Attractive
“And everywhere he went the
people brought the sick to the marketplaces. They begged him to let them touch
just the edge of his coat, and all who touched it were healed.” Mark
6:56
I hope I never lose the
wonder of the attractiveness of Jesus. He was always available, always approachable.
And, those who were attracted to Him were often those on the “outside” of the acceptable
society. Wherever He went people brought others to Him, laying their sick
friends at His feet, knowing they would not be rejected.
It’s not that Jesus
enjoyed crowds themselves. In fact, Jesus seems to avoid them most of the time,
and never brags about them in the least. The gospel writers mentioned that
Jesus fed several thousand with only a few fish and loaves of bread, but this
was only to emphasize the greatness of the miracle. Jesus was always looking at
people, not masses.
More than once, after
healing someone, He would command them to keep quiet and tell no one about what
He had done. That is a strange strategy if you want to be a famous religious
leader, right? Jesus didn’t care about being “famous”, He cared about His
Father’s mission. If people came crowding to because they thought He was going
to take down Rome, they would be sorely disappointed. Or, they would be
disappointed in His methods, to be sure.
Jesus did not whip crowds
into a frenzy of excitement. He did not use the crowds to assess His own
success. The crowds came to Him. He was the attraction, the lodestone that drew
people with every sort of need to Him.
My favorite minister,
J.R. Cissna, built a church of over 1,000 people in Tulsa, Okla and served there
over 26 until the mid-1970s. But, when I knew him, he was the happy and content
pastor of a congregation of under 200. He had been the target of a church “coup”
when an assistant pastor, encouraged by a few folks, took over the Tulsa
church. Cissna told me the story during the three years I served as his
assistant in the smaller church. But he never blamed the young man and never
longed for the “larger” congregation. All he ever did was love the people God
gave to him; and I was one of them.
We kept up a phone
relationship until he died in 2004. One of the last times we talked He said to
me, “Mark, you’ll never guess where I am ministering now.” His voice was always
full of laughter. “Sulphur, Oklahoma. The church has dwindled to eight people.
But we’re working on it!” He was 86 years old and breathing life into a once
thriving small-town church. And he did it the same way he always had: he loved
the people God gave to him.
I think J.R. knew
something about the attractiveness of Jesus. You see, when Jesus healed people,
He didn’t give them a lecture, He didn’t ask if they deserved it, He didn’t ask
if they were Roman or Jewish, poor or rich. Always, Jesus simply saw the need.
I hope the American
Church can rediscover the attractiveness of Jesus. When we hear of thousands of
high school kids walking out of their classes in response to the Parkland, Fla
school shooting, will we give them a listening ear? Will we be like Jesus and
allow them to bring their hurt to us, His church, who represent His healing,
love and protection?
When men and women march
because they feel their concerns about racism, equal pay, domestic violence,
poverty or sexual harassment are not being heard, how will we, as
representatives of Jesus respond? Will we learn to hear their stories? Will we
learn to be just as attractive as Jesus to those who have been hurt?
People ran all over the
countryside to find Jesus wherever He was. They did not hold back. They knew
that they could even touch His garment, that they could literally beg for His
attention and not be rejected.
Let us make our homes
places where people are welcomed. Let our speech be seasoned with grace at all
times. Let us find friends among the loneliest, the least likely, the ones who
are begging to be heard. Let us be attractive. And, once people know they can
be heard, we will probably see many also healed.
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