“This is the day that the LORD has made.
We will be glad and rejoice in it.” (Psalm 118:24)
Happinessisnowhere.
The story is told of a businessman who was driving between cities on a business call out in Arizona. He had car trouble. The engine was running really rough. However, he was able to cripple into a little town that had one garage. As the mechanic was trying to diagnose and cure his car’s illness, the businessman fell into a conversation with a thirty-something-looking Native American who was sitting whitling under the only shade tree in the area.
The businessman was a pretty keen judge of human beings. He very quickly realized that the Indian was very, very smart. Yet, there he sat in very old and disheveled clothes whittling on a piece of wood.
“You know,” said the businessman, “You strike me as a very intelligent and well-spoken man.”
The Indian nodded his thanks for the kind words.
The businessman continued, “I think you could really go places.”
The Indian smiled and said, “Oh?” in a way that invited a fuller explanation.
And now, the high-powered businessman began to get excited and wax eloquent. “You could go to work for me. I could start you off at a pretty good rate. I think you would move up the ladder in no time at all.”
“Yes, and then what?” replied the Indian.
The businessman was a bit puzzled. He hadn’t really thought very much about what happened after you had climbed the ladder. He was too busy climbing the ladder to think of much else. He paused, and a thoughtful frown furrowed his head. “Well, you would make a lot of money. You’d have a lot of nice stuff and invest some of your money in stocks and bonds and have a nice retirement.”
“And then?” the Indian asked.
The businessman looked out across the desert that stretched way beyond the lone shade tree. He felt more than a little lost in the conversation. He was in very uncharted territory.
“Well,” he finally said, “Then you could retire comfortably and be happy.”
At this point, the Indian broke into a broad smile and said, “But I’m happy right now, whittling and talking with you.”
I have no idea about the factuality of this story, but I have no doubt at all about the truth of it. And the truth of it is this: Happiness is here and now, or it is nowhere at all. Perhaps the verse that led off this post is part of a psalm that was written for a special festival day. But in reality, it works for any day.
The line that follows the verse from Psalm 118 contains the following jumble of letters: Happinessisnowhere. Obviously, this is a misprint. Actually, it is an intentional misprint. It can be read in two very different ways.
Happiness is nowhere.
Happiness is now here.
You choose!
“A Sinful Woman Forgiven
Luke 7:36 One of the Pharisees asked him to eat with him, and he went into the Pharisee’s house and reclined at table. 37 And behold, a woman of the city, who was a sinner, when she learned that he was reclining at table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster flask of ointment, 38 and standing behind him at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears and wiped them with the hair of her head and kissed his feet and anointed them with the ointment. 39 Now when the Pharisee who had invited him saw this, he said to himself, “If this man were a prophet, he would have known who and what sort of woman this is who is touching him, for she is a sinner.” 40 And Jesus answering said to him, “Simon, I have something to say to you.” And he answered, “Say it, Teacher.”
Luke 7:41 “A certain moneylender had two debtors. One owed five hundred denarii, and the other fifty. 42 When they could not pay, he cancelled the debt of both. Now which of them will love him more?” 43 Simon answered, “The one, I suppose, for whom he cancelled the larger debt.” And he said to him, “You have judged rightly.” 44 Then turning toward the woman he said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I entered your house; you gave me no water for my feet, but she has wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair. 45 You gave me no kiss, but from the time I came in she has not ceased to kiss my feet. 46 You did not anoint my head with oil, but she has anointed my feet with ointment. 47 Therefore I tell you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven—for she loved much. But he who is forgiven little, loves little.” 48 And he said to her, “Your sins are forgiven.” 49 Then those who were at table with him began to say among themselves, “Who is this, who even forgives sins?” 50 And he said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace.” (English Standard Version)
During Jesus’ time—as well as both before and after Jesus’ time—banquets were often occasions for moral instruction. There is most certainly moral instruction in this story about a Pharisee who invited Jesus to dinner and a sinful woman who invited herself! Yes. Moral instruction and then some.
But first, some background information might be helpful. In those days, people reclined on benches around low tables to eat. Thus, one diner’s feet were near neighbors to someone else’s olfactory organs. Streets were not paved or kept clean during ancient times. Thus, washing a guests feet before they reclined to eat was very important. However, Jesus’ host had not seen to this important detail.
Another interesting factoid to consider is this: Even uninvited guests could come and stand around the courtyard wall to listen to a teacher’s instruction. They were supposed to be quiet and not make a scene.
Now I can’t prove what I am about to say, but here are some thoughts that may be more imaginative than convincing. They are reasonable suspicions, nothing more. I will phrase them mostly using a question format.
Had the woman had contact with Jesus before this? Had she poured out her sinful lifestyle to him? Had Jesus already assured her that God still loved and accepted her? Or had she just heard that Jesus was a friend to sinners. (He certainly had that reputation.)
Did she notice that Jesus’ feet were dirty and decide to do something about that? Did she mean to start crying, or did her tears blindside her? Did she undo her hair and use it as towel because she simply didn’t have a towel with her? Did she bring the perfume with her for the express purpose of anointing Jesus’ feet, or was that a spontaneous response to the One she loved?
There is so much we don’t know about this woman and her action. We do know this much: Jesus treated her with kindness, respect, and appreciation. Indeed, Jesus pronounced her forgiven. I suspect that Jesus longs to treat us all in the same manner.
“Luke 20:3 He [Jesus] answered them, “I also will ask you a question.” (English Standard Version)
We all would like to have our questions answered. However, as I get older, I tend to question my answers a lot more often than I used to. You probably have questions about the preceding sentence. Let me anticipate your questions by giving you some non-answers.
I am teaching an online biblical studies course right now on how to interpret the Bible. The technical term for the art of interpretation is ‘hermeneutics’. One of the brilliant things that this biblical hermeneutics course does is that it asks students to ask questions of the passage from the Bible that they have chosen to study and explain. They are not initially to make statements.
No, I did not craft the course, so I can’t take credit for this approach. And I admit that at first, I was a bit skeptical about encouraging students’ questions. You might say that I had some questions about this approach. However, I’ve come around. Why? I finally realized that, when you make statements, you think you already know the answers. When you ask questions, you show that you are still learning.
And the problem is not simply that if you make a statement about the Bible. you may be wrong. Of course, that is possible, and questions might help you to avoid such a pitfall. But the usefulness of questions cuts even deeper than that. A good question helps us to understand more deeply, even when we are fundamentally correct.
This is a broader principle even than biblical hermeneutics. If I am talking to my wife or a friend or a stranger, and I ask one or more good questions, I stand a very good chance of coming to understand and love my wife or a friend or a stranger better. Furthermore, I am honoring them with my questions.
Of course it is possible to ask the wrong questions of the Bible, or my wife, or anyone. It is also possible to ask too many questions or to ask the right question at the wrong time. Like all good things, questions can be abused and abusive. But that doesn’t negate the fact that many questions are fundamentally good things.
It is often said that Jesus is the answer. That is, I think, profoundly true in some ways. On the other hand, as someone has said, “Jesus is the also the question to all our answers.” This is an equally profound truth.
A quick google search suggests that Jesus asked 307 questions, according to the four writers of the Gospels. Jesus was asked 183 questions. He only answered 3 of these 183 questions directly. I’m not sure how accurate this is, but even if it is close to right, it shows how much Jesus valued questions.
Those of us who say we follow Jesus might want to ask ourselves some serious questions about how much we value questions. If Jesus was such a questioner, and if we claim to follow him, perhaps we need to be a lot more inquisitive and considerably less impressed with our answers.
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