Today I had an “Ah Ha” moment. A moment that when it happened, was like a baseball bat hitting me square between the eyes. And no, it was not when the lady who was texting came over into my lane and almost killed my family and myself. This was very different. Let me explain it to you.
One of the Pharisees asked Jesus to have dinner with him, so Jesus went to his home and sat down to eat. When a certain immoral woman from that city heard he was eating there, she brought a beautiful alabaster jar filled with expensive perfume. Then she knelt behind him at his feet, weeping. Her tears fell on his feet, and she wiped them off with her hair. Then she kept kissing his feet and putting 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 what kind of woman is touching him. She’s a sinner!”
Then Jesus answered his thoughts. “Simon,” he said to the Pharisee, “I have something to say to you.”
“Go ahead, Teacher,” Simon replied.
Then Jesus told him this story: “A man loaned money to two people—500 pieces of silver to one and 50 pieces to the other. But neither of them could repay him, so he kindly forgave them both, canceling their debts. Who do you suppose loved him more after that?”
Simon answered, “I suppose the one for whom he canceled the larger debt.”
“That’s right,” Jesus said. Then he turned to the woman and said to Simon, “Look at this woman kneeling here. When I entered your home, you didn’t offer me water to wash the dust from my feet, but she has washed them with her tears and wiped them with her hair. You didn’t greet me with a kiss, but from the time I first came in, she has not stopped kissing my feet. You neglected the courtesy of olive oil to anoint my head, but she has anointed my feet with rare perfume.
“I tell you, her sins—and they are many—have been forgiven, so she has shown me much love. But a person who is forgiven little shows only little love.” Then Jesus said to the woman, “Your sins are forgiven.”
This is what the “Ah Ha” moment was for me...I've been like the Pharisee....So often I want to sit down with the Lord and chat...I've been neglecting my worship to my Lord. Many times I'd come out of a church service and say “wow, what great music” or “boy did the pastor ever preach a good sermon” Instead of saying, “Thank you Jesus for forgiving me of my sins!”
And it also made me think...”I don't take enough time to be with the Lord” I mean, everything is so scheduled...so prepared...so sterile...This woman in the story above didn't care who was in the room – she worshipped her Lord. She didn't care about crying, she didn't care about what people would think of her – she worshipped her Lord. It convicted me...I am so conscientious of who is around me, who is watching, who may say something, what the time is, where I have to be.... I'm like that Pharisee.
“A person who is forgiven little, shows only a little love” Jesus's words....not mine.
Forgive me Lord.
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