Today’s reading is Luke 5:1-6:49.
In these posts, I often say something like, “I don’t know how many times I’ve read such and such and never seen this.” Well, today, I have to comment on something I’ve seen over and over again. This is something I’ve preached on, taught on, and used on my kids over and over again. But today it hit me in a practical way as if I was seeing it for the first time.
Luke 6:31-36 says:
And as you wish that others would do to you, do so to them. If you love those who love you, what benefit is that to you? For even sinners love those who love them. And if you do good to those who do good to you, what benefit is that to you? For even sinners do the same. And if you lend to those from whom you expect to receive, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners, to get back the same amount. But love your enemies, and do good, and lend, expecting nothing in return, and your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High, for he is kind to the ungrateful and the evil. Be merciful, even as your Father is merciful.
Oh, I’ve read this before. I’ve even written part of a book about the parallel passage in Matthew’s account of the Sermon on the Mount. But today, it hit me where it hurts–my family.
I usually think about the extremes with this passage. I wonder if a person murdered my child could I love them. I try to say I will because God loved me even though my sins killed His Son. If someone stole my job or robbed my house, would I follow this passage? I say it would be difficult but I’ll try to bear up under it because I know that is the right answer. I feel for those who have actually had to face these things. Who knows, perhaps some day I may be tested on these.
But today, I thought about the issues I really do face. Let me give you just one example in just one relationship. Sadly, I can assure you this is not an isolated case.
I love my wife. She is wonderful. If you want me to name off the great blessings she is to me, I can do it easily. I often try to list the things I’m grateful for and just beneath “forgiveness in Jesus,” Marita always tops the list. But my family is no different from yours. Neither Marita nor I are perfect. We both sin, we both make mistakes, we both irritate each other. When Marita does things that bug the daylights out of me, this passage says something about how I should respond.
Here’s the typical Sunday morning. I like to leave at 8:00 so we can be at the assembly place 30 minutes early. I have things I need to get in order and then need to meet and greet folks as they arrive. Now, Marita, bless her heart (I’m allowed to say whatever I want about her now), doesn’t have a real grasp of time. I don’t care how much time she has to get ready, it will take her 10 to 15 minutes longer. Need to be ready in 10 minutes? She’ll be ready in 20. Need to be ready in 20? She’ll be ready in 30. Does she have a whole hour to get ready? She’ll be ready in an hour and a quarter. (By the way, all you women getting ready to jump to her defense talking about how she gets the kids ready–don’t go there. That is just not true in our house. The kids who need help getting ready are helped by me.) So, at 8:10, we are all sitting in the car, waiting for Marita. How do I act? It is not pretty.
I get hot under the collar. I make plans to just pull out of the driveway without her and then give her a tongue lashing when she acts upset about it. When she finally gets in the car, I give her dirty looks. I give her lectures. I’ve even developed a name for her that the whole family can call her–Pokemom. I’ll make sideways jabs to show my displeasure. I might bring up some other thing that bugs me. I’ll try to push her buttons so we can get a fight going and I can feel justified in really letting her have it. I’ll start behaving self-righteously as if I’m perfect because I was in the car first and waiting for her. Or maybe I’ll just give her the cold shoulder, isolating within myself and disconnecting with her because I want to punish her.
In short, I start treating her like she’s the enemy instead of the woman I’ve vowed to love, nourish, and cherish for as long as I live. Sure, I might be able to say, “Well, if she loved me, she would respect my desire to leave early.” I might say, “She’s supposed to do good to me all the days of her life (Proverbs 31:12). She should be out here when I need her out here.” I’m good at throwing Bible verses at her shortcomings. I’m sure if I tried hard enough, I could even make it look like she’s sinning by not being in the car when I want her to be. Then I can really blast her. But all this misses Jesus’ point, doesn’t it?
Even if all the above were true, I’m supposed to love her and do good to her. I’m not supposed to shame her, berate her, belittle her, prompt the children to disrespect her, provoke her, humiliate her, or punish her. I’m supposed to treat her the way I want to be treated when I’m not perfect. But I rarely do.
Wow! If I’m not following Jesus’ advice with the person I’ve vowed to love, what makes me think I’ll follow it if someone really and truly did something really bad to me?
Just another reminder that I’m not as all that as I like to think.
***Question: When was a time you saw someone actually live this teaching, loving others even when they weren’t loved in return?
Keep the faith and keep reading,
ELC