The gospel reading last Sunday made me think how often people in the Bible seem to get their priorities perfectly wrong. The leader of the synagogue is angry that a rule (yes, maybe an important, foundational rule) has been broken, rather than amazed or relieved that a long-suffering person’s burden was eased. To me, many of Christ’s interactions with people result over and over in the understanding that they… we have ordered our society and ourselves backwards: that we miss the point every time. It can feel like the answer to “What would Jesus do?” is, simply, the opposite of whatever the world teaches us; even, the opposite of what we think is important, or good, or right.
Sometimes, this makes me despair.
What is wrong with us?
Why are we like this?
Why after more than 2,000 years of the Good News are we still like this?
But, Rev. Jen’s answer Sunday made me feel better: Time. Every moment is another chance to practice the topsy-turvy Heaven logic that puts the first last and the last first; that tells us to emulate the birds of the air and lilies of the field; that warns us, even, from trying to save our own lives, lest we lose them. How frightening. How freeing.
Christ’s reasoning does not come easily to us. And even when we do understand what is asked of us, there are so many reasons, internal and external, that we resist doing it. But, thank God, we have a chance to try again tomorrow. The time is always now.