Our Next Chapter:  The Doctor Is In

Luke 5:12-32

 

 

We’re starting a new chapter, going through a transition.  I believe that in 3 years or so, we’ll look back at this time and say, though it wasn’t easy or comfortable, we took the right steps and we’re in a much better place (with Christian Education, family life, counseling, etc.).  Please visit our website for further details.

If you’re new/visiting, this month of September is a way of getting to know where Renewal is heading.

 

[John Applegate: Counseling Ministry]

 

I’ve noticed an oscillation (lessened over the years).  Sometimes I feel like, “I’m a fairly well adjusted adult, emotionally and mentally healthy.”  And then there are times when I’ve felt, “What’s wrong with me?  Why these insecurities and fears?”  I used to have a staff sister who had a degree in Biblical counseling, and I used to say she was my therapist.

Over the years I’ve noticed it’s not just me, we all have issues.  We all have childhood or family issues, we have deep insecurities and fears, we have unbiblical and distorted view of ourselves, we have unhealthy driving desires.  We have a history of broken relationships, or tendencies toward anxiety or depression.  We have significant dysfunctionalities.  Some of us have gone through times of loneliness, grief, serious marital conflicts, etc.

Even some of us here who look like we have it all together, we find inner brokenness. 

Others of us, we’re still too young, and we haven’t been in those difficult circumstances that reveal some of these deeper issues. 

Or we’re not self-aware: something doesn’t seem completely right, but we haven’t explored or come to an understanding of what’s gone wrong inside.

 

“It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick.  I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.”

I’d like to use this as a lens as we take a look at this slightly broader passage.

 

 

(vv. 12-13) This leper begs Jesus, “Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean.”

Jesus reaches out and touches the man, “I am willing.  Be clean.”

He speaks with authority: Be clean, and immediately the man is cured.  This leper also recognized Jesus’ authority, “You can heal me.”  In the next story, Jesus also has authority to forgive sin.  We’ve looked at this authority theme a month ago, so I won’t develop again here.

He responds with compassion:  “Yes, I’m willing.”  In Mark’s account of this incident (Mk 1:41) we read, “Filled with compassion, Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man.”

“Unclean” people were to stay outside the community.  You weren’t allowed to touch someone unclean because you’d become unclean too.  This man has been alone and untouched for probably for many years.  In Scripture some times you see that people were greeted with a kiss.  This man was never kissed, never hugged, never touched.  In fact, this is the man people ran away from.  Jesus doesn’t just say, “Be clean.”  He first touches the man.  Jesus didn’t just see the leprosy, He saw the person.  There’s a personalized care.

 

This healing is one of many healings we read about in Gospels.  Jesus is always caring for the poor, weak, outcast: blind beggars, lame beggars, the demon-possessed, Gentiles, and the “untouchables.” 

 

Jesus came for the sick, the weak, the outcast, the suffering.  He had compassion on people.

In Jesus’ first sermon, he stood up in a synagogue and read Isaiah 61

18 “The Spirit of the Lord is on me, because he has anointed me

to preach good news to the poor.

He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners

and recovery of sight for the blind, to release the oppressed,

19 to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.” (Lk 4:18-19)

Then he said, this Scripture is fulfilled in your hearing.  I am the anointed one here to bring good news, and freedom.

When John the Baptist was in prison, he sent a messenger to confirm whether Jesus was in fact the Messiah.

So he replied to the messengers, “Go back and report to John what you have seen and heard: The blind receive sight, the lame walk, those who have leprosy are cured, the deaf hear, the dead are raised, and the good news is preached to the poor.”  (Lk 7:22)

 

Isaiah’s prophecy is being fulfilled.  I am the Messiah.

And this is what the Messiah does: he heals, he cures, he restores.  He is a healer, restorer. 

The Doctor is In.

 

 

(17-26) As powerful and dramatic as Jesus’ healing ministry was, we’d point out that this was not his main ministry.

We get very concerned about physical/medical problems (someone develops cancer or gets injured in a car accident or is hospitalized), and these can be tragic. 

But Jesus sees a different priority, a different focus.  Jesus came to solve the sin problem.  His concern is primarily with our souls, not our bodies.  Jesus advises don’t worry about what people do with your body, worry about what is happening to your soul.

 

Some friends carry a paralytic on a mat to where Jesus was, but they couldn’t get to Jesus because of the crowds.  So, they get on the roof and lower him in.  Jesus says, “Friend your sins are forgiven.”

Well, the religious leaders get really offended.  Who does he think he is, what makes Jesus think he has the right to forgive sins?  Only God can forgive sins.

Jesus knows what they’re thinking and says, Don’t get so bent out of shape.  I can say, “Your sins are forgiven” or “Get up and walk.”  But that you may know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins . . . get up, take your mat and go home.”

The physical miracle was to confirm the spiritual miracle.  People were given a visible miracle so they could believe the invisible miracle.  Jesus has authority to forgive sins, and that was the main miracle of the story. 

 

Simon Wiesenthal, The Sunflower, recounts how in 1944 he was a young Polish prisoner of the Nazis.  He had seen his grandmother shot in his own home, his mother crammed into a freight car.  Altogether 89 of his Jewish relatives would die.  He was called from his prison detail to the bedside of a Nazi officer.  The officer began to make his confession, including how they had once rounded up 300 Jews, herded them into a house, doused it with gasoline, and fired grenades at it.  Anyone who tried to escape were shot by the soldiers who surrounded the house.

The officer pleaded, “I am left here with my guilt . . . I know that what I have told you is terrible.  In the long nights while I have been waiting for death, time and time again I have longed to talk about it to a Jew and beg forgiveness from him. . . I know what I am asking is almost too much for you, but without your answer I cannot die in peace.”

 

Wiesenthal just stood their in his prison uniform, marked with the yellow Star of David.  He wrote, “At last I made up my mind, and without a word I left the room.”

Wiesenthal didn’t have the will to forgive.  And to be honest, even if he did have the will, he didn’t have the authority.  Was Wiesenthal authorized to pardon this man from all the crimes and bloodshed against his people?  (Yancey, Amazing Grace, 110)

 

You see, these Jewish leaders were right.  Ultimately, neither Wiesenthal nor any human can forgive sin.  We don’t have that kind of authority, we are not the judges of earth.  But Jesus is.  He has that authority, and if He declares you forgiven, you are forgiven.

 

If you know you’ve made mistakes, bad choices, gone down some bad roads,

If you’ve taken things that were not yours

If you have horrible secrets hidden in your closet, deep regrets that darken your sky,

If you know you’ve hurt some people, deeply hurt, intentionally hurt them,

If you’ve harbored bitterness and hatred in your heart

And the guilt weighs on you, your sky is always cloudy

Jesus says, I have authority to forgive sins.

 

This man didn’t do anything to deserve forgiveness.  There’s nothing to suggest this man did lots of good deeds or was a religious man.  In fact, the whole thrust of the passage is not to emphasis anything of the man’s worthiness but to emphasize Jesus’ authority and compassion.  There is healing, not because of something in us but because of something in Him.  Christians aren’t better people, more deserving people.  We believe we’ve found a powerful and compassionate Healer.

 

27-32

We come to the more immediate passage

Jesus calls Levi, tax collector, he came for “not healthy but the sick”

Romans would get people to collect a certain amount of tax from their own people and give it to Caesar.  But these tax collectors were allowed to collect more than required and keep the difference for themselves.  They were they traitors to their people, collaborators with the oppressors, extortionists who grew filthy rich.  It may be difficult for us to understand how loathed tax collectors were.

Despised: For those with Korean parents, these were collaborators with the Japanese when they occupied Korea who grew rich off of the backs of their own countrymen.

Immoral: Maybe we can compare them to corrupt politicians who sacrifice the good of their constituents to serve themselves, to corporate executives who plunder their own employees, to Americans who sell secrets to terrorists and jeopardize thousands of lives.

They were so despised by other Jews that they were excluded from Temple gatherings or synagogues.  Their money was considered tainted and would defile anyone who took it.  They were people without morals, scruples.  They were classified with prostitutes and thieves and had a reputation for living lawless and promiscuous lives.  They were debauched, debase, unscrupulous, nefarious scum.  We’d put them with child molesters, rapists, drug dealers, murderers, and terrorists.  They were utterly loathed by their people and unquestioningly considered condemned by God.

These are people you don’t want as your neighbors, people who keep your kids away from, people who, quite honestly, we’d probably never talk to.

 

Edward J. (Joseph) Wedelstedt claimed to be the largest distributor of pornography in the US.  He had multiple businesses, a Lear jet, and millions in assets.  He’s been in federal prisons before and in November, 2005, pled guilty for “interstate transportation of obscenity” and tax evasion.

Jesus is looking for 12 men to be his disciples, and he passes P. Young, passes P. Dwight, passes me, but chooses Mr. Wedelstedt.

 

So it’s understandable when the religious leaders react as they do as Jesus is going to a party with Levi and all his tax collector friends.  I’m not sure how it was like, but I’m sure their regular parties had plenty of drugs, girls from the strip clubs, gambling tables.

And so they ask the disciples, “Why does your Rabbi hang around these kinds of people?!”

 

Jesus’ reply: “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick.  I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.”

 

 

1.   Jesus came for the sick.

His whole ministry was for hurting, lost, messed up, broken people.

He’s the doctor, and he came for the sick.  He didn’t come for healthy, righteous people, but broken and sinful people.

This incident with Levi not an exception.  Jesus had lots of these kinds of friends.  A few chapters later (Lk 15) we see Jesus and a crowd of tax collectors and “sinners.”  Again, the religious leaders were aghast and muttered, “This man welcomes and fellowships with sinners!”

The Doctor is In.  And now there is hope, there is healing.

 

2.   We’re all sick.

The humbling part of the gospel is that you have to acknowledge that you’re sick, that you need a doctor.

When Jesus says he didn’t come for the healthy or the righteous, we need to be careful how we understand this.  It is not that in the world there are healthy/righteous people and sick/sinful people, and Jesus came for the sick/sinful.  No, the Bible makes it clear that we’re all sinful and sick.  We’re all broken inside and out.

Jesus was speaking to the religious leaders who thought they were healthy and righteous.  They were quite confident that they were good people, they were acceptable to God.

The irony in the gospel is that the people in the most danger are the “good” people.  Throughout Jesus’ ministry the ones who are condemned are the religious people, the guys who prayed and read their Bibles.  And all the “bad” people, Jesus loved them and they loved Jesus.

The truth of the matter is that these religious leaders, these “good” people, they need a doctor too.  They were filled with self-centeredness, self-righteousness, they lacked love, were hypocritical, they sought the applause of men.

Jesus tells another story in Luke 18 about a religious leader and a tax collector who went to the temple to pray.  The religious leader was praying about himself, “God, I thank you that I’m not like other men—robbers, evil doers, adulterers—or even like this tax collector.”  He thought he was pretty good.

But the tax collector was sitting in the back, beating his breast, “God have mercy on me a sinner.”  And Jesus says, it was the tax collector who went home right with God.

 

The key to the gospel is understanding, I’m sick too.  I stand in line along side the tax collector, porn king, child molester.  I am sick, I need the doctor too.

 

The church is not divided into the strong healers and the weak patients.  The church is made up 100% of sinners.  In the kingdom of God, there are only two categories: there’s God, and there are sinners saved by grace.  There’s no place for self-righteousness or looking down on others.  We’re all sick and sinful people, we all need the Doctor.

 

3.   Churches were meant for the sick. 

It’s okay to be “broken” (Family Life: all marriages have their problems; it’s okay; be transparent; don’t hide so much)

Everything may look nice and clean on the outside, but we have people in our church who’ve been depressed, bi-polar, anorexic, grieving-stricken, been in counseling, struggle with pornography and would visit strip clubs, been raped, divorced, had abortions.  Some of these have been leaders in our church.

 What hospitals are to the body, the church is to be for the soul.  This is a place for broken people.  There’s no need to be ashamed about being broken here.

 

There are many doctors in the Church.

The analogy does break down.  In one sense, there is only one Doctor, His name is Jesus.

But in another sense, in this hospital, there isn’t a small staff of doctors to care for all the sick.  Rather, the church is a place where it’s people are both the patients and the doctors.  Priesthood of all Believers.  In Christ, you are a Minister, a Priest, you can be, in fact, we believe you are called to be Spiritual Doctors for one another

The counseling ministry doesn’t plan to counsel everyone’s problems, though of course they will do some of that.  Rather, it is their desire to help train us so that the Body of Christ could more effectively minister to one another.

To remind us of the announcement from last week: please consider signing up for classes.  Saturday class: how people change, helping people change, are designed at applying the gospel to the deeper issues and sins of our heart, and helping us help one another.

 

 

I’ve used this illustration a couple years ago, but it captures the message well, so permit me to share it again.

 

Tony Campolo has to fly to Hawaii to speak at a conference.  He checks in at his hotel and tries to get some sleep.  Unfortunately, at 3 am, his internal clock says its 9 am.  The night is dark, the streets are silent, the world is calm, but Tony Campolo is wide awake, and his stomach is growling.

        He gets up and wanders out into the quiet streets, looking for a place to get some breakfast.  Everything is closed, except for a greasy dive in a narrow alley.  The place reeks with dirt and grunge.  Tony’s even afraid to touch the menu.

        The guy behind the counter says ‘What d’you want?’ Somehow Tony isn’t so hungry any more. He sees a stack of doughnuts under a plastic cover.  ‘I’ll have a doughnut and coffee,’ he says. That ought to be safe.

        Then the door swings open.  In walk eight or nine prostitutes, just finished with a night’s work.  The place is small, and they all walk up to the counter.  Suddenly Tony is surrounded by loud-talking prostitutes, smoking and swearing.  He gulps at his coffee, hurrying to get away.

        The woman next to him turns to her friend and says, ‘You know what?  Tomorrow’s my birthday! I’m going to be 39. . .’

        Her ‘friend’ gets real nasty. ‘So, what do you want d’ya want from me?’ she sneers, ‘A birthday party? Ya want me to get you a cake that says Happy Birthday on it?’

        The first woman says, ‘Aw, come on! Why do you have to be so mean?  I was just tellin’ you, that’s all.  Why do ya have to put me down? I don’t want anything from you.  I mean, why should you give me a birthday party?  I’ve never had a birthday party in my whole life.  Why should I have one now?’

        Tony gets to thinking.  He stays till the women have left.  Then he says to the fellow behind the counter, ‘Do they come in here every night?’

        ‘Yep,’ says the man.

        Tony says, ‘The one who was sitting here - does she come here every night?’

        ‘Sure,’ says the man. ‘That’s Agnes.  She’s been coming here for years. 

        ‘Well,’ says Tony, ‘She just said it was her birthday tomorrow.  What do you think?  You think you and I could maybe throw her a birthday party right here tomorrow night?’

        The man gets a cute smile on his chubby cheeks.  ‘That’s great!’ he says.  ‘That’s great!’

        He turns around to the window into the kitchen, and shouts to his wife, who’s doing the cooking:  ‘Hey, Come out here! This guy’s got a great idea.  Tomorrow’s Agnes’ birthday.  Wants us to go in with him and throw a party for her right here tomorrow night.

        His wife comes out from the back.  “That’s wonderful!’  she says, ‘You know, Agnes is really a nice person.  She’s always trying to help other people.  And nobody ever does anything nice for her!’

So they make their plans.  Tony says he’ll get a cake and decorations and be back at 2:30 the next morning.  But the man in the greasy apron, whose name turns out to be Harry, insists he’ll make the cake.

        At 2:30 the next morning, Tony’s back.  He’s brings some crepe paper decorations and a large poster that says:  Happy Birthday, Agnes.  By 3 o’clock, the diner’s looking pretty good.  By 3:15 it’s crowded with wall-to-wall prostitutes.  Harry’s wife got the word out on the streets and it seems as if every prostitute in Honolulu was there!

        At 3:30 the door swings open, and in walks Agnes and her friend.  Tony has everyone ready.  They all shout, ‘Happy Birthday, Agnes!’  And she’s flabbergasted!  Her mouth drops open; her legs wobble; she puts her hands to her head and almost falls over, stunned.  Her friend grabs her by the arm and leads her to the corner, where the birthday cake awaits.  The room is exploding with a chorus of Happy Birthday to you.

        Now she’s crying.  She sees the cake with all the candles, and Harry, who’s not used to seeing a prostitute cry, says rather gruffly, ‘Blow out the candles, Agnes.  If you don’t blow ‘em out, I’ll have to do it!’

        So Agnes composes herself, and she blows them out.  Everyone cheers.

        ‘Cut the cake, Agnes! Cut the cake!’

        But Agnes looks down at the cake and, without taking her eyes off it, says to Harry, ‘Look, Harry, would it be alright with you, if I ... I mean, is it okay if I ... do you think it’d be okay if I just kept the cake for a little while?  Is it alright with you if we don’t eat it right away?’

        Harry doesn’t know what to say.  He just shrugs and says, ‘Sure, if that’s what you want to do.  Keep the cake.  Take it home, if you want to!’

        Agnes turns to Tony.  She says, ‘Is it okay?  I live just down the street.  Can I take the cake home for a minute?  I’ll be right back!  Honest!’

        Agnes picks up the cake like it was the Holy Grail.  Slowly she marches through the room with it high in front of her for everyone to see.  She carried her treasure out the door, and everyone in the room watches in stunned silence.  And when she’s gone, nobody seems to know what to do.  So Tony gets up on a chair and says, ‘What do you say we pray?’

        And there they are, in a hole-in-the-wall greasy spoon, all the prostitutes of Honolulu’s streets, at 3:30 am, and Tony prays for Agnes, for her life, her health, her soul, her relationship with God.

        When he’s finished praying, Harry leans over the counter, ‘Hey!’, he says, ‘You never told me you was a preacher!  What kind of church do you belong to anyway?’

        Tony says, ‘I belong to a church that throws birthday parties for prostitutes at 3:30 in the morning!’

        Harry thinks about that for a minute.  Then he says, “No, you don’t!  There ain’t no church like that!  If there was, I’d join it!  Yessir!  I’d join a church like that!’

 

I’d join a church like that.  Harry would have really liked Jesus.

Renewal, we are to be a place for sinners.  We’re to realize that Jesus came for the sick, and that’s good news for us (who know we’re sick) and for our broken world.