I want to pose some questions to you all today that were posed to me at church this morning. We were reading the story of Jesus at the banquet in Luke 14. Now in this passage, those slimy Pharisees are trying to trick Jesus into doing something bad. Again. And not only does he outwit them (again), he then starts pushing all their buttons, trying to get at the heart of their actions. And he gets onto the topic of status, saying:
"When someone invites you to a wedding feast, do not take the place of honor, for a person more distinguished than you may have been invited. If so, the host who invited both of you will come and say to you, 'Give this man your seat.' Then, humiliated, you will have to take the least important place. But when you are invited, take the lowest place, so that when your host comes, he will say to you, 'Friend, move up to a better place.' Then you will be honored in the presence of all your fellow guests. For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted" (vv. 8-11)I don't know about y'all, "humbling myself" has always made me feel self-righteous, and it just occurred to me today that that cannot possibly be what Jesus wants from us. He's going for two things here:
- This whole scene is very rat-race-ish to me. There's a lot of jostling and fighting for position, for status. Everyone wants to best seat in the house - the seat of honor. And while that is a foreign concept to our society, don't we all do this? We are all seeking approval, acclaim and honor for something from somewhere, and the fight we are in to get to the top is killing us. It's not helping us at all. It's just making the whole thing feel worthless, and we're getting burnt out.
- He's not asking us to "take the high road" or "be the bigger man." When Jesus tells you to humble yourself, he's telling you you've gotten too big for your britches. Later in the same chapter, he says, "When you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind" (v. 13), and then he tells a story about a man who was hosting a banquet and how the people who were invited to the party all made excuses as to why they couldn't come, and how the master of the house then invited all the infirm and derelicts off the street instead, and the people with the stupid excuses were off tending to their stupid excuses instead of eating roomfuls of delicious food.
And what he's saying is that his parties are full of the poor, the crippled, the lame and the blind. Some of us just haven't realized yet that we fall into those categories. We're still trying to do it all on our own without any help, and in that case, of course we're too busy to make it to the party. That's a lot of hard work!
Our problem is that we have a million excuses as to why we're not broken. "Look God," we say, "I just got this new job! See? I'm doing fine. I don't need you to feed me. Plus, I'm too busy working to buy my own food. Please excuse me from your bounty." Or perhaps our relationships get in the way: "Oh, sorry God. I just got married, so clearly I'm doing great. And I'm far too overwhelmed trying to keep my spouse's approval to be available for your little get-together. Please excuse me from your community."
But if we would stop making excuses to get out of God's presence and provision, if we could own our inability to do it all ourselves, then we could feast at the banquet and be personally ushered by Jesus to a place of honor.
So my questions are as follows:
- How/Where am I jostling for position? How do I stop?
- What does this look like practically?
- How can I humble myself, trust solely in Jesus for my worth and honor, yet still work hard and apply myself, using the gifts He has given me to do the work He has for me to do?
- What excuses am I making up for not doing these things?
