Showing posts with label tax collector. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tax collector. Show all posts

Sunday, October 22, 2023

The tax collector


After Luke 19:1-10
 

Is there any man

more hated or despised

than the tax collector?

This one, with joy

in his heart, is so excited

to see him that he climbs

 a tree, the crowds are

so great. The tax collector’s

joy doubles when he calls

to him, telling him he’s

coming to his house.

The righteous ones 

grumble; to stay and

dine with sinners is

beyond reprehensible.

The man smiles; he

knows who has gained

salvation this day.

 

Photograph by Hunters Race at Unsplash Used with permission.


Some Sunday Readings

 

The Last Word in the Book of Ruth – Mitch Chase at Biblical Theology.

 

When You Feel Like a Failure – Barbara at Stray Thoughts.

 

Art Proves We’re More Than Dust in the Wind – Terry Glaspey at The Gospel Coalition.

 

The Dangers of Alone: Five Questions for Single Men – Marshall Segal at Desiring God.

Friday, May 24, 2019

A tale of two men


After Luke 18:9-14

Two men in the temple
to pray:
one a Pharisee,
one a tax collector;
one of the most admired class,
one of the most despised class;
one standing apart,
one just standing;
one thankful for his sinlessness,
one broken in self-recognition;
one proud in his separation
   from extortion, injustice, adultery,
one broken in self-understanding
   his heart pierced by self-awareness;
one seeking praise for his behavior,
one too ashamed to look up;
one condemned,
one justified.

Photograph by Caleb Betts via Unsplash. Used with permission.

Sunday, March 27, 2016

The tax collector


After Matthew 9:9-13

He sits, the scroll in front,
making his marks, adjusting
as necessary and anticipated,
as each one in the line comes
forward, each ready to argue
and ultimately be extorted,
as necessary and anticipated,
for this is how it is done
under a rule of iron. He feels
and disregards the hot wind
of their hatred, until the one
who has nothing but his word
stands before him, face masked
by the sun behind him. A hand
is extended; a voice says follow
me, and he stands from his scroll
and follows, not knowing
how to face love.


Photograph via Free Bible Images.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Two walls


After Matthew 9:9-13

Two walls: one clean,
one not; one white,
one with dirt, streaks.
One sturdy, intact;
one crumbling.
The mason considers
both, considers
which to leave alone,
which to touch and heal.


Photograph by Lynn Greyling via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.