“There was a rich man who dressed in purple garments and fine linen and dined sumptuously each day.
And lying at his door was a poor man named Lazarus,
covered with sores,
who would gladly have eaten his fill of the scraps that fell from the rich man’s table.
Dogs even used to come and lick his sores.
When the poor man died,
he was carried away by angels to the bosom of Abraham.
The rich man also died and was buried,
and from the netherworld,
where he was in torment,
he raised his eyes and saw Abraham far off
and Lazarus at his side.
And he cried out, ‘Father Abraham, have pity on me.
Send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue,
for I am suffering torment in these flames.’
‘My child, remember that you received what was good during your lifetime while Lazarus likewise received what was bad;
but now he is comforted here,whereas you are tormented.
Moreover, between us and you a great chasm is established to prevent anyone from crossing who might wish to go from our side to yours
or from your side to ours.’
He said, ‘Then I beg you, father, send him to my father’s house,
for I have five brothers, so that he may warn them, lest they too come to this place of torment.’
But Abraham replied, ‘They have Moses and the prophets.
Let them listen to them.’
He said, ‘Oh no, father Abraham, but if someone from the dead goes to them,
they will repent.’
Then Abraham said, ‘If they will not listen to Moses and the prophets,
neither will they be persuaded if someone should rise from the dead.’”
(Luke 16: 19 -31)
This morning I sit and reflect on this very gripping parable.
As I prepare for Easter and the fact that the Lord is risen,
I remember all that He sacrificed for me.
Have I heard it or felt it or do I ignore what lays before me like the rich man?
We have been left with the guidebook to life.
We are taught to love and give til you have nothing left.
Will it hurt? Yes.
Will it be easy? No.
Is it a daily chore? Yes.
It is easy to get swept into the house with flowing food and drink,
warmth and clothing,
clean water and more than enough stuff.
It is easy to turn my mind away from the hearts true calling,
to “forget” the real work by doing menial tasks.
There are people who God has put into my life for a reason.
I need to serve them and be as giving as Jesus would be.
I need to remember that everything here,
All of the “things” acquired
accumulate for nothing.
I die without them.
My time spent wiping my mouth,
should be spent feeding the hungry.
My time spent watching t.v. should be spent inviting someone in.
Clothing them and washing their feet.
It is hard to give up what is most treasured and yet we are asked to.
Not for suffering sake,
but to wean the heart of any wrong desires.
I need to watch my tongue and serve those I love.
My own desires should be put off.
I don’t need to satisfy selfish thoughts and wants.
Is there a beggar within me?
Able to take the scraps and cherish them?
Able to take the looks and scorn just because I love Jesus and will put myself last?
Able to not desire what is more than necessary, but just enough?
The rich man, while being tormented,
was asking Lazarus to serve him.
To dip his finger and cool his lips.
Am I that blind?
Can I see the wrongs and rights of what I say and think?
I can visualize this story.
I can see the whole situation,
but the question is which person reflects me?