¹³ Then Jesus went out to the lakeshore again and taught the crowds that were coming to him. ¹⁴ As he walked along, he saw Levi son of Alphaeus sitting at his tax collector’s booth. “Follow me and be my disciple,” Jesus said to him. So Levi got up and followed him.

¹⁵ Later, Levi invited Jesus and his disciples to his home as dinner guests, along with many tax collectors and other disreputable sinners. (There were many people of this kind among Jesus’ followers.) ¹⁶ But when the teachers of religious law who were Pharisees saw him eating with tax collectors and other sinners, they asked his disciples, “Why does he eat with such scum?”

¹⁷ When Jesus heard this, he told them, “Healthy people don’t need a doctor—sick people do. I have come to call not those who think they are righteous, but those who know they are sinners.”

Mark 2:13-17

Dear God, what struck me this morning was the rules the Pharisees had set up over the years of what appropriate and inappropriate behavior was. And while I can see a reason to be careful of who you hang out with, when it becomes an absolute rule with no exceptions it becomes a form of idol.

I was thinking some yesterday about how some Christians (okay, just about all of us as Christians) set up rules within our churches that are the litmus test as to whether we are living the Christian life correctly. Maybe the church a person goes to has rules about special observance or abstaining from certain activities, or whatever. I spent over an hour talking to a godly man whom I really respect as a person and as a Christian. A lot of our talk was about current politics and national/international happenings and policy. We disagreed on a few things and agreed on many more. The beauty of it was that neither of us made it a condition of friendship that we completely agree on everything. We could disagree. We could see the issues through the other’s perspective. And none of it related to an evaluation of our faith or relationships with you. We both knew the other is your loving child. It’s just a complicated world, and there are no easy answers sometimes. I wonder what it would have looked like if, in this story, the Pharisees had said, “Jesus, help me understand why you’re hanging out with these people because I’m confused.” Then Jesus could have explained, and if they truly wanted to understand what Jesus was doing, maybe they would have not only accepted his explanation, but also started to do the same thing themselves.

Father, give me an open mind to hear your voice. Help me to hear you speak through my Christian friends, through my non-Christian friends, and through any other sources you want to use to speak to me. Give me love for you and for all. Give me a sense of your love for me, your grace for me, and then your grace for others. I do not have this all figured out. I don’t know the answers. I don’t need to know the answers. I just need to love. Help me to love.

I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,

Amen