I would add as much
again
The
late Fr Raymond Kapito, whose grandmother in Mutoko once attacked a lion and
whose grandson could have done the same, used to hammer the message of
forgiveness. He sensed that people have a hard time in letting go of hurts and
hang on to resentments as though they were precious property. God isn’t like
that. He just loves to forgive. When the ‘prodigal’ – or lost – son returns
with his speech prepared about how he had sinned and wasn’t “worthy to be called
your son” his father interrupts him and calls for the fatted calf to be
slaughtered; “we are going to celebrate.”
David
was the most successful king of Israel. He ruled from “Dan to Bersheba” meaning
the promised land in its entirety. He had power and wealth, lands and wives.
Yet all this was not enough. His head was turned by the sight of the wife of
Uriah the Hittite and he used his power to get her. We know what happened next.
Nathan the prophet gave him a tongue lashing. But in the midst of castigating
the king he said, “I have given you so much and I would do as much again for
you.” In God the urge to forgive is so strong; it is crazy.
When
Jesus is dining in the house of Simon the Pharisee, Simon is shocked by the his
guest’s allowing a woman “with a bad name” to approach him and weep at his
feet. “If he was a real prophet” he thought, he would know what to do with this
woman and send her away to join the countless rejected poor outcasts in the Galilee
of the first century. But Jesus didn’t. He rejoiced in the new life this woman
had discovered through the change in her way of thinking. He shared her joy at
discovering life again. Simon, good man that he was, couldn’t understand it at
all.
Forgiveness
is, indeed, crazy. So is compassion. So, ultimately, is love. But Jesus came to
tell us that these are the brand names of God. Yesterday we had a day’s seminar
on John Bradburne, a ‘crazy’ (he was far from such) Englishman who came out to
this country and spent the 1970s living with and serving the people with
leprosy at Mutemwa, near Mutoko. One speaker told us the people of Mutemwa
‘made’ John who he was. He was an eccentric holy loner until he met these
people who suffered so much. On his first visit he was filled with horror to
see a man eat his food under a sack so that the dogs would not get the food.
Compassion overflowed in him and he set himself to wash their wounds and feed
and care for them. He lived there – misunderstood and rejected by many - for
ten years before he was taken out and shot a week before the Lancaster House
talks in 1979.
God
works among us, and he will do as much again when we welcome him.
16 June 2013 Sunday 11, Year C
2 Sam 12:7-10, 13 Gal
2:16, 19-21 Luke 7:36-8:3
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