I scanned the selection of potluck foods on the table. Some of this curry stuff, some egg salad, a bun with jam on it and two scoops of good look'n chili. I poured some lemonade into a pink plastic cup (that changes to purple with cold liquid in it) and went to sit down next to a few people chatting around a table. Conversations were filling the room, smiles, laughter, nods and smacking lips. The Little Flowers gathering was in full swing this Sunday night.
When we were done eating, we sang a few songs and prayed for each other. Our reading from John 12 was looked at. Gentiles coming to meet with Jesus but Andrew and Philip checking with Jesus. He says something kind of weird, like if a kernel of wheat falls to the ground it dies, it remains a single seed, but if it dies, it produces many seeds. Why would he bring this up, when the point is that there is some "outsiders" wanting to talk to him. Why didn't the disciples just bring them over to Jesus, was there protocol? Maybe there was red tape to seeing the big guy, not just anyone who waltzed over could think he could talk to the Master any ol' time. Andrew and Philp were just doing their duty, right? Make those Greek boys wait over there, maybe we'll let 'em wait for awhile just to let them know whose boss.
So Jesus talks about being glorified, seeds and losing your life to save it. Nothing to do with Greeks, right? But at the end, he says "where I am, my servants are...my Father will honor the one who serves me". The Jews at the time were sure that the Messiah would usher in the new kingdom of God, save them from the boots of the oppressors (aka "outsiders") and put them on the throne to rule all the other kingdoms. The despised to delivered to being in charge, in three easy steps. What is this of dying and seeds and serving? Maybe the Greeks were there to offer their services to Jesus, or wanted to hang out with the man who seemed to be doing some real cool stuff...they wanted in on it too.
Somehow their visit was the catalyst for a conversation that drew in the whole crowd, and even a voice from heaven! This whole topic to me, last night, opened up an understanding. In some kind of spiritual superiority we often tell those who want to come close to Jesus to just chill, wait over there...we'll let you know when its ok to come disturb him. Those who think they know what is going on, are brought up short by what Jesus says...I have come to die and be glorified, you guys don't have the whole picture! People from nations are going to come to serve and die and be glorified with me. Open the gates, men, the welcome extends to all....and in our context that means anyone who wants to meet with Him can and no one should put obstacles in the way to prevent it. Not doctrine, judgement, policies, a type of prayer or program.
What we have done in the name of Jesus is exclude the outsider, and throw love bombs and ethics and morality pamphlets over the wall and when one does actually surrender we welcome them to come be part of the club, and maybe even meet Jesus the club leader, if they are good enough. That is how a lot of evangelism methods are conceived, what is the best love bomb and how can we hook them into what we've got? Jesus would say to this scene, "excuse me", (pushing away the gospel tract cannons and eager 'Love Our City for Jesus' t-shirts)," let's take you, Andy and see if you would go down with me to Langside, to knock on that rooming house door and see how Bill is doing. On the brink of going to jail, girlfriend dumped him and skin itchy from bed bug bites. Hey, let's stop at Timmy's for a double, double for him...I know he'd like that."
Including Bill in grace is glorifying Jesus, but how many disciples are up for that? Or including the young gay evangelical that is torn by his love for Jesus and rejection from the church? Or the alcoholic who plays worship songs and hymns for his buddies but is not allowed to lift up the One he loves at the next door Gospel Hall? I know these are concepts that may cause concern for many who read it. But you know the point? Let those who want to serve me, be with me.....and if a few of those come together in love for the God-man, they will learn and grow and serve and forgive and change.....who knows where it could go? Jesus-ward, I bet. Unless a seed dies.....
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