for work.  So come and be healed on those days, not the Sabbath.”  (Luke 13:14)

The synagogue ruler, the one who is supposed to lead others to God, quickly shuts the woman and her praise down.  By the way, all you religious folks out there, do you do the same thing?  Actually, I need to add myself.  Do we do the same thing?  How often do we focus on the negative, or we rationalize a miracle, or discount someone’s joy, or try to bring others down to the lifeless way we feel?  Do you realize that the world views Christianity as boring?  Jesus is not the one Who gave us that label.  He was radical, inspiring, people were drawn to Him.  Why is it now that we equate “spirituality” with no emotion?  We think the more frown lines, the holier one is.  This is not of God.  He has called us to praise, to be people of joy, to celebrate His work in the world.  We are called to give God glory when He does something amazing.  By the way, He does amazing things everyday.  If you are reading this book right now, that is amazing.  That means that your eyes are sending signals to your brain, which is interpreting the random lines on the page as letters, than words, than sentences, than concepts.  You are doing this in milliseconds of time.  Amazing!  (Of course, if some of these paragraphs do not make sense to you, don’t’ blame your brain, blame the author.  I confuse myself half the time.)  God is amazing.  Celebrate Him.  Praise Him out loud in front of others.  Allow others to do the same.  Do not stop them.  Not like this synagogue ruler who by the way was a coward.  Read this again:

Indignant because Jesus had healed on the Sabbath, the synagogue ruler said to the people, “There are six days for work.  So come and be healed on those days, not the Sabbath.”  (Luke 13:14)

Look who he speaks to, not to Jesus but the people.  He was not bold enough to engage Jesus into a one-on-one debate on the reasons for not healing on the Sabbath.  Instead, he speaks to the group that he is used to controlling, the people.  He knew he could not control Jesus.  So, he attempts to control the people from coming to be healed.  Coward.

But Jesus never sits on the sidelines.  Since no one was brave enough to debate Him, He willingly begins the confrontation.

The Lord answered him, “You hypocrites!  Doesn’t each of you on the Sabbath untie his ox or donkey from the stall and lead it out to give it water?  Then should not this woman, a daughter of Abraham, whom Satan has kept bound for eighteen long years, be set free on the Sabbath day from what bound her?”  (Luke 13:15-16)

Hee Haw.  (That’s donkey language for go get ‘em Jesus!)  What a rebuke.  It was not just for one person either.  Jesus knew all the hearts.  He realized that the one synagogue ruler stated the opinion of a group, which is why he uses the plural “hypocrites”.  Look at this hypocrisy.  Look at their hearts.  They were more concerned about their animals, than the people.  They cared more about their possessions than the hurting.  It was all about them.  In their self-centeredness, they no longer saw the needs of others; they only saw their opinions of the law.  These opinions would rather leave a woman crippled than rejoice with her in freedom.

I saw this in action before.  I knew a minister who was angry that a fellow staff person disagreed with some of his interpretations of Scripture.  (I am not talking about essential doctrine.  Those are never up for debate.)  In his anger, he went about slandering the other man and turned many against him.  This minister was so concerned about his opinion of the law, that he bypassed the command to love others and ended up hurting the other man’s reputation.  The minister did this, in his opinion, “in the Name of the Lord” but I guess no one ever told Him that one of the Lord’s Names is Love.  In his attempt to be more “right”, more “spiritual”, he missed out on the very heart of Jesus.

There were two groups that day.  One missed it, the other got it.   It was due to the object of their focus.

When He said this, all His opponents were humiliated, but the people were delighted with all the wonderful things He was doing.   (Luke 13:17)

Opponents were humiliated, the people were delighted.  You can only be humiliated if you are focused on yourself.  Remember, the Proverb “pride comes before the fall.”   The other group was delighted.  They saw what He could do and were amazed by it, not intimidated.  Their gaze was on Jesus.  Where is your focus today?  Are you looking at yourself, and missing the display of God’s might around you?  Are you missing his miracles or downplaying His work?  Stop it!  Delight in Him.  Look around and see what He is doing.  If you are having a hard time seeing His mighty hand, take a look back.  Remember when you were bound in your sin.  It had crippled you for so many years.  You had lost hope.  You thought you would always be the same.  But then you heard His voice.  He was calling you to step forward to Calvary.  There, he set you free.  Praise Him out loud in front of all the people!

Silent Sabbath

Have you ever felt like you were being set up?  I am not talking about a blind date.  That is more like being tortured.  No, I mean as if someone is trying to trap you into something.  For example, my sister will ask me, “Do you want some chocolate ice cream?”  I say, “yes”.  Then, she says, “me, too.  Will you get me some?”  A trap.  I fell right into it.  I was suspicious of the smile, but I just thought the mere idea of chocolate ice cream made her happy.  I was wrong.  She had a plan and I walked right into it. Vicious, vicious girl.

The trap set for me led to me gaining five pounds.  But, at least, my life was not on the line.  Well, unless it kept happening.  Ice cream is not the best healthy life style.  Of course, I am still waiting for the high carb diet.

Jesus would know how to deal with my sister.  For He Himself was set up, but under a more drastic consequences than eating a whole bin of chocolate ice cream.  But Jesus walked willingly into the trap set up for He knew it was there.  Yet, He did not fall into the ambush.  Instead, He allowed someone ensnared by illness to be set free.

One Sabbath, when Jesus went to eat in the house of a prominent Pharisee, he was being carefully watched.  There in front of Him was a man suffering from dropsy.  Jesus asked the Pharisees and experts in the law, “Is it lawful to heal on the Sabbath or not?”  But they remained silent.  So taking hold of the man, he healed him and sent him away. (Luke 14:1-4)

Notice the day this all takes place.  It is the Sabbath.  As we saw in our last chapter, the religious leaders did not like Jesus healing on their holy day.  They considered it “work” and you were not allowed to labor on the Sabbath.  Think about this crazy theology.  On their religious day, the Pharisees and experts in the law had set a trap for Jesus.  They got mad that He helps people on the Sabbath, but they have no problem with having connived a twisted plan to ensnare Christ.  Sin is so crazy.  It does not even make common sense!

The beginning of their twisted plan fell into place, for Jesus comes to eat at the Pharisee’s house.  By the way, how obvious can you get?  The religious leaders have already openly condemned Jesus and now they invite Him to a prominent Pharisee’s house.  Could they have not at least tried to be subtle?  Not only that, the Scripture states, “He was being carefully watched”.  That means everyone knew that all eyes were on Him.  There was no mistaking something weird was going on.  Can you imagine walking to someone’s house and having all of these people just staring at you?  You don’t have to be James Bond to figure out that there is trouble ahead.  Then, if it doesn’t already feel like a comedy spy show, as He goes in the house, there in front of Him just “happens” to be a man suffering from dropsy.  What a surprise!  I wander if that is why everyone is staring at me?  Could it be they are trying to decide if I’ll heal on the Sabbath or not?  Wow, this mystery was really hard to figure out.  So, Jesus goes straight to the heart of the trap:

Is it lawful to heal on the Sabbath or not?  (Luke 14:3b)

Straight to the point.  Cut through all the pretend formalities.  The One they had tried to trick just turned around and trapped all of them with this question.  So, what did these educated men do?

But they remained silent.  (Luke 14:4a).

They did not say a word.  But I am sure these “expert” spies were still staring at Him.  Watching His next move.  Will He heal?  They had already seen Him do this before.  Why would this be different?  I wonder if they thought they could intimidate Him because they were standing all around, or because He was a guest in the Pharisee’s home.  That works on some of us.  Who ever acts different around a work crowd compared to the church crowd?  Maybe you are not so bold to stand up for what you believe.  Maybe you dress or talk differently.  Or maybe you act more spiritual to fit in with the “spiritual” crowd.  Sometimes, we rise or fall to other’s opinions of right and wrong.  Yet, the only opinion that will matter is the Lord’s.  He never seems to fit in with the crowd.  Often, in a group, people got mad at Him.  But He always did what He felt led to do, even when others were watching His every move.  What did He do next for the whole crowd to see?

So taking hold of the man, he healed him and sent him away.  (Luke 14:4b)

He took hold of the man.  He grabbed him.  This was a dramatic move.  I see Him almost tackling the guy.  He did not want anyone to miss this.  He was going to heal.  Completely heal, for we do not fully know what this man suffered from.  My text note states:

“Dropsy.  An accumulation of fluid that would indicate illness affecting other parts of the body.”

So, the physical sign of dropsy indicated that much more was going on in the body than what was already apparent.  Kind of like the situation.  More was going on than just wandering if Jesus would heal on the Sabbath.  They were slowly setting up a case against Him that would eventually lead to His death.  More was at stake than was already apparent.  Jesus knew the risk.  Yet, He chose to heal.  His healing was complete.

Has Jesus taken hold of you?  Has He grabbed you and healed you?  Maybe your healing is more than the apparent physical need.  Often, that seems to be the only subject we present to God in prayer.  Every week in our church staff meeting, we get the prayer requests from the membership.  They are always for physical needs.  There is nothing wrong with that.  But what about the emotional and relational needs?  What about the request to conquer sin or temptation?  Jesus is ready to come and heal all parts of your life.  Let Him grip your arms as He pulls you into a hug.  One that says you are healed.  One that will allow you to face life in a new way.

So taking hold of the man, he healed him and sent him away.  (Luke 14:4b)

Sent Him away to a new way of life.  No longer would anyone look at him and see the signs of illness.  He was healed!  But not only that, Jesus sent Him away from the group of religious leaders who were using him.  What do you mean, you ask?  I will tell you.  How did that man with dropsy just happen to be there?  Not only there, but also right in front of Jesus?  He was placed there.  This was not a coincidence.  These men had planned it.  They were using this ill man for their own agenda.  Sadly, this still happens today.  “Religious” people prey on the ill, promising them healing for money, saying if they only had more faith.  That is a lie.  Yes, Jesus can heal.  There is no doubt about that.  And we should pray and ask for it.  But remember, Jesus prayed for God’s will even when it meant suffering and death.  Was Jesus out of God’s will?  Certainly not!  He submitted to the Father.  What about Paul?  He suffered with a thorn in the flesh.  Three times he prayed for its removal.  But the Lord, in His sovereign plan, did not take it away.  God can heal while we are on earth, or He can choose to do the ultimate healing in heaven.  Either way, He is in control.  I love that about Him.  He takes charge of the situation.

So taking hold of the man, he healed him and sent him away.  (Luke 14:4b)

The religious leaders were hoping to trap Him.  Instead Jesus took over.  He healed the man and then sent Him away.  He helped the helpless.  And then He protected him from being further used and abused.  Jesus loves doing that.  Is not that the whole story of the Bible?  A vicious trap was set in the Garden of Eden.  Unfortunately, Adam and Eve fell right into Satan’s hands.  So, he thought he had won.  Foolish little devil.  For unknown to the evil one, another trap had been laid, before the beginning of time.  Jesus was ready to capture back the hearts that had been lost.  How?  He would willingly take their place in the trap.  He removed the bondage from them and set it on Himself.  It killed Him.  But it gives life to you and me.

That day in the Pharisee house, Jesus gave back life to one man.  But He wanted more.

Then He asked them, “If one of you has a son or an ox that falls into a well on the Sabbath day, will you not immediately pull him out? (Luke 14:5)

 Jesus wanted to open their hearts to love.  They would be willing to save a son, even an animal, yet they were unwilling to allow Jesus heal people.  He was saying, “Look at your so-called logic, it does not make sense.  Allow Me to open your minds to truth.”

Can you hear the heartbeat of Christ?  These religious leaders had used a sick man to try to entrap Jesus.  This was a low trick.  Yet, Jesus is reaching out to them, willing to offer healing to their callous hearts.  I wish they had accepted.  But we see from the text where they started with no words to speak to Jesus,

But they remained silent. (Luke 14:4)                                                                                                                                   

continued until the end of the passage …

And they had nothing to say. (Luke 14:6)

 No words.  No change.  The group remained the same; the silent majority lost out on the healing of Christ.  But one man allowed Jesus to grab a hold of Him.  And he was never the same.

Summer Reading: Lessons from Luke (part 8)

by Shannon Tillman | Jul 24, 2025 | Bible Study, Theology, Thoughts

Restored Relationship

A movie that I love to watch is “Mr. Holland’s Opus.”  It is the story of a man who inspires to be a famous conductor has to take a teaching job at a high school in order to support his family.  His wife and he have one child, a son.  It is discovered that the son was 90% deaf.  During the epic time period of the 1960’s, doctors advised the parents to raise him as a hearing child.  During one of the dramatic scenes, the son, at age 5 or 6, begins crying as he pulls items out of the kitchen cupboards.  The father yells, “Give him what he wants.”  The mother replies, “I don’t know what he wants.  I can’t even talk to my own son!”  Then, she gathers the young boy in her arms as they both sit crumpled on the kitchen floor weeping for they both loved and yet felt so alone from each other.  (By the way, the film is good and it does have happy parts.  Don’t judge the whole thing because I bring up one really depressing scene.)

Can you imagine seeing the child you love hurt and you do not know how to tell them you care?  Or see your child in pain and there is nothing you can do to help?  Even worse, can you imagine knowing that your child is demon-possessed and that the demon enjoyed causing your child to be in pain?  That is how the father of one child felt.

The next day, when they came down from the mountain, a large crowd met Him.  A man in the crowd called out, “Teacher, I beg you to look at me son for he is my only child.  A spirit seizes him and he suddenly screams; it throws him into convulsions so that he foams at the mouth.  It scarcely ever leaves him and is destroying him.  I begged your disciples to drive it out, but they could not.” “O unbelieving and perverse generation,” Jesus replied, “how long shall I stay with you and put up with you?  Bring your son here.” Even while the boy was coming, the demon threw him to the ground in a convulsion.  But Jesus rebuked the evil spirit, healed the boy and gave him back to his father.  And they were all amazed at the greatness of God.  (Luke 9:37-43)

As usual, a large crowd came upon Jesus.  In this large crowd a voice cries out asking for help.  His request was not for himself, but for his son, his only child.  As heart wrenching as his request is, there is some underlying messages we can clearly see.  First, he calls Jesus, “Teacher.”  It’s like he is saying, “Look you say a lot of neat stuff.  I think you are smart.  I can learn a lot.  But are you truly more than that or are you just talk?  Can you do anything besides preach?  Guess what, people ask the same thing today.  Well, God, your Bible says some neat things.  I agree about love and peace but are You truly living and active today?  Are You around or are You far off, removed from creation, just watching us?  You sound good, but can You impact me today, where I am, in the middle of this mess?  Are You talk or are you really powerful enough to act?

So, the man is questioning whether or not this Teacher can do anything or if He’s just full of knowledge.  He also wonders if this is Man is kind.  Where do I get that?  Look at how he asks for help:

“Teacher, I BEG you to look at my son, for he is my only child.  A spirit seizes him and he suddenly screams; it throws him into convulsions so that he foams at the mouth.  It scarcely ever leaves him and is destroying him.”  (Luke 9:38b-39)

This father feels like he has to beg for help.  He is not sure if Jesus will intervene just out of the goodness of His heart.  He lets Jesus know that it is his only child.  Then, he goes into the detail of what happens to his child.  Do you ever do this?  Do you feel like you have to give God all the reasons as to why He needs to help?  Is it because you have forgotten that this is your Loving Heavenly Father who cares more about the situation than you possibly ever could?  Think of the irony.  The father is asking the Creator of the Universe, the One who loved his child before the boy was born, and yet is treating Him as someone who needs to have sympathy evoked in Him before He will help!

And if this slap in the face was not enough, the father swung his final blow:

“I begged your disciples to drive it out, but they could not.”  (Luke 9:40)

 What?  Why go to the disciples?  Deep down, this man really considered everyone on the same level.  Jesus had no special ability over His disciples.  This father truly had no concept of Who Jesus is.  He just thought the group had “special powers”.  In his game plan, he would take the boy to someone, in fact to anyone who might be there so that the boy would be healed.  The father didn’t understand that he was talking to God, not just a group of thirteen men.

But guess who was pretty excited about being part of the elite group?  The disciples were feeling pretty good.  When the dad brought him the boy, they didn’t think they needed to bother Jesus with this one.  “We’ll take care of this one ourselves.  What?  A demon.  Oh, no problem.  We see this kind of case all the time.  Why, I remember the one in Jericho, he was a meany.  Not that any are nice.  But we can do this.  What Thomas, you doubt we can?  Well, we’ll prove you wrong!”

Why the arrogance?  Why the determination to do this?  Could it be stemming from insecurity?  There were only nine disciples around when the father of the demon-possessed boy showed up.  Where was the other three?  Where was Jesus?

Jesus…took Peter, John, and James with Him and went up onto a mountain to pray.  As He was praying, the appearance of His face changed, and His clothes became as bright as a flash of lightning…(Luke 9:28-29)

I wonder if the other disciples were feeling left out since only Peter, John and James were selected to go up the mountain with Jesus.  Did they feel like they were not part of the “in crowd”?  Did they feel the need to show-off to feel important?  Was their pride hurt?  Were they trying to build themselves up?  Did they not realize it always is worse when God has to teach us a lesson in front of an entire crowd?

In writing that, a particularly embarrassing moment comes to mind.  That is amazing because I have so many!  But I remember one time traveling on a plane to Dallas.  I was seated next to a handsome man.  We talked the whole time.  I felt attractive, witty, charming, wonderful, etc.  We talked about some spiritual matters and he, too, was a Christian.  However, listening to his conversation his life was heading in a fast track toward destructive behaviors.  Usually, the counselor in me comes out and I discuss, process, and help others.  Not this time, I side-stepped blatant statement so as not to offend so I could continue being treated as amazingly as I think I should (I’m just joking.)  Anyway, we debarked the plane.  My friend met me at the baggage claim and together we waited for my luggage.  The place was crowded so I was smashed in between people.  I finally saw my suitcase.  When it came by, I grabbed it.  But the person on my right side began leaning on me so hard that I could not get the leverage to pick the bag up, my arm was pinned.  What would be the wise thing to do?  Let go of the bag.  However, my hand caught on something on the bag so the bag began pulling me.  I began leaning back on the guy leaning on me, hoping to regain balance.  But he took a step backwards.  I lost balance, the bag pulled me, a line of people parted as they all watched me trip and crash on the floor with my hand still caught on the bag.  It got worse.  As I am trying to get off the ground, I realize every person has his or her eyes on me.  How do you gracefully get up after that?  You don’t.  The few seconds of silence erupted into laughter that lasted 10 minutes.  Who’s the first face I see, the guy who sat by me!  (By the way, I sent my friend to get my bag, for by this point it had gone around twice and I refused to touch it!)  Yes, pride does come before the fall (and in my case it was literal!  I still fear picking up my luggage!)

Now that I have shared my pain, I want you to think about how foolish the disciples must have felt.  They are helpless.   This is in a crowd of people.  Some were watching.  I wonder if they were laughed it.  Interesting enough, they were not the ones who said, “Well, guy this is too big for us to handle.  Let’s go to Jesus.”  No, their pride kept them from asking for help.  At least the father let go of his pride.  He just wanted to save his son.  So, he went to his last resort and asked Jesus for help.  He was soon to learn from Jesus that the last resort should have been the first.

“O unbelieving and perverse generation,” Jesus replied, “how long shall I stay with you and put up with you?  Bring your son here.”  (Luke 9:41)

Jesus always cuts to the heart of the matter.  He knew the father did not believe that He could help.  He knew that the father did not understand the difference between the Teacher and the disciples.  He knew that the father did not understand His loving kindness.  He knew there were others in the crowds who also needed to hear His message.  Maybe there are more today.  Those who think Jesus was a nice theory, or a good man, or a prophet, or a teacher.  Jesus is the Lord, able to heal, to release, to save.  For those of you who doubt, listen to His call:

“Bring your son here.”  (Luke 9:41b)

For you parents, please hear the words so eloquently penned by Charles Spurgeon in his devotional Morning by Morning:

The disappointed father turned from the disciples to their Master.  His son was in the worst possible condition, and all means had failed.  But the possessed child was soon delivered from the evil spirit when the parent in faith obeyed the Lord Jesus’ word, “Bring the boy to me.” Children are a precious gift from God, but a great deal of anxiety comes with them.  They may be a great joy or a great bitterness to their parents.  They may be filled with God’s Spirit or possessed by an evil spirit.  In all cases, the Word of God gives us one receipt for curing their ills, “Bring the boy to Me.”  We need more agonizing prayer on their behalf while they’re still babes!  Sin is there; so let our prayers attack it.  Our cries for our children should precede those cries that result from their entrance into a world of sin.  When they’re young, we will see sad signs of that dumb and deaf spirit that will neither pray properly nor hear God’s voice in the soul-but Jesus still commands, “Bring the boy to Me.”  When they’re grown up they may wallow in sin and rage with hatred against God.  Yet when our hearts are breaking we should remember the great Physician’s words, “Bring the boy to Me.”  We must not stop praying until they stop breathing.  No case is hopeless with Christ.  Whatever our need may be, let I carry us like a strong current to the ocean of diving love.  Christ can soon remove our sorrow, so let’s hurry to Him-He waits for us. 

So, whatever the problem, whatever the pain, will you bring it to Jesus today?  Don’t go to others.  Don’t hide it in your heart.  Just take it straight to Him.  He is able to do more than you can imagine.  Nothing is too powerful for Him.  No matter how grim it might seem.

Even while the boy was coming, the demon threw him to the ground in a convulsion.  But Jesus rebuked the evil spirit, healed the boy and gave him back to his father.  And they were all amazed at the greatness of God.  (Luke 9:42-43a)

What a gift that father received that day.  He got back his son, his only son.  The boy was completely restored to him, never to be separated by the evil again.  I wonder if Jesus thought of His Father, who very soon would be separated from His Son, His only Son.  Hell itself would be unleashed on this Boy as He took on the sins of this cruel, dark world.  But this Father could not stop the pain, nor make the torture end.  Not because He was unable, no because He was unwilling.  For He knew that the pain could set the people free from the evil that was destroying them, making them convulse with sin.  In fact I think this message was close to Jesus heart for read what He said next:

While everyone was marveling at all that Jesus did, He said to His disciples, “Listen carefully to what I am about to tell you:  The Son of Man is going to be betrayed into the hands of men.”  (Luke 9:43b-44)

And so He was.  He was betrayed, crucified, left for dead, beyond hope.  Or so the disciples thought.  But just as one son was restored to his father, another Son was also restored to His heavenly Father as three days later He arose from the dead!  Praise God!  One day, the greatness of God will be shown as this physical prison finally releases us and we are able to enter a full face-to-face meeting with the Father we so dearly love!

Movin’ Martha

 Cooking is a foreign language to me.  I cannot interpret recipes.  There have been many times when I looked at the picture in the book and then looked at what came out of the oven and have wondered, “How could something possibly go that wrong?”  My sisters both could be gourmet chefs.  They love taking a recipe and adding their own special twist.  I am the one they ask to do the dishes.  They figure that is safer for everyone.  One time I made a casserole and you would have thought I had climbed Mt. Everest with they way everyone carried on.  Needless to say, I do not invite friends over.  We will go out to eat together.  It keeps us from having to go to the hospital with food poisoning.

Martha, on the other hand, was the hostess with the most-ess.  The food was extravagant, the plate settings were beautiful, the flowers were perfectly placed, name cards were on the table, and even the dog was well behaved.  All the other people in town wanted to have parties like Martha.  (Of course, unless you are like me.  I would not want to have a party like Martha; I would want to be invited to Martha’s party so I could eat all of her good cooking.  In fact, I am hungry right now.)

As Jesus and His disciples were on their way, He came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to Him.  She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what He said.  But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made.  She came to Him and asked, “Lord, don’t You care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself?  Tell her to help me!” “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed.  Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”  (Luke 10:38-42)

 Martha always gets a bad rap in this incident, but they forget her initial generosity.  She had willingly opened up her home for Jesus and any body He decided to bring with Him.

As Jesus and His disciples were on their way, He came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to Him.  (Luke 10:38)

 I never know how to picture this scene.  Were the disciples there?  Often you see flannel boards with a roomful of disciples sitting around the feet of Jesus with Mary in front.  Martha is standing in the background with some kitchen utensil in her hand.  She is scolding Jesus for not making Mary help.  But when you read the passage it says,

Martha opened her home to Him.  (Luke 10:38)

So, maybe it was just Martha, Mary, and Jesus in the home.  I cannot be for sure.  She was probably hoping that Jesus would not bring his rag-tag team of disciples with him.  Thomas would doubt she could cook well.  And Peter would be making embarrassing off the wall comments.  And she would have to watch Judas to make sure he didn’t steal anything.  But whether for a huge or small group, Martha was hard at work in the kitchen.  She is determined to create an amazing meal; after all, she invited the Guest into her home!

While Martha is scurrying about like a mouse caught in a maze that is able to smell cheese, Mary is lounging and listening.

She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what He said.  (Luke 10:39)

Whenever I picture Mary in my mind, she seems to have the innocence of a child.  A child would not pay attention to social customs of the day.  For in that time period, a woman would not be considered worthy to be taught.  Yet, Mary, so intent to learn, sits down at the feet of the Teacher to listen and learn.

Have you taken time to do that today?  Have you sat down at the feet of Jesus and soaked in His Word?  Do not miss Him.  In fact, if you have not had a Bible study, put down this book and go do it right now.  Each day make Him your priority.  He has so much He wants to share with you.  But you cannot hear His voice as you rush through the day.  Sit, listen, and learn in love.  Don’t miss Him because you are too busy.

But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made.  (Luke 10:40a)

 The preparations were necessary.  It was not as if Martha was doing something wrong.  She was doing something right.  The work had to be done.  But it was her attitude that could have been different.  For instead of enjoying her serving, she just keeps eyeing Mary and getting more and more irritated.  Her focus went from serving in order to free others to be taught, to wanting Mary to serve beside her whether she liked it or not.

She came to Him and asked, “Lord, don’t You care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself?  Tell her to help me!”  (Luke 10:40b)

If someone has a problem with me, I like him or her to come and talk to me.  I hate when people go behind my back and says something.  But the worst is when someone puts you down in front of you.  Just this week in staff meeting, a staff member made a comment that made me look terrible in front of two new staff people.  The funny thing was that his statement proved that he was the one with the problem.  But I just looked at him wondering, “Why is he trying to make me look bad?  And I wonder what everyone thinks of me now?”

If making Mary look bad in front of everyone was not bad enough, she also began accusing Jesus of having no feelings!

“Lord, don’t You care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself?”  (Luke 10:40a) 

 If that wasn’t enough, she then decides to boss the Lord around!

Tell her to help me!”  (Luke 10:40b)

Whoa Martha.  She is out of control.  She is not only mad at Mary, she is now irritated with Jesus.  She is making outlandish statements that could not possibly be true.  Then she begins to lord over the Lord.  How did she go from opening her home to the Lord to yelling at Him?  It is when she went from cooking to stewing.  At first her focus was on the food, but the more she looked at Mary, her focus was on whom was not helping her with the food.  She began to simmer, then brewing, and then boiling!  She was mad.

When we focus on others we can get so angry.  God is constantly reviewing this lesson with me.  I am a black and white kind of person.  Things are right or wrong and I believe people need to know my opinion on it.  When I see people doing things that I disagree with, I get so mad.  This is the worst when I have to work on a project with someone who is lazy and will not get the work done and I have to carry the slack.

I have a friend who is an obsessive cleaner.  She makes me laugh when she tells me about pulling out Q-tips to really clean the stove.   (I never have to concern myself with cleaning the stove.  Since I never cook, it means my oven is always clean.  There are benefits to eating out all the time.  Less cleaning.  I recommend it to everyone.)  Sometimes the fact that her husband does not volunteer to help clean upsets her.  Yet, when he tries, she will come in behind it so it is done “right”.   He loses either way.  But the funny thing is, she loves to clean.  Usually, it is done with joy.  (Yes, she is one of those sick kinds of people who like house chores.  Yuck!)  It is just that some days, she looks at what she is doing and what he is not and then she gets mad.    That is what Martha did.  Her focus was no longer on what she could do for the Lord but on what Mary was not doing for her.  I bet her mind started going off.  “Look at Mary just sitting there.  Doesn’t she realize I need help?  I am not her slave, you know.  She could get up and give me a hand.  She is trying to show off.  Surely, someone will say something to her, to tell her to come in the kitchen.  Maybe if I sigh really loud, they will realize how pitiful I am.  (SIGH!)  No one moved.  I know they heard me.  I will drop something.  (Pan crashes to floor.)  Well, they looked this way but Jesus keeps right on teaching.  I cannot believe that of all people Jesus is not sending Mary to me.   He teaches about service.  How does He expect for me to serve all alone.  Am I the only one who wants to do the right thing here?  That’s it.  I have had enough.”

She came to Him and asked, “Lord, don’t You care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself?  Tell her to help me! “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed.  (Luke 10:40b-42a)

Jesus had gone from teaching to whoever was at His feet, to teaching a woman who desperately needed to learn.  This was not a lesson about cooking, but one about living.  Martha was worried and upset about many things.  Not necessarily just about that one evening, but it seems to imply that she lives a lifestyle of worry.  Jesus, in His tenderness, uses this as a moment to confront the pervading sin in her life.  Worry was stealing her joy, her service, her ability to choose a better away.

My grandmother is a chronic worrier.  Before she leaves her house to go to the store, she has to check every room.  She ensures that the lights are all turned off.  She looks at every faucet to check if there is water running.  She looks through her purse to see if she has enough snack food.  My grandmother locks and then relocks doors to guarantee they are locked.  Then, every time we leave the house she always asks my grandfather, “Did you shut the garage door?”  He always answers, “No!” and then laughs.  By the time we leave their house, I am stressed!

I think Martha was like this.  She checked and double checked and worried and stressed.  She made those around her crazy!  No wonder Mary was “hiding” at the feet of Jesus!  So, the Lord confronted her sin.  And then He commended Mary.

“Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”  (Luke 10:42b)

 Can you imagine being complimented by the Lord?  I love it.  I bet Mary loved Him all the more after that, for He just proved Himself to be her Defender.  It is not easy to choose the better.  People do not understand.  They think you are a crazy fanatic.  “Why go to church all the time?  Why do you read your Bible and pray?  Why do you listen to Christian music?  Why…?”  But realize that Jesus is saying, “Well done.  You are doing what is right.  I will not let anyone else steal your joy.  I am your Defender.  I am all you need.”

For years, a friend of mine has been my Martha.  She could not understand why I did what I did.  She was against my job in the ministry, telling me I was wasting my life.  She would interrupt my prayer and Bible study times, calling them foolish.  Her response to my tithing to the church was, “You have got to be kidding.”  She was constantly trying to steal me away.  But now, my Martha is turning into a Mary.  She asks for us to do devotions together.  She watches sermons with me.  She even reminds me to pray before meals.  (I get so excited to eat real food when she is around that I devour it like a picture off of National Geographic when a lion eats an antelope!)  The Lord defended me by rebuking her in tender love.  And she has stepped out of the critical kitchen and is now sitting beside me at the feet of Jesus.

Where are you today?  Does worry consume you?  Are you critical of others?  Has life become about doing and not being?  The Lord is speaking to you today.

“Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. (Luke 10:41-42a)

Only one thing is needed.  And it is not getting the chores done.  Stop!  Sit at the feet of Jesus.  Listen and learn.  And then hear Him brag on you to others.  This is the best time.  Don’t miss it because you are determined to be busy.  Make time for it, for He is life!

Summer Reading: Lessons from Luke (part 7)

by Shannon Tillman | Jul 17, 2025 | Bible Study, Theology, Thoughts

Hopeful Hem

Sewing is not one of my talents.  I consider it a dangerous sport.  Somehow, whenever it is me versus the needle, the needle always wins.  I always walk away with blood dripping from my finger.  Sewing machines frighten me.  I know all it wants is my blood.  The machine wants me to sacrifice my finger to satisfy its appetite.  (OK, I went a little far with that.  Sorry.)

My mom and grandmother, on the other hand (one that is not bleeding-sorry bad pun) love to sew.  They can make anything.  I am always amazed how they will take an ugly brown pattern and use it to create a work of art.  I did not inherit their talent.  In fact, I actually dated a guy in 7^th grade, so he would sew a pair of shorts for me so I could pass home ec class.  (I was desperate O.K.!  Don’t follow my wicked example.  I just feared having to bleed more!)

So, what in the world does this have to do with Scripture?  I can relate to desperate people.  So can you.  I can relate to not being “good enough”.  So can you.  I can relate to being willing to do anything just to be able to be “normal”.  So can you.  I can relate to being in pain and wanting to just give up.  So can you.  We have stories.  Some are trite, like my sewing experiences.  Some are heart wrenching, like having friends die, or having family disown you, or watching your dreams shatter, or a million other things we have to face.  Have you come to the end of your hope?  Can I beg you to hold on?  I mean that literally.  For one went before us, she held on and found the hem of hope.

As Jesus was on His way, the crowds almost crushed Him.  And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years but no one could heal her.  She came up behind Him and touched the edge of His cloak, and immediately her bleeding stopped. “Who touched Me?”  Jesus asked. When they all denied it, Peter said, “Master, the people are crowding and pressing against You.” But Jesus said, “Someone touched Me; I know that power has gone out from Me.” Then the woman, seeing that she could not go unnoticed, came trembling and fell at His feet.  In the presence of all the people, she told why she had touched Him and how she had been instantly healed.  Then He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has healed you.  Go in peace.” (Luke 8:42b-48)

Don’t you see yourself in this Scripture?  I know that I do.  She is so timid in her faith.  She is not willing to go and directly ask for His help.  She doesn’t have the nerve to speak, to face Him.  Instead, she shrinks back.  Here she is in a crowd of people yet she feels utterly alone.

I bet she had felt that way for quite some time.  For you see, with the medical condition she had, she was considered ceremonially unclean.  If anyone came in contact with her, that person would also be considered ceremonially unclean.  Being unclean kept you from being able to enter the temple.  Needless to say, people stayed away from the “unclean”.  They did not want to be “infected”.  The religious leaders had strict regulations that were to keep those who were “unclean” away from other people.  It caused complete isolation.  You were excluded from your place of worship, the temple, the symbol of the seat of God.  Not only was God far away, so were other people for they were not allowed to be around you.  Can you imagine being shunned, being an outcast for 12 years?  That’s like repeating junior high four times.  What could be worse than that?  How would you be affected emotionally?  Would you be mad, depressed, confused?  Would your pain lead you to question God who seemed so far, so distant, so high above that you weren’t even allowed to go and worship Him?  What hope would you have when it seemed that God Himself had rejected you?

When I was in high school, I remember reading an article about a school shooting in a different city.  In recent news, we have heard this tragic story far too often.  But at that time, it was unheard of. This young teenager had opened fire at his school and then killed himself.  In the aftermath of this terrible event, a note written by the gunman was found.  He said how tired he was of being an outcast, of having others always make fun of him.  They called him names, and they poked fun at his grades and at his weight problem.  In the middle of the article was a picture of this young kid.  He looked so normal.

I remember the next day.  I went to school a different person.  I looked at faces.  I wondered how many kids at my school felt like an outcast in a crowd, how many of them were tired of being shunned.  I wondered how many I had excluded instead of loving them.  In my “good girl” religiosity, was I too unapproachable?  Instead of reaching out with a helping hand, did I just look down at others and then walk away? Was I too busy talking about how “bad” they were or I should I say “unclean” instead of seeing them as a child of God?  Was I too religious to love?  How many were right beside me and yet they felt all alone?

They could relate to this woman.  You see, she was surrounded by a huge group of religious people and yet she was all by herself.  No one reached out to her in love.  For twelve years she had suffered.  Finally, in one desperate attempt, she stretched out to touch the hem of a garment, hoping for the physical and emotional healing she so desperately desired.

She came up behind Him and touched the edge of His cloak, and immediately her bleeding stopped.  (Luke 8:44)

Immediately-what an exciting word!  She knew she had been healed.  Imagine suffering for so terribly long and then in one instant, the pain is completely gone!  The joy she must have felt.  Can’t you just see her big smile, her wide eyes?  She must have wanted to dance, to celebrate.

But the happy moment was short-lived.  Suddenly, events took an unexpected turn.

“Who touched Me?,” Jesus asked.  (Luke 8:45a)

Just imagine the terror she was feeling.  Remember, she was ceremonially unclean; she was not allowed to be in the crowd.  She had been caught.  Yes, she was healed but by Levitical law she had to wait seven days before she could be considered ceremonially clean.  Now, all of those people in the crowd who may have touched her would be considered unclean; they would have to bathe and they would be considered unclean for the rest of the day.  This is a big deal.  This is not like after a camping trip when you need to shower to feel better.  Nobody would be allowed into the temple.  This is a huge spiritual issue. And here she is in the middle of a large crowd.  People would not like the thought of someone making them unclean.  Who knows what they were capable of if they got angry?  Right in the middle of this mess is Jesus.  He was asking for her to reveal her identity.  Now, I don’t know about you but if this were me, I’d be sneaking back into the crowd.  I’d be like, “Hey, I’m healed, I’m gone.”

But in the middle of this tense scene, is comedy relief.  People are funny.  I’m so glad the Bible captures how human we all are.

“Who touched Me?”  Jesus asked. When they all denied it, Peter said, “Master, the people are crowding and pressing against you.”  (Luke 8:45)

Everyone IN THE CROWD is saying “not me.  I didn’t touch You.”  They are in a crowd.  Who knows who touched whom?  I can just see them pointing at others, blaming them.  Then right after everyone has denied it, Peter is the only one honest enough to say, “Uh, everyone could have touched You,” as if Jesus doesn’t know what He is talking about.  Good ol’ Peter.  So to clarify to Peter as well as to the rest of the crowd, Jesus further explains what has happened.

But Jesus said, “Someone touched Me; I know that power has gone out from Me.”  (Luke 8:46)

I hope this verse is as much of a comfort to you as it is to me.  Think about the fact that the actual power inside of Jesus flowed to this woman.  Some of you are thinking, “that sounds like a weird sci-fi thing.”  Before you shut me out, take time to consider just how awesome this is.  The power of Jesus flows into us to meet our deepest need.  That is such a consoling thought to me when I am hurting.  For I know there have been times that no one besides Jesus could do anything to help me.  She knows how I feel.  Maybe you do, too.  No one could heal her.  No one.  She had sought help.  She had gone to the experts.  She had listened to their advice and followed it.  Yet, nothing changed.  Her condition stayed the same.  Each resource was drained.  There was nothing else they could do.

My grandfather had a major problem with his hip.  For the longest time, the doctors could not figure out what was causing his pain.  They changed their diagnosis and treatment a hundred times yet nothing helped.  They even put him in physical therapy for a while until to the pain in his hip became even worse and he started having intense back problems.  What did the medical experts say?  “Well, maybe we should stop the physical therapy.”  You think?

All of us have experienced pain, whether physical or emotional, and we have heard the opinions of others.  But that didn’t solve it.  We stayed in the same predicament.  Nothing changed.  But there is hope.  We have access to the actual power of Jesus.  The power that created the universe can come into our lives and heal us, help us, transform us.  That is amazing!

The woman had received His power, had received healing, but now she had to take a further step.  She had been asked to reveal her identity.  Once again, I want to remind you that I would have been about half way home.  Well, in theory.  Actually, I would have been stuck just like she was for she was in a large crowd.  All of the people were looking around to find out who had touched Jesus.

Then the woman, seeing that she could not go unnoticed, came trembling and fell at His feet.  In the presence of all the people, she told why she had touched Him and how she had been instantly healed.  (Luke 8:47)

Doesn’t that break your heart?  This poor woman was trembling, afraid.  She had just received healing and instead of feeling she could proclaim this with joy, she was afraid of what the crowd’s reaction would be.

Do you know how many people feel this way in the church?  We are afraid to tell others what God has done in our live because then they will know what God truly has freed us from.  We like to hide it because we don’t want to be judged.

Dennis Jernigan is a well-known Christian praise and worship leader.  He openly admits to his homosexual activity in the past and how God freed him from this stronghold in his life.  Now, Dennis is married and has a number of children.  I remember I was listening to one of his CDs for the first time.  He had his testimony in the middle of it.  My eyes grew big and I thought, “he really shouldn’t put that on his CD for it may make some uncomfortable and turn them away and they would miss out on his wonderful music.”  God quickly rebuked me for this man was willing to testify what God had done for him, how he had been healed, freed.  He was glorifying God and openly proclaiming that Truth could set others free.  Dennis refused to hide behind a superficial religiosity.  No, he wanted to proclaim the power of God.

Isn’t that what the church is supposed to be doing?  We should want to tell the world that we have been saved from our sins.  To do that, we need to be honest that we are sinners!  We have found the source of healing but in order to share it with others, we must admit that we, too, at one time were sick.  So, let down the pride.

Can you imagine if you went to a 12-step program for help and found out that nobody there would admit to a problem?  Instead they say they are there for the coffee.  We would say that they are in serious denial.  But yet as a church we do the same thing.  We act as if we are perfect and that there is no sin problem in our sanctuary.  We have got to let down our guard and start proclaiming the truth that Christ has come to save sinners and I am the worst of them!  Amen!  OK, I’m off my soapbox now.

Then the woman, seeing that she could not go unnoticed, came trembling and fell at His feet.  In the presence of all the people, she told why she had touched Him and how she had been instantly healed.  Then He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has healed you.  Go in peace.”  (Luke8:47-48)

This statement of Christ is so beautiful.  For Jesus, in His tender, mercy knew that she needed more than just physical healing.  His words bring the emotional and spiritual healing this woman so desperately needed.

He calls her “Daughter”.  How long had it been since she had heard such a sweet term of endearment?  Did you know that this is the only time this word is recorded as being used by Jesus?  How special, just for her, just for the woman who had been considered unclean for twelve years.  She was not only physically healed, not only would she be ceremonially clean in seven days and able to rejoin society, she was now a true daughter of the living God.  Man may have rejected her, but she was always close to God’s heart.  She was not forgotten or rejected by Him.  What a tender reminder of God’s love for us no matter the world’s opinion of who we are.  Jesus wanted to let this woman know that she truly belongs to the family of God that right can never be taken from her, for she is the daughter of the King.

Then, after such a tender address, Jesus commends her in front of the crowd.  He said, “Your faith has healed you.”  Jesus brags on her in front of all the people.  He did not say, “I healed you” which would be the truth.  Instead, he allowed her the victory for she had suffered defeat for so long.

Isn’t this just typical of a parent?  They give credit to the child.  Maybe it’s making cookies.  The child, in the attempt to help, makes a huge mess.  The parent actually makes the cookies.  But who gets the credit?  The parent tells everyone, “My child made these cookies.”  Everyone “oohs” and “aahs”, usually knowing that the parent was more involved than what they are taking credit for.  But the child doesn’t realize this.  The child stands so proud, so excited, relishing in a job well done.

Here, the Heavenly Father, her Parent, gave credit to His precious daughter, “your faith has healed you.”  How tender and kind He is to us.  For anyone who has made a huge mess with your life, will you just look to God?  He is not yelling or condemning.  He just is looking at you with love and is speaking to his angels about how proud He is of you just because you are His.  That’s a Father.

His beautiful speech does not end there.  After tenderly addressing her and then bragging on her, Jesus says, “Go in peace.”

Isn’t that music to your ears?  We can go in peace for Christ ordained it.  Her trials did not end for she was still in this evil, fallen world.  But this time, no matter what she faced, she could go with the peace of Jesus Himself, for He told her that she could.

This woman’s illness brought her years of torment but in an instant, through the touch of Christ, her life changed.  Forever changed.  She had to sneak into the crowd, but she departed with her head held high with a path cleared for her when Jesus said, “Go in peace.”  She came in believing that she was only worthy to possibly touch the hem of His garment, she left with a face to face meeting with the Living God.  She came feeling worthless; she heard the Almighty God brag about her.  She came feeling alone, she left as a Daughter.  She came ill, she left well.  She came broken, she left whole.

One encounter with Christ can radically change any life.  I do not know where you are.  Some of you may need to take the initial step of faith and grab onto Jesus.  Others of you may be struggling and you long to hear your Savior’s voice.  Some of you may be walking in peace but not sharing the way with others.  It is time for all of us to feel His power.

May I touch the hem of Your garment

I know I’ll never be the same

For Your power heals

The sick, the blind, the lame

May I touch the hem of Your garment

To feel Your holy power

My life will be instantly changed

From this very hour

I must let go of the world

For only then will my hands be free

To touch the hem of the robe

Of His Royal Majesty

Dear Daughter

Have you ever been too late?  You waited so long to fix a problem that by the time you sought help, everything was out of control.  I know I am the worst about asking for help.  I like to do things in my way and in my time.  I hate when people give me advice, esp. when I have not asked for it.  Ironically enough, a mother who loves to give advice raised me.  The weeping and gnashing of teeth began early in my life.  The worst was when she was right.

I remember one time when I was little and I decided to make a sand castle on the beach.  My mom gave me some pointers as she helped me make it.  Well, of course, even at the tender age of six, I had decided to make the castle my way.  Needless to say, her side looked much better than my side.  So, I, um, kicked her castle so it collapsed into a sand pile.  I felt much better.  Discipline did not even faze me.  I enjoyed seeing her castle of dreams in the dust.  In fact, I’m kind of enjoying writing about it.  Sorry, mom!

But there have been other castles of dreams that have shattered in my life when I did not heed warnings:  poor health, broken relationships, financial trouble, and so much regret.  Maybe you can relate.  Have you had a broken, smashed dream? Maybe it wasn’t for you.  Maybe it was for your child.  You had imagined them being president and now you just hope they make it through another day.

Mark Schultz wrote a song called, “He’s My Son”.  It is based on a father in the church where Mark is the youth minister.  The father told Mark how he would plead to God about his son who was diagnosed with cancer when only a young teenager.  Is there anyone who can relate to these lyrics?

I’m down on my knees again tonight

I’m hoping this prayer will turn out right

See there is a boy that needs your help

I’ve done all that I can do myself

His mother is tired

I’m sure you can understand

Each night as he sleeps

She goes in to hold his hand

And she tries not to cry

As the tears fill her eyes

Can You hear me?

Am I getting through tonight?

Can You see him?

Can you make him feel all right?

If You can hear me

Let me take his place somehow

See, he’s not just anyone

He’s my son

Sometimes late at night I watch him sleep

I dream of the boy He’d like to be

I try to be strong and see him through

But God who he needs right now is You

Let him grow old

Live life without this fear

What would I be

Living without him here

He’s so tired and he’s scared

Let him know that You’re there

Can You hear me?

Am I getting through tonight?

Can You see him?

Can you make him feel all right?

If You can hear me

Let me take his place somehow

See, he’s not just anyone

He’s my son

Can You hear me?

Can’t You see him?

Please don’t leave him

He’s my son

There is one in the Bible whose heart could cry this song.  But his pain would not be for a son but for a daughter, his twelve-year-old little girl.

Now when Jesus returned, a crowd welcomed Him, for they were all expecting Him.  Then a man named Jairus, a ruler of the synagogue, came and fell at Jesus’ feet, pleading with Him to come to his house because his only daughter, a girl of about twelve, was dying… While Jesus was speaking, someone came from the house of Jairus, the synagogue ruler.  “Your daughter is dead,” he said.  “Don’t bother the teacher any more.” Hearing this, Jesus said to Jairus, “Don’t be afraid; just believe, and she will be healed.” When he arrived at the house of Jairus, he did not let anyone go in with Him except Peter, John, and James, and the child’s father and mother.  Meanwhile, all the people were wailing and mourning for her.  “Stop wailing,” Jesus said.  “She is not dead but asleep.” They laughed at Him, knowing that she was dead.  But He took her by the hand and said, “My child, get up!”  Her spirit returned, and at once she stood up.  Then Jesus told them to give her something to eat.  Her parents were astonished, but He ordered them not to tell anyone what had happened.”  (Luke 8:40-42, 49-56)

I love this first sentence.  The crowd welcomed Him.  They were excited to see Him.  They were waiting, expecting Him.  They looked forward to being around Him.  They wanted to hear His words.  So, they pressed in against Him.  It was a welcome back party!  What a picture of how the church should be!  We should be getting together, getting ready, looking forward to celebrating the return of Jesus!

It is here at this exciting moment, that a man comes and dampers the mood.  He didn’t mean to extinguish the fun; he just had a need and had to come straight to Jesus.

Jairus, a ruler of the synagogue, came and fell at Jesus’ feet, pleading with Him to come to his house because his only daughter, a girl of about twelve, was dying.  (Luke 8:41-42)

Look at who Jairus is, a ruler of the synagogue.  He was one of the groups who opposed Jesus.  How many words had he spoken or heard against Jesus?  How many of his friends were angered by Jesus?  How many did he know that were humiliated by Jesus’ wisdom and they desired to get revenge?  How many times had he heard of disapproval of Jesus, even questioning whether His healing power was from-heaven or hell?  Did Jairus agree with them?  Did he nod his head in approval?  Maybe.  But that was before his daughter was on the verge of death.

It seems that she may have been sick for at least a little while, but it had taken a turn for the worse.  They realized that she did not have much time left.  I wonder if Jairus had to debate his very self about seeking the help of the One whom his peers disliked?  How desperate had the situation become before he finally ran to his last hope?  He came to Jesus, fell at His feet, and begged for Him to come to his daughter.  This is a cry of a man who no longer cared about what his group of friends thought.

Let’s stop here and go back in time.  Go with me before the world was even formed.  God was planning His creation.  He is smiling as He thinks of Jairus.  He loved him before he was born.  God wanted to make sure that Jairus became one of His children.  So in His sovereignty, God gave Jairus a sick child, one who would be on the verge of death at the tender age of twelve.  For the Lord knew that this would be the only reason Jairus would come to the feet of Jesus.  What an amazing God we have.  He greatly desires our salvation.   He will go to any length to save us.  Isn’t that apparent?  For Jairus was at the feet of the Creator who had come down to His created.  Here He was to minister to the man Jairus who He knew about before time began.  (Is that mind-boggling or what?)

And so Jesus went with Him.  It was on his journey to the house of Jairus that the woman touched the hem of Jesus garment.  While Jesus was still speaking to her and commending her faith, a message came to Jairus.

While Jesus was still speaking, someone came from the house of Jairus, the synagogue ruler.  “Your daughter is dead,” he said.  “Don’t bother the teacher any more.”  (Luke 8:49)

 Can you imagine the thoughts of Jairus?  “Why didn’t I come to Jesus sooner?  It is my fault.  Oh, my precious daughter, the joy of my life.”  As his grief overwhelmed him, he heard a voice.

Hearing this, Jesus said to Jairus, “Don’t be afraid; just believe, and she will be healed.”  (Luke 8:50)

Focus on these two words, “Hearing this”.  Jesus heard the news.  He was not too busy with the crowd, or the woman who had been healed, or anything else to not be immediately available for Jairus.  “Hearing this…” Jairus did not even have to tell Him about it.  Jairus did not have to receive the bad news alone.

What bad news have you received?  Did you feel alone?  Did you think no one cared?  Do you believe that no one would stand beside you during the difficult times?  Did you think your problems were ignored?  Let me encourage you today.  Jesus heard the news with you.  He is standing right with you.  Nothing else is more important to Him then being there for you, supporting you, carrying you through these hard times.  You are not alone.

Jairus had Someone standing beside him.  In a time of shock and confusion, he heard the words, “Don’t be afraid, and just believe.”  Do not fear.  Look at me.  Don’t give into your emotions.  Focus on Me.  I can do more than you can imagine.  “She will be healed.”  Yes, you have heard it’s the end, there is no hope.  You can choose to listen to the world or to Me.  The world says, “let go, and give up, too bad.”  I’m telling you that a miracle is on the horizon.  Don’t give up.  I’ll continue to walk beside you.  Then, Jairus, you will see how I have decided to see this situation end.

And Jairus decided to listen to Jesus.  They continued to the house.

When He arrived at the house of Jairus, He did not let anyone go in with Him except Peter, John, and James, and the child’s father and mother.  Meanwhile, all the people were wailing and mourning for her.  “Stop wailing,” Jesus said.  “She is not dead but asleep.”  They laughed at Him, knowing that she was dead.  (Luke 8:51-52)

They laughed at Him.  Of course, we realize the foolishness of this.  We say that we would never laugh at Jesus.  For we know that He can raise the dead, heal the sick, move the stars.  He is all-powerful!

But can I suggest to you that we laugh often even if it is done quietly.  Has God asked us to do something and we say, “Lord, I could never do that.”  And then we give Him numerous excuses as to why.  Or maybe God has commanded your church to go in a new direction, possibly not in the style of your tradition, or how “we’ve always done it.”  We claim that it’s impossible.  (By the way, some of our churches are truly dead and we need to be raised to life!)  I have heard that many years ago, a staff person at the church that I serve at was “let go” (that is a nice way a church fires people) because he was too “radical”.  This same man is now serving at one of the largest churches in the nation and reaching thousands of people through his ministry.  Obviously, the church was not comfortable reaching out to anyone beside themselves.  God asked them to extend a hand of love to the community and they laughed (quietly, of course) and said that we needed to focus on feeding “our own” people.  We are like the wailing crowd that laughed at Jesus.  Yes, we cry over the spiritually dead, but we are not willing to place hope in the One who could save them.  It’s much easier to laugh.

Jesus was not swayed by their mockery.  Instead, He took with Him those who could witness His power.

But He took her by the hand and said, “My child, get up!”  Her spirit returned, and at once she stood up.  (Luke 8:54-55a)

Whose child was it?  Jairus’.  Yes.  His wife’s.  Yes.  But Who else?  Jesus calls her “My child”.  He cared about her and loved her with a Father’s love.

Do you have a child who is hurting?  Remember Jesus loves your child, too.  Do you have a child who has strayed away?  Remember Jesus hurts for your child, too.  His heart aches, rejoices, beams with pride just like yours.

Single parents-can I give you a special word?  Jesus is right there with you.  Never feel like you have to raise your child alone.  Jesus is standing by you, look at your beloved young one, while both of you say, “My child.”  He cares about their hopes, their wants, their needs.

Then Jesus told them to give her something to eat.  Her parents were astonished, but He ordered them not to tell anyone what had happened.  (Luke 55b-56)

The parents were in shock.  So, Jesus lovingly took over the situation and asked them to give their little girl something to eat.  Feed her.  Break bread with her.  Fellowship with her.  Just enjoy her.  By the way, keep this between us.  It will be our divine secret.  Others will know about it later.  It will be recorded for eternity.  They will know about your walk Jairus.  You left your house a ruler of the synagogue, an enemy of Mine.  But you have returned a child of the Savior, a child of Mine.

Summer Reading: Lessons from Luke (part 6)

by Shannon Tillman | Jul 10, 2025 | Bible Study, Theology, Thoughts

Broken Bottles

Breaking things seems to come naturally to me.  Not that it is done on purpose, of course.  I think I am one of the few people in the history of the world who has broken a marble statue while dusting.  I still remember the figurine.  It was one of my mother’s most cherished possessions.  It had been in the family for many years.  It was an oriental man carved out of green marble, which stood majestically about twelve inches tall.  She always placed him in a prominent place of honor, easily noticed by guests who marveled at his beauty.  However, that was soon destroyed by a junior high, Pledge carrying, dust frenzy, gal.

It started out innocently enough.  I was just doing my weekly chores.  Somehow while cleaning one of the tables, the rag that I was using caught on the Oriental man’s hat and crashed him down on the table.  (So you see, it really wasn’t my fault.  It was my mom’s fault for giving me an old rag to use for dusting that had holes in it that could easily catch a marble hat.  Really, it could have happened to anybody.)  As I lifted the rag off the lifeless figure to assess the damage, I was mortified.  It was horrific!  The Oriental man was, well, beheaded!  I was convinced the same would happen to me as soon as my mother came home.

I put the head back on the man and just sat and looked at it.  What was I to do?  Finally, I had a brilliant idea.  As soon as my mom walked in the door, I asked her, “Do you truly believe the verse that says to not store up treasures on earth but in heaven?”  Surely, the spiritual tactic would work.  My mom would thank me for giving her this opportunity to grow in the Word.  My hope quickly faded when she asked, “What did you break?”  She knew me too well.  I still feel guilty all these years later when I see that marble man still sitting on the table, shakily repaired, with a huge slit in his throat!

Due to my habit of breaking things, I am drawn to the story of the woman who broke her jar of alabaster perfume on the feet of Jesus.  (Or maybe it is due to the fact that Jesus’ responded so much better than my mom.)  This story touches my heart every time I read it.  I identify with two of the main characters.  One of them radiates the beauty of her love for the Savior.  The other refuses to respond to the Savior.  I seem to waver back and forth, acting like one of the two.  The one is nameless, we only know her as the “woman”.  The other is named Simon.  In fact, it is at his house where the story is set. Let’s begin in Luke 7:36.

Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so he went to the Pharisee’s house and reclined at the table.  When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee’s house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, and as she stood behind Him at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with her tears.  Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them. When the Pharisee who had invited Him saw this, he said to himself, “If this man were a prophet, He would know who is touching Him and what kind of woman she is-that she is a sinner.” Jesus answered him, “Simon, I have something to tell you.” “Tell me, teacher,” he said. “Two men owed money to a certain money lender.  One owed him five hundred denarii, and the other fifty.  Neither of them had the money to pay him back, so he canceled the debts of both.  Now which of them will love him more?” Simon replied, “I suppose the one who had the bigger debt canceled.” “You have judged correctly,” Jesus said. Then He turned toward the woman and said to Simon, “Do you see this woman?  I came into your house.  You did not give me any water for My feet, but she wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair.  You did not give Me a kiss, but this woman, from the time I entered, has not stopped kissing my feet.  You did not put oil on My head, but she has poured perfume on my feet.  Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven-for she loved much.  But he who has been forgiven little loves little.” Then Jesus said to her, “Your sins are forgiven.” The other guests began to say among themselves, “Who is this who even forgives sins?” Jesus said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace”  (Luke 7:36-50)

Before you continue reading, stop and pray.  God may have already spoken to you through His Word.  Listen to His Spirit.  Worship Him.  I know I had to before I could continue writing.

Will you journey with me into the heart of God?  Can you hear His love?  It is beating for you.  A woman heard the same sound long ago.  It captivated her so much that she risked everything to be in His Presence again.

Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so He went to the Pharisee’s house and reclined at the table.  When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee’s house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume…  (Luke 7:36-37)

How did the woman know that Jesus would be eating at Simon’s house?  Did the Pharisee willingly share his guest list with others in the town so that the gossip would travel?  Maybe he wanted to brag about the big names that would be coming over to dinner.  “Hey, have you ever heard of that prophet named Jesus?  Well, guess what, He’s coming over to join the guys and I for dinner.”  How often do we “drop” names so others will realize how important we think we are?  You just have to mention that you know the “big guy on campus”.  Or maybe you need to let your co-worker know that you played golf with the boss.  You never seem to mind mentioning that you know the mayor, the governor, or the guy who ate the most donuts for the Guinness book of world records.  It just proves that we put people on a hierarchy.  Some are “in” and some are definitely “out”.  But Jesus never sees people that way.  His heart loves us all, the good, the bad, and the ugly.

These verses, right at the beginning, show the marked difference between the Pharisee and the woman.  The Pharisee wanted Jesus to come to him.  He was in control.  It was his house, his invited guest, his meal, his timing.  He would make the decision of whether Jesus would be invited back or not.  He would let Jesus know if He was “in” or “out” of his life.  He was not going to make any type of sacrifice.  He was only willing to stay in his comfort zone, in his familiar surroundings, with his friends.  It was just an opportunity to inflate himself to other people, to be able to say, “Yes, Jesus came to my house.”

What a contrast to the woman!  She was willing to travel, to go out of her way to come to where Jesus was.  She did not mind the walk, no matter the length.  She just wanted to be near Him.  It did not matter the cost.  She risked public humiliation and even possible rejection by Jesus Himself.  The emotional sacrifice was only one part; she also brought an expensive jar of perfume.  A lifetime of savings would be gone.  She did not mind.  Stepping out of her comfort zone, she humbles herself, giving complete control to the One who already controlled the stars of heaven.

…and as she stood behind at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with her tears.  Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them.  (Luke 7:38)

We have heard this story so often that we skip over the experience.  Focus on your own feet.  Let’s all be honest, that part of the body is just nasty.  First of all, feet are not attractive.  And boy, can they smell sometimes.  (Emphasis on “boy”.  Why do high school boys have the worst smelling feet in the universe?)  Imagine if those smelly feet had dirt all over them.  Some of you right now are thinking about that one person in your life that you always hope will not get so comfortable in your home that he or she, but most like he, takes off his shoes.  Come on, you all know someone.  Or you may be the one that someone else pictures.  Anyway, do you want to get near someone’s smelly feet?  But this woman, not only came near but she also kissed them, cried over them, poured perfume over them, and dried them with her hair.  Some of us would be crying more because of the smell or of the wasted perfume or of having messed up hair!

This woman, with her beautiful heart, cared about nothing else but to show her love to the Savior.  She humbled herself and took on the lowest job that a servant could do.  Washing the feet was considered to be the job for the bottom slave on the totem pole.  But what others rejected, she considered an honor to do for Jesus.  She did not even feel worthy enough to look at His face or to anoint His head with oil.

Anointing with oil is common in the Bible.  We have numerous examples.  For one, we know that Samuel the prophet anointed David with oil to proclaim that he would be the next king of Israel.  Samuel did not anoint David’s feet.  Why?  Because as God’s prophet, Samuel, too, was called by God.  It was one God-called position anointing another person set apart by God.  But the woman is proclaiming another message.  She is saying, “I have no right to proclaim You for Who You are.  I am here to proclaim what I was, what I am, and to thank You for loving me anyway and for seeing me as I will be.”

What a beautiful act of worship.  She saw herself for who she is-a sinner, low, dirty, an outcast.   However, she also saw God for Who He is-Savior, Redeemer, Forgiving Love.  Because she had a right perception of herself and a right perception of her Lord, she could let go of her shame and grab onto the feet of Jesus.

By the way, one day we will get to do the same.  Although, we will not be using precious perfume, we will be casting our crowns at His feet.

While this beautiful scene, an amazing act of worship, is taking place, there is another in the room who is missing the significance.  His opinions are recorded in verse 39.

When the Pharisee who had invited Him saw this, he said to himself, “If this man were a prophet, He would know who is touching Him and what kind of woman she is-that she is a sinner.”

The Pharisee’s heart is in sharp contrast to the woman’s.  Seeing such a powerful sight, he responds with judgment and criticism.  It is directed not only to the woman but to Jesus as well.  When we judge others we are judging the one Who created them.  We must leave judgment to God alone.  Remember, too, when the world judges us and rejects us, that we are not alone.  They are judging Him as well.  So, we are in great company!

Simon’s criticism is obvious in one word “If”.  He thought, “if this man was a prophet, He would know…” the Lord Himself is reclining at the table and the Pharisee is questioning His ability to know.  The All-Knowing God is being condemned as not knowing anything.  Simon could be sitting at the feet of all Knowledge and Wisdom instead he sits at the head of the table, condemning Him.  This Pharisee believes he knows more than the Lord.  It seems ridiculous but how often do we do the same thing?  We judge the situation from our limited viewpoint, not asking God what He thinks about the situation.

God’s viewpoint was extremely different.  He refused to look at the Pharisee.  His eyes were on the woman kneeling at His feet.

God brought this point home to me in a vivid fashion.  One night I had a dream.  In the dream, I was standing on a street corner with a group of friends.  We were all laughing and carrying on when we looked up and saw a young girl crossing the street.  She was pregnant, unwed, and miserable.  Instead of talking to her even though she was someone we knew, we pointed and laughed at her instead.  I suddenly woke up from the dream.  I was so confused about it because it had been so detailed, as if it really had happened.  I thought about it for a while but eventually I fell back to sleep.  (When I said I thought about it for a while, don’t get the idea that I was up for hours.  It was probably three minutes.  I like my sleep. I rarely wake up in the night, which was the weirdest part.  Did I mention that I like my sleep?)  I had another dream.  In my next dream, I was the pregnant girl.  I went through the same situation of crossing the street but I was the one getting laughed at.  It was so painful, humiliating, embarrassing for I knew my “friends” were mocking me.  I felt alone.  My dream continued, taking me through the day.  It processed my feelings of being hurt, confused, lonely, and yet determined to do what was right despite my mistake.  I woke up again.  (Like I said, this is so weird for me.)  God immediately dealt with my heart.  He told me to never judge people.  I don’t know their situation, what they have gone through, who they truly are.  He alone knows that.  I am only called to love.  All of us are the girls who made mistakes in the past.  Yet, God forgives each one of us, no matter what we have done.

Jesus, not only knowing what this woman had done and also knowing the heart of the Pharisee, began to speak.  He doesn’t address the woman; He speaks to Simon.  Realize, people, that this is amazing because the Pharisee hadn’t spoken out loud.  Remember, it said that Simon had spoken to himself.  Imagine his surprise when Jesus answered his thoughts.  Why do we try to cover up our hearts? We justify our thoughts because we didn’t say them out loud.  That doesn’t matter.  God knows our hearts.  He is willing to cut right through it to expose the evil.  Jesus knew the heart in question was not the woman’s but the Pharisee’s.

Jesus answered him, “Simon, I have something to tell you.” “Tell me teacher,” he said.

Before we go on, let me point our something icky.  (Yes, the word “icky” can be used in a book.)  Simon says, “Tell me teacher.”  Can’t you just hear the arrogance?  Simon thought he got away with his critical thoughts about Jesus.  How could anyone know?  He didn’t say them out loud.  He even mockingly, hypocritically called Him “teacher” after just thinking that Jesus must not know much.  Do you ever do that?  Do you ever put someone down in your mind and then smile to their face?  That’s called hypocrisy.  Don’t try to justify it because you didn’t say it out loud.  Sin in the heart is still sin.  Jesus didn’t allow Simon any excuses, and He doesn’t give us one either.

The good man brings good things out of the good stored in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart.  For out of the overflow of his heart, his mouth speaks.  (Luke 6:45).

That is why Jesus didn’t play into the game that Simon thought he was winning.  Jesus addressed the heart of the issue by telling Simon a story.

“Two men owed money to a certain moneylender.  One owed him 500 denarii, and the other 50.  Neither of them had the money to pay him back, so he canceled the debts of both.  Now which of them will love him more?” Simon replied, “I suppose the one who had the bigger debt canceled.” “You have judged correctly,” Jesus said.  (Luke 7:41-43)

By the way, always remember, both men needed their debts cancelled.  Before comparing your sins to others and thinking you are not so bad, remember that both of you needed your debts cancelled.  And your sins and my sins hung Jesus on the cross just as much as someone else.  Remember our “righteousness” is like filthy rags.  We all needed to be cleansed.  This can only happen by asking Christ into our lives.  Then, we are pronounced innocent.  Even then, we cannot forget how far Christ has brought us.  We still cannot condemn the sinner for we ourselves were once like them.

Dawson McAlister, a well-known youth speaker, really brought this truth home to me.  When I was in junior high, I attended one of his weekend conferences.  One afternoon he told us that Ted Bundy, the infamous serial killer, had been executed for his terrible crimes.  Everyone began cheering.  Then he said, “Ted Bundy reportedly accepted Christ before he died, which means that he will be standing beside us in heaven worshipping God.  He is just as much forgiven as you and I.”  I have never forgotten that.  Amazingly enough, forgiveness is extended to all, even to me.  So how can I judge others? I must leave that to God.

Simon needed an illustration to get this point.  (I guess he never attended a Dawson McAlister conference.)  Jesus presented him a question.  Simon gave an answer.  Jesus told him that he had judged correctly in his answer.  By the way, that was the only time that night when Simon had judged correctly.

Simon replied, “I suppose the one who had the bigger debt canceled.” “You have judged correctly,” Jesus said.

His judgment of the woman earlier had been wrong.  Jesus used the story to open up Simon’s eyes to the truth.  Then, Jesus explained what was lacking in Simon’s hears.

Then He turned toward the woman and said to Simon, “Do you see this woman?”

“Do you see this woman?”  Jesus knew that Simon did not truly see the woman.  Yes, physically his eyes worked; however, his heart could not truly see others.  He saw their mistakes, their sins, but not the person.  Jesus was saying, look at her.  Don’t look at what she has done in the past.  Don’t look at what she is wearing.  Don’t look at the way she carries herself.  Don’t look at the label you have put on her.  Look into her eyes, her heart.  See her as someone I created, that I planned to be born, whom I fashioned in the womb, who I loved before time began, who I will show my love by enduring the cross, who will one day be with Me in paradise.  Do you see her?  Do you see the one I love?

Is Jesus asking us that today?  Do we truly see others?  Or do we see the man with AIDS, the woman who had an abortion, the teenage boy addicted to drugs, the prostitute, the adulterer, the murderer, the liar, the cheater, the hypocrite, the gossip?  God is saying to us today, stop judging, stop acting as if your debt wasn’t paid, and truly look at them.  I made them.  I love them.  Do you see them?  We need to stop hiding our eyes.  People are hurting, are dying all around us.  We, like Simon, are judging them, not wanting them to get near us, to touch us.  We would rather put them down then try to help them up.  Yet the King of the Universe lets them touch His feet.  He reaches a hand to them.  He loves them.

Then He turned toward the woman and said to Simon, “Do you see this woman?  I came into your house.  You did not give me any water for my feet, but she wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair.  You did not give me a kiss, but this woman, from the time I entered has not stopped kissing my feet.  You did not put oil on my head, but she has poured perfume on my feet.  Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven-for she loved much.  But he who has been forgiven little loves little.”  (Luke 7:44-47)

What a comparison.  I must ask myself, who am I more like?  Do I want Jesus to come to me, and then not ask me to do anything for Him just save me from hell?  Or am I willing to sacrifice my pride to do menial tasks such as washing His feet, cleaning the sanctuary, taking out the trash, working hard with no recognition, cutting grass, sewing clothes, or a list of other things.  Or am I willing to take time for Jesus, to kiss Him through worship, Bible study, prayer, service, evangelism?  Or am I willing to pour out myself, to be an empty vessel, to give all of my resources, my time, my energy to Him?  Oh, what a reward is in store for us when we live for Him!

“Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven-for she loved much.  But he who has been forgiven little loves little.”  (Luke 7:47)

Not only can we be forgiven for everything, but also we can be filled with abundant love.  Who would like to love others more?  Raise your hand!  (Some of you actually raised your hand, didn’t you?)  We all would like to love others more.  But to have this we must be willing to be forgiven.  We must be vulnerable, hold nothing back, come to His feet, kneel before Him with humility, allow His forgiveness to be poured out on us, realize that He forgives because He loves us so much, and THEN in turn our only response is to love Him and others.

That is what the woman did.  Her love response was so beautiful that Jesus spoke the tenderest words to her.

Then Jesus said to her, “Your sins are forgiven.”

Who of you feel ashamed?  Who of you still regret your past?  Maybe your past mistake was only a few hours a go.  Jesus wants to say to you today, “your sins are forgiven.”  Oh, but to hear that you must first come to Him.  Take that step today.  Let your heart kneel before Him.  Then, you will hear His precious words of forgiveness and will experience His tender mercy.  Don’t miss out on what Jesus desires to give you.  You may have heard this message a million times but it has never penetrated your heart.  Don’t be like the men who had gathered at Simon’s house.  They also heard the words of Jesus but it was only the woman who experienced them.

The other guests began to say among themselves, “Who is this who even forgives sins?”

They still didn’t know who Jesus was.  They still hadn’t figured it out.  These educated, religious men were unable to comprehend the fact that God was at their table.  But one sinful woman, who was not even worthy enough to recline at the table, she alone knew whom Jesus, the Son of God, her Savior was.

Some of you may be sitting close to Jesus and yet not recognizing Who He is.  You go to church; you do the “right” things and yet do not realize your need to leave your seat of honor in order to humbly bow at the feet of Jesus.  Do not miss His mercy; it is so close to you.

But that day, one heard His voice.

Jesus said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace.”

What saved her?  Faith.  What saves today?  The same thing.  You must have faith in Jesus.  When you do, the peace comes.  Can you imagine a sinful woman whose life was full of turmoil, left the feet of Jesus completely forgiven and filled with peace?  Only Jesus can bring such transformation.  How awesome He is!  Praise be to the Lord!

There are so many wonderful stories of changed lives.  We see them in the Bible, in our church; we bear witness in our own hearts.  Changed lives are God’s favorite hobby.  We come to Him broken, He makes us whole.  We come to Him stained with sin; He forgives us and cleanses us.  We come in turmoil; He sends us away in peace.  We come feeling unwanted; He welcomes us.  We come feeling unloved; we leave as His precious child.

Where are you today?  Come to Christ.  Pour out your heart to Him.  His love and mercy is available to you right now.  Kneel, worship, and cry, whatever you need to do.  Take time right now to show Him your love for Him.  By the way, His eyes are on you right now.  They are filled with love.

Clean Clothes

Have you ever seen something so terrible that your heart breaks within you?  Have you ever felt powerless to do anything to help someone from his or her own demise?  Have you ever witnessed a person hurt himself?  I have seen terrible self-destruction in my days.  I’ve seen eating disorders almost drive people to hospitalization, drug addictions that destroyed health and relationships, sexual promiscuity that led to diseases, and other things just too terrible to write.

There are some hurts that I have witnessed that I wish I could erase from my memory for they seem to lead to only more and more destruction.  But then I have also seen hope.  I have seen lives changed.  People turn around and embrace love, joy, and peace.  I have heard testimonies that make me look past the sorrows, the failures, and see a God Whose heart broke more than mine, Whose love reached further to the deepest need, and Who orchestrated events to bring their prodigal home.  Only He, in the darkest times, can see what no one else sees, a child sitting with Him in the heavenly places.

Let us travel together to the darkest, most frightening place of all the journeys of Christ.  He chose to go to the place that everyone else tried to avoid for His heart took Him there.

They sailed to the region of the Gerasenes, which is across the lake from Galilee.  When Jesus stepped ashore, a demon-possessed man from the town met him.  For a long time this man had not worn clothes or lived in a house but had lived in the tombs.  When He saw Jesus, He cried out and fell at His feet, shouting at the top of His voice, “What do You want with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God?  I beg You, don’t torture me!”  For Jesus had commanded the evil spirit to come out of the man.  Many times it had seized him and though he was chained hand and foot and kept under guard, he had broken his chains and had been driven by the demon into solitary places. Jesus asked him, “What is your name?” “Legion,” he replied, because many demons had gone into him.  And they begged him repeatedly not to order them to go into the Abyss. A large herd of pigs was feeding there on the hillside.  The demons begged Jesus to let them go into them, and He gave them permission.  When the demons came out of the man, they went into the pigs, and the herd rushed down the steep bank into the lake and was drowned. When those tending the pigs saw what had happened, they ran off and reported this in the town and countryside, and the people went out to see what had happened.  When they came to see Jesus, they found the man from whom the demons had gone out, sitting at Jesus’ feet, dressed and in his right mind; and they were afraid.  Those who had seen it told the people how the demon-possessed man had been cured.  Then all the people of the region of the Gerasenes asked Jesus to leave them, because they were overcome with fear.  So he got into the boat and left. The man from whom the demons had gone out begged to go with Him, but Jesus sent him away, saying, “Return home and tell how much God has done for you.”  So the man went away and told all over town how much Jesus had done for him.”  (Luke 8:26-39)

There is so much in this story that I don’t even know how to begin.  But I can start with “Praise the Lord”!  He is awesome!  He is our hope, our Savior, and our perfect example.  Right at the beginning, He teaches us an amazing lesson about life.  Look at it with me.

They sailed to the region of the Gerasenes, which is across the lake from Galilee.  When Jesus stepped ashore, a demon-possessed man from the town met him.  For a long time this man had not worn clothes or lived in a house, but had lived in the tombs.  (Luke 8:26-27)

As soon as Jesus got out of the boat, a demon-possessed man met him.  Have you ever noticed that whenever God calls you to a specific task, there are so many bad things that greet you?

There is a false popular philosophy going around today that teaches if you have enough faith then bad things will never come your way.  That is not true.  Jesus definitely had enough faith, yet His life ended at the cross.  The apostle Paul had enough faith, yet he was beaten, shipwrecked, imprisoned, and finally beheaded.  All the other apostles, except for John were killed for their faith in Christ.  We learn from church history, that the apostle John was boiled in oil and then exiled to the island of Patmos.  If the pillars of Christianity faced such difficulty, how can we justify the false idea that “true faith” keeps disease and difficulty away?

Don’t buy into the lie.  If you live for Christ, you will be attacked.  Satan will launch battles against the ones who are living for God.  He does not need to battle (torture, yes, but there is no need to battle) the unsaved; they are already under his evil influence.  He only works to keep them lost and separated from God.  He does not bother too much with the apathetic Christians.  You know them, the people who say they are Christians on Sunday but live like the world the rest of the week.  True, they are eternally God’s children, but down on earth, they are not living like God or furthering His kingdom.  And if they are not helping God’s side, then they are giving ground to the enemy!  But the people Satan keeps attacking are the believers who are determined to follow God’s will for the enemy realizes that they are truly at battle against his evil power.

Remember this next time you are faced with evil itself.  Christ Himself has been in a similar situation.  He will empower you with His strength.  He, too, has seen the enemy face to face.

Jesus has just stepped ashore and immediately He is confronted with a demon-possessed man.  The man has been in this terrible condition for a long time.  Where did he live?  In the tombs.  A man, who truly was living in death, meets for the first time the Resurrection and the Life.

Visualize this man.  He was filthy.  He probably had not bathed in years.  Imagine the grime.  The smell would have been overwhelming.  He had not brushed his hair or had it cut in years.  It was long, matted, dirty, tangled.  He was disgusting.  Look into his eyes.  They hold a menacing evil.  Not only that, he was not wearing any clothes.  Now imagine this man coming into your church doors, walking the center aisle.  Can you imagine the shock?  People would hide under the pews.  Someone would pull out their cell phone and call the police.  Some parishioners would scream.  Others would cry in fear.  Soon, the law enforcement would come and arrest him and take him away.  Then, the people would crawl out from under the pews and console each other.  We do not want to see anything like that, especially in our church.

Did you know that is how all of us looked to God before we were saved?  We were dirty, wretched, naked.  Only Jesus could cleanse us from our filthy sin and clothe us in His righteousness.  Do you know how He did that?  He became dirty, wretched, and naked in our place.

Jesus had not been able to bathe for at least two days before His crucifixion.  He was bleeding from all the beatings that He had received at the hands of the Jews and the Romans.  The smell of dried blood permeated the air around Him.  The dust of the air clung to His blood and sweat.  They stripped Him naked and forced Him to carry a cross through the streets of Jerusalem.  People smelled his stench.  People saw his pain.  People saw his nakedness.

He took my place.  He took your place.  He took our place.

This is described in Wes King’s song “The Robe”.  Read the words.  Praise the One who made this possible.

Anyone whose heart is cold and lonely. Anyone who can’t believe. Anyone whose hands are worn and empty. Come as you are. Anyone whose feet are tired of walking. And even lost their will to run. There is a place of rest for your aching soul. Come as you are. For the robe is of God. That will clothe your nakedness. And the robe is His grace. It’s all you need. Come as you are. Anyone who feels that they’re unworthy. Anyone who’s just afraid. Come and receive His mercy. Come, come as you are. For the robe is of God. That will clothe your nakedness. And the robe is His grace. It’s all you need. Come as you are.

Here in this account in Luke, Jesus sees a man who looked just like you and just like me before we were saved.  I wonder if Jesus knew that soon He would look like this demon-possessed man.  I don’t know.  All I know is that this man took one look at Jesus and immediately fell before the feet of the Lord.

When he saw Jesus, he cried out and fell at His feet, shouting at the top of his voice, “What do you want with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God?  I beg You, don’t torture me!”  For Jesus had commanded the evil spirit to come out of the man.  Many times it had seized him, and though he was chained hand and foot and kept under guard, he had broken his chains and had been driven by the demon into solitary places.  (Luke 8:28-29)

I want you to see something critical.  The demons in the man broke the chains.  It would appear they gave him “freedom”.  But where did this freedom lead him?  To solitary places.  This is still happening in our world today; however, it has taken a more subtle role.  The demons are still gaining control and we give it the name of “freedom”.  Sexual freedom has led to the solitary places of unwanted pregnancy, diseases, abortion, confused sexual identity, broken hearts, and broken lives.  All in the name of freedom.  Alcohol freedom has led to the solitary places of addiction, fetal alcohol syndrome, drunk driving, broken homes, and broken families.  Speech freedom has led to the solitary places of media violence, pornography, grotesque art, broken innocence, and broken purity.

The world promises “freedom” but its freedom leads to solitary places, for that is all sin is capable of doing.  Sin separates, isolates us from God.  That is a lonely place.  The enemy wants to keep you there forever.  That was the plan in the Garden of Eden, to separate God’s precious creation from their Loving Creator.  But the evil plan was thwarted.  For God became man.  His Name is Jesus.  And He came to redeem His people.  Nothing can stand in His way.

Demons may be stronger than man, able to break man-made chains, but they’re strength is nothing compared to God’s power. Demons tremble in the presence of Jesus.  They fear the authority of the Lord.  A word from Jesus is more powerful than any action they could do.

He spoke a word of healing, of true freedom in the life of the demon-possessed man.  Jesus told the demons to leave him.  By the way, the man did not ask for help.  He was unable to do that.  Jesus met his deepest need without being asked.  How gracious is our God!  How often has He provided for you in situations when you forgot to ask, or did not know what to ask for, or were too overwhelmed to even utter “help”?  His love is amazing.  His help is perfect and powerful.

One word from Jesus and the demons had to obey.  His command had to be followed.  But the demons made one request.  They asked permission to go play with pigs.

And they begged Him repeatedly not to order them to go into the Abyss.  A large herd of pigs was feeding there on the hillside.  The demons begged Jesus to let them go into them, and He gave them permission.  When the demons came out of the man, they went into the pigs, and the herd rushed down the steep bank into the lake and was drowned.  (Luke 8:31-33)

Poor pigs.  The whole herd just, well, died.  This is a weird scene.  It did not go unnoticed.  There were a few pig-herders around and they ran into town and reported the news.

When those tending the pigs saw what had happened, they ran off and reported this in the town and countryside, and the people went out to see what had happened.  When they came to Jesus, they found the man from whom the demons had gone out, sitting at Jesus’ feet, dressed and in his right mind; and they were afraid.  (Luke 8:34-35)

 Why would they be afraid?  An amazing miracle had happened.  The lost was found.  The hopeless case was cured.  This was a time for celebration!  Let’s throw a party.  Let’s dance, sing, jump around, praise God.  (Or if that is too crazy for you, at least just give a great big smile.)  But they did none of these things (not even smile).  They were more uncomfortable with the man being normal then when he was demon-possessed.

We get comfortable with other people’s sins, don’t we?  “Oh, that is just the way they are.  They have always been like that.  They will never change.”  So, we quit reaching out to them.  We quit praying for them.  By doing that, we mock God.  Because what we are saying is that He is not strong enough to bring change to that person.

Who have you given up on?  Remember, God did not give up on you.  Who gave you the right to give up on others?  Keep praying for them.  Keep reaching out to them.  God may allow you the privilege to see Him work a miracle in that person’s life.

But there were some there that day that witnessed the miracle.  They told others what Jesus had done.

Those who had seen it told the people how the demon-possessed man had been cured.  (Luke 8:36)

That is all God asks of us.  He wants us to tell others what we have seen Jesus do in our lives as well as others.  We are responsible to do that.  However, the way people choose to respond to our message is up to them.

 Then all the people of the region of the Gerasenes asked Jesus to leave them, because they were overcome with fear.  So He got into the boat and left.  (Luke 9:37)

This scene is heart breaking.  They rejected Jesus.  They chose fear over peace.  They chose to be overcome instead of being over comers.  They were more comfortable with death than life.  They asked Him to leave.  And Jesus left.

Oh, but there was one who knew His power.  He was the one driven to the feet of Jesus by demons who had to kneel before the Lord Almighty.  He was the one who stayed by the precious feet of his Savior, clothed and in his right mind, as the town people came out to investigate his healing.  He was the one who knew all that God had done for him that day.

The man from whom the demons had gone out begged to go with Him, but Jesus sent him away, saying, “Return home and tell how much God has done for you.”  So the man went away and told all over town how much Jesus had done for him.  (Luke 8:38-39)

The demon-possessed man, who lived in the tombs, the one who everyone thought was beyond hope and beyond help, became God’s chosen missionary!  He was the first missionary in the area.  Is it not true that God can use anyone who is willing, despite our past, our failures, our weakness, our reputation?  God asks all of us to share His message.  What is the message?  It is the same one a man from the Gerasenes proclaimed that day.  He told others what Jesus had done for him.  That was it.  This simple yet powerful message is still effective today.

Jesus is calling us to do the same.  He calls us to tell others what God has done for us.  That is what witnessing is.  You don’t need a seminary degree.  You don’t have to have formal training.  You don’t need to be a nun.  All you need is to tell people that God has saved you from your sins.  Each of us can do that.  A small child can do that.  We are without excuse.  We must be telling others the miracle of God’s love that took a wretched, naked sinner and clothed the person in His robe of righteousness.  He saved us from ourselves.  Each one of you has your own story.  Share it with others.  You may be the person God has chosen to reach out to one specific person.  Only one.  We compare ourselves to Billy Graham and say, “He reaches millions.  I could never do that.”  But those numbers are made up of individuals.  The one person.  You can reach them one by one.  Then you will be just like Jesus.

Who did Jesus reach in this passage?  Only one man who was demon-possessed.  Only one.  Some revival speakers of today would consider that number to be a failure.  But not Jesus.  He knew that the town would reject Him.  From the beginning of time, He realized this mission would be for one man.  He made a special trip across the lake to reach him.  That is how important each soul is to Jesus.  May it be the same for me and for you.

Summer Reading: Lessons from Luke (part 5)

by Shannon Tillman | Jul 3, 2025 | Bible Study, Theology, Thoughts

Faithful Foreigner

We had a birthday tradition in my house when I was growing up:  everyone else completely catered to you.  Your wish was their command.  It began the moment you woke up until you went to sleep.  We still do this for one another.  It is fun to allow each other to live it up on their day!  The older I get the more I appreciate it for at least something good comes out of growing another year older.

I am only in charge one day every year.  Most of my authority involves commanding people to get me more cake and ice cream.  For the rest of the year, I am more like the servant, responding to the needs of others.  Yet, for some reason I am drawn to the following verses on authority.  I believe this model of leadership amazes me for it is rarely seen.  Our idea of power involves being cruel and harsh.  Often it is seen as pushing others down in order to advance your agenda.  It is about looking out for “number one”.  Leadership has been defined by control.  And often, needs and wants are demanded, never requested.  These abusive traits are found nowhere in these two men.  Instead, they define what leaders ought to be.

There a centurion’s servant, whom his master valued highly, was sick and about to die.  The centurion heard of Jesus and sent some elders of the Jews to him, asking him to come and heal his servant.  When they came to Jesus, they pleaded earnestly with Him, “This man deserves to have you do this, because he loves our nation and has built our synagogue.”  So Jesus went with them. He was not far from the house when the centurion sent friends to say to Him:  “Lord, don’t trouble yourself, for I do not deserve to have you come under my roof.  That is why I did not even consider myself worthy to come to you.  But say the word, and my servant will be healed.  For I myself am a man under authority, with soldiers under me.  I tell this one, ‘Go’, and he goes; and that on, ‘Come,’ and he comes.  I say to my servant, ‘Do this,’ and he does it.” When Jesus heard this, He was amazed at him, and turning to the crowd following Him, He said, “I tell you, I have not found such great faith even in Israel.”  Then the men who had been sent returned to the house and found the servant well.  (Luke 7:1-10)

A centurion was a Roman soldier who commanded at least one hundred men.  His military regiment would have been within a legion of soldiers a unit of the Roman army, consisting of 6,000 men.  He discharged orders frequently and also received them.  Being a professional man of war, he would be unafraid to kill someone if he had to.  I love the fact that this rough and tough military man truly cared for those around him.

There a centurion’s servant, whom his master valued highly, was sick and about to die.  (Luke 7:2)

A servant in his household, not a family member, was on his deathbed.  The centurion obviously saw him as more than someone who worked in his home, he saw the servant as a treasure, someone to be highly valued.  This tenderness gets to me.  In a time when people could treat their servants terribly, this soldier cared for his.  This begins our look into this man’s heart.  And we begin to know more in the following verse.

The centurion heard of Jesus and sent some elders of the Jews to him, asking him to come and heal his servant.  (Luke 7:3)

The centurion was in the “know” about Jesus.  He had heard about His power to heal and had faith that He could.  His belief is shown in the fact that he sent some Jews to Jesus, to plead for His help.  The fact that within his circle of at least acquaintances were Jews, speaks volumes about this man.  For we know how Jews felt about Gentiles.  The children of Israel hated foreigners and referred to them as dogs.  To be Roman was to be one of the worst of all Gentiles, since they were oppressing the Hebrew people.  What about this man led Gentile-haters to be his friend?

When they came to Jesus, they pleaded earnestly with Him, “This man deserves to have you do this, because he loves our nation and has built our synagogue.”  (Luke 7:4-5) 

Somehow in the middle of a foreign land, even while being hated for who he is, this Roman fell in love with Israel.  He was so enraptured with the land, the people, and their God; he built the people a synagogue in Capernaum.  This shows this centurion was a man of wealth and was willing to spend his money on a people that he was not born into, in a land that was not his original home, and on a religion of a people that claimed God as theirs alone.

It sounds to me that the Roman soldier was a missionary of sorts!  Just like apostle Paul used his tent making trade to support himself while proclaiming the gospel, this centurion used his Roman paycheck to fund the religion of the people his government was oppressing.  Crazy but true.

The elders of Capernaum, so moved by the generosity of this foreign man, willingly answered his request for help.  The centurion asked the men to go to Jesus for help.  You have to laugh how the Jews come to Jesus.  They began begging, telling Jesus how this soldier really loves Israel and built them a worship center.  They assumed Jesus, being a Jew, would have the typical response to Gentiles as most of the people that day, hate them and refuse to help.  That is funny.  They did not realize that Jesus had called all to be saved, Jews and Gentiles.  He was the One who would break down the barrier of Gentiles being separate from God.  That is why the apostle Paul wrote:

Therefore, remember that formerly you who are Gentiles by birth…that at that time you were separate from Christ, excluded from citizenship in Israel and foreigners to the covenants of the promise, without hope and without God in the world.  But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far away have been brought near through the blood of Christ.  For He Himself is our peace, who has made the two one and has destroyed the barrier, the dividing wall of hostility…Consequently, you are no longer foreigners and aliens, but fellow citizens with God’s people and members of God’s household…(Ephesians 2:11-14, 19)

The Jews had no idea that one day they would be one family with the Gentiles.  That was still in the distance.  Right now, they thought they would have to beg a fellow Jew to come and heal a Gentile’s servant.  But Jesus knew His purpose all along, and His heart was full of love for all people, not just one group.

So Jesus went with them. He was not far from the house when the centurion sent friends to say to Him:  “Lord, don’t trouble yourself, for I do not deserve to have you come under my roof.  That is why I did not even consider myself worthy to come to you.”  (Luke 7:6-7a)

Humility is the key word to leadership.  This man is a commanding soldier in the Roman army.  Yet, he feels unworthy to have a Jew, a part of the oppressed people, come into his house.  Do you know how many of his fellow soldiers would have mocked him?  They would have said, “Demand this guy to come and help you.  You rule over him.”  But this centurion was a humble man.  He did not feel worthy to come to Jesus himself, so he sent Jewish elders.  But as Jesus approached, he was made more aware of his unworthiness to have the Lord in his home, so he begs Him to not take a step closer.  Who is he to trouble the Lord and ask him to come to him?  As this man sat and thought after the Jewish elders left his house, he realized he was nothing.  And so he quickly sent out friends and asked them to stop Jesus from coming to his home.  But he still needed a miracle.

“But say the word, and my servant will be healed.  For I myself am a man under authority, with soldiers under me.  I tell this one, ‘Go’, and he goes; and that on, ‘Come,’ and he comes.  I say to my servant, ‘Do this,’ and he does it.”  (Luke 7:7b-8)

The centurion knew how to command at work and at home.  First, he discusses the soldiers who go and come on his demand.  Then he talks specifically about his servant who does whatever is asked of him.  A man of authority, yet a man dearly loved by friends and by Jews, and also a man who loves his servant.  Does this seem a dichotomy to you?  It is true leadership.  Modeled by another Man.  His disciples obeyed His request, because they knew He loved them.

“Whoever has my commands and obeys them, he is the one who loves Me.  He who loves Me will be loved by my Father and I too will love him and show myself to him.”  (John 14:23)

In order to be a leader like Christ, we must love those who are under our authority.  To show our love to Christ, we obey His commands.  For we know His Word is powerful.

“But say the word, and my servant will be healed…”  When Jesus heard this, He was amazed at him, and turning to the crowd following Him, He said, “I tell you, I have not found such great faith even in Israel.”  (Luke 7:7b,9)

And another thing, great leaders always brag on others.  They are not too proud to commend the amazing work someone else did.  They will not take credit but give it.  Look at Jesus boasting about the centurion.  He turns around and tells a group of Jews that this Gentile has shown more faith than anyone else in Israel.  A compliment to the Roman, a challenge to the Jews.  A leader is always pushing people further than whatever they thought possible.  He is saying, “Look at this guy’s faith.  You have more reason to have this kind of faith.  Live in faith.”  Some in that crowd took that dare and proved Christ is able to do more than we can ask or imagine and ran back to the house.  Just as they believed by faith, Jesus had done a miracle.

Then the men who had been sent returned to the house and found the servant well.  (Luke 7:10)

The friends of the centurion and the Jewish elders were able to come back and celebrate with the Roman soldier.  They were able to walk in faith because this Gentile had walked in faith.  They delivered the message and were able to see the Answer!  His Name is Jesus.

What kind of faith do you have today?  Is Jesus bragging on you in the courts of heaven about your great belief in Him?  Or is He challenging you to believe more?  Pray to Him right now.  Ask for an increase of faith. Listen to His commands.  Obey them.  Be a servant of the Commander of the heavenly army!

Merry Mourner

My sister and I went to St. Augustine, Florida one year for Thanksgiving.  Somehow on the trip, she talked me into going on a ghost tour.  It is a historical tour of the town that is led by actors pretending to be ghosts.  To know me is to realize I am skittish.  To go on a ghost tour did not sound fun, for I knew they would purposely do things to make us jump and I do not like that.  But like I said, she talked me into it.

As we went through the town learning interesting historical facts, I became emotionally overwhelmed when we stopped at a graveyard.  As the tour ghost spoke on about different things, I was drawn into deep thought about the lives represented there.  Who were these people?  Did they live a full life?  Who mourned them?  One day, I will be in a grave, will there be people left behind that I was able to influence or will I be quickly forgotten?  I was still in deep thought as we boarded the bus and quickly screamed when the ghost banged on my window.  Not funny.  My sister laughed.  And so did everyone else in the group.  Did I tell you that I did not want to go on a ghost tour?

You know what would have scared everyone on that tour?  If suddenly, everyone in the graveyard began to rise to life.  It would not need to be all the people.  What if just one person came out of his coffin?  Would that shock a few of those people who laughed at me?  I hope so.  A few people got to experience this, and it gave a mom back all she had in life.

Soon afterward, Jesus went to a town called Nain, and His disciples and a large crowd went along with Him.  As He approached the town gate, a dead person was being carried out-the only son of His mother, and she was a widow.  And a large crowd from the town was with her.  When the Lord saw her, His heart went out to her and He said, “Don’t cry.” Then He went up and touched the coffin, and those carrying it stood still.  He said, “Young man, I say to you, get up!”  The dead man sat up and began to talk, and Jesus gave Him back to his mother.  (Luke 7:11-15)

A huge crowd is following Jesus.  The disciples are mingling with the people.  Everyone is laughing, having a good time, enjoying being together.  As they approach the next town that Jesus will minister in, they see a funeral procession coming towards them.  All the people stop smiling, as they see the tears, hear the wailing of the mourners.  Someone ask, “Who has died?”  A Nain resident answers, “A very young man.  It was unexpected.  Tragic case, too.  He was the only son of a widow.  She is the one standing near him.  Heartbreaking, isn’t it?”

As He approached the town gate, a dead person was being carried out-the only son of His mother, and she was a widow.  And a large crowd from the town was with her.  (Luke 7:12)

Heartbreaking, indeed.  To have a loved one die is always tragic.  This woman had experienced much disaster in her short years.  At some point she lost her husband.  And now death had claimed her one and only son.  She was alone.  Or at least she thought.  For at that moment she did not realize that eyes of Someone who loved her deeply were on her.

When the Lord saw her, His heart went out to her…(Luke 7:13a)

His heart went out to her.  Have you lost a loved one?  His heart goes out to you.  Are you feeling alone?  His heart goes out to you.  Are tears your constant companions?  His heart goes out to you.  He loves you so much.

But you ask, “Why then did He not stop the pain?  Why am I going through this?”  May I tell you that God offered a perfect eternal life in the Garden of Eden and we chose our own way.  The consequence of sin is death.  Each person is appointed a time to die.  We cannot change this.  We have brought this upon ourselves.  No, it should not feel right.  Deep down, we know that we are somehow meant to live forever.  And we will.  But it just cannot be on earth.  Yes, it hurts.  I will not deny that.  But you are not unloved.  I cannot explain the sovereign plan of God of why and when things happen.  But I do know, that He can relate to your pain.  His heart goes out to you, for He has seen the pain of an only Father giving up His only Son to die.  Jesus has felt loss.  That is why He is able to meet us in our deepest time of need.  He can relate.

and He said, “Don’t cry.”  (Luke 7:13b)

Does this sound callous to you?  Don’t cry?  She just lost her son.  She is a widow without children.  She is alone.  No one to care for her, no one for her to care for.  What is Jesus thinking?  Is He saying that we should not cry when someone we know dies?  Should we just pretend everything is all right and sing, “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot”?  Was He just giving a pat answer because He could not think of anything to say?  Can I tell you what I think?  I believe He wanted to get her attention.  He did not want her to miss what He was going to do.  In her rightful state of wailing, she would not be able to witness the most amazing miracle of her life.  Some of you are hurting so deeply right now.  But there will come a point when God will want you to temporarily to focus beyond your pain and look at Him.  When He has your attention, He will do something amazing.

Then He went up and touched the coffin, and those carrying it stood still.  He said, “Young man, I say to you, get up!”  (Luke 7:14) 

If there was silence from the crowd during this moment, it did not last long.  For one person was getting ready to talk up a storm.

The dead man sat up and began to talk…(Luke 7:15a)

I just have to think this was one outgoing guy.  He was probably chatting excitingly to everyone in Paradise and in the middle of the conversation heard a voice saying, “Young man, I say to you, get up!”  He was obviously in the middle of a good point and just continued talking from death to life.

He seems to be the only one capable of doing anything.  For it seems no one knew what to do with the young man.  Finally, the Lord intervened

…and Jesus gave Him back to his mother.  (Luke 7:15b)

Can you imagine the smiles, the joy, the laughter, and the reunion?  I bet Jesus just watched with pure glee.  I wonder if He thought about how life would be after the cross.  Finally, believers would be able to go to heaven and have a reunion with the Father, the Son, and with the friends and family who have gone on before.  He recognized that at some other time, the mother and son would be parted again through death, but reunited once again in eternal life.  Never to worry about the pain of separation for eternity!

Some of you long for the day of seeing loved ones again.  You had hoped the person would be restored on earth, healed from illness, or spared from an accident.  But it didn’t happen that way.  The funeral took place.  Jesus did not stop it and perform a miracle to cause such celebration.  Or at least, that is how it seems.  But life was given, it was of the eternal kind.  A party is going on right now in heaven.  A reunion of unparallel proportions is taking place, your loved one is meeting all kinds of family they never knew they had.  They are meeting the father of their faith, Abraham, and laughing with the matriarch of the family, Sarah.  And so many other relatives that I could never name!  A miracle took place.  Jesus put his hand on the coffin leading to eternal decay and said, “Rise up!  I’m giving you back eternally to your Heavenly Father!”

Will you smile in your pain as you think on heaven?  A friend of mine lost her grandmother and was asked to sing at the funeral.  As she looked around at the relatives there, she realized how many lives her grandmother had touched.  Earlier, when they sat around and talked about her, they kept smiling and laughing for she had brought them so much joy.  And they knew she would not trade heaven to come back and be with them.  They were actually happy for her.  She had finally gone home to the reunion of her dreams.  They cried tears of pain mixed with joy, knowing that one day she will be a part of their welcoming committee.

As my friend spoke, it made me long for heaven!  She made it sound so fun, that my cubicle at work seemed so dull.  I wanted to burst out and go running.  (Which is weird for me since I complain that the mailbox is too far away from my door.)  But until that day, I want to live like the young man who had seen Paradise and then was brought back to earth, an excitement that bubbles over into all my conversation.  And I want to live like the widowed mother who probably could never stop thinking or talking about what Jesus had done in her life.  I want to celebrate that I can look forward to being with my friends and family forever!

“Now the dwelling of God is with men, and He will live with them.  They will be His people, and God Himself will be with them and be their God.  He will wipe every tear from their eyes.  There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”   (Revelation 21:3b-4)