Preparing for Sunday – Luke 19:1-10

Hi Friends,

I hope you’re having a good week. I seem to have come down with a cold so I’m trying to recover from that.

This Sunday we’re going to look at the story of Zacchaeus from the Gospel of Luke. It’s such a beautiful and stunning story that I think you’ll find it inspiring. Here it is (notice I’ve used a different translation than usual because it translates the passage more accurately and in this case the slightest shift makes all the difference):

Then Jesus entered and walked through Jericho. There was a man there, his name Zacchaeus, the head tax man and quite rich. He wanted desperately to see Jesus, but the crowd was in his way—he was a short man and couldn’t see over the crowd. So he ran on ahead and climbed up in a sycamore tree so he could see Jesus when he came by. When Jesus got to the tree, he looked up and said, “Zacchaeus, hurry down. Today is my day to be a guest in your home.” Zacchaeus scrambled out of the tree, hardly believing his good luck, delighted to take Jesus home with him. Everyone who saw the incident was indignant and grumped, “What business does he have getting cozy with this crook?” Zacchaeus just stood there, a little stunned. He stammered apologetically, “Master, I give away half my income to the poor—and if I’m caught cheating, I pay four times the damages.” Jesus said, “Today is salvation day in this home! Here he is: Zacchaeus, son of Abraham! For the Son of Man came to find and restore the lost.”

Queries

* What do you notice about this passage? What stands out to you?

* What part of this story do you resonate with?

* What do you think Jesus is up to here?

Blessing,

Wess

C. Wess Daniels PhD Intercultural Studies Minister at Camas Friends Church Blogs at: Gathering in Light / @cwdaniels

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“We need in every community a group of angelic troublemakers. Our power is in our ability to make things unworkable. The only weapon we have is our bodies and we need to tuck them in places so wheels don’t turn!” Bayard Rustin