Yesterday a pastor in Portland died. He was well loved in
the community, was very popular and was known as a good speaker. He lived
comfortably with his wife and children. He will be missed.
At the back of his church was Lazarus, a homeless man,
often without a coat and eating from dumpsters. It used to be that the pastor
would walk by Lazarus every night, pray with him, and ask him when he was going
to quit drinking. But he never gave him food or allowed him to sleep inside the
church, because that would be "enabling."
It so happened that Lazarus also died yesterday. He was
taken to Jesus, who fed him well and cared for him. The pastor, however, was
taken to be punished. The pastor was allowed to see Lazarus and he prayed to
Jesus, "Lord, this punishment is severe! Couldn't Lazarus come over and
give me a little help?"
Jesus replied, "Unfortunately, it isn't allowed for
Lazarus to give you any more help than you offered him in his life. Justice
requires him to be comforted now and for you to be punished for your damnable apathy."
The pastor prayed again, "Lord, would you please
send Lazarus to my congregation! They need to know the truth!"
Jesus replied, "The one good thing you did, pastor,
is to give your congregation Bibles. They just need to read my words without
the blinders you set on them and they will see this truth clearly. That's the
only visitation from a Risen One they need."
Luke 16:19-31