Saturday after Ash Wednesday

Lent 1


Luke 5,27-32

Jesus saw a tax collector named Levi sitting at the customs post.
He said to him, “Follow me.”
And leaving everything behind, he got up and followed him.

It’s hard to imagine a more unlikely apostle than Levi, also called Matthew. Tax collectors like him, agents of a feared and hated government, were despised by ordinary Jews because they belonged to a profession considered greedy, unfair and unclean. They were unwelcome in the synagogues and temple. No good Jew wanted  anything to do with them.

Yet Jesus called Matthew and ate with him and his friends. Jewish leaders in Capernaum were outraged: “Why does he eat with tax collectors and sinners?” Jesus’ answer is the answer of a merciful God. “The healthy don’t need a physician, but the sick do.”

There are no incurables whom God won’t cure. Tax collectors are God’s children and belong to God’s family as anyone else does. The call of Matthew is a lenten reminder that God doesn’t reach out to a favored few; he reaches out to the whole wounded world. So should we.

When St. Paul of the Cross, the founder of the Passionists, preached missions in the 18th cenury in the towns of the Tuscan Maremma, he set up a platform in the village square to speak to all who came by. The crucifix he held high in his hands was a sign of God’s mercy offered to all and denied to none. Bandits were common in Tuscan Maremma, and Paul brought many of these “unofficial Tax-collectors” back into society. Jesus wanted them to be saved.

“I rejoiced that our great God should wish to make use of so great a sinner…I tell my beloved Jesus that all creatures shall sing his mercies.” (Diary)

Lord,
who are the tax collectors I wont eat with
and the sick I won’t heal?
Let me see them
and welcome them as you did.

2 thoughts on “Saturday after Ash Wednesday

  1. cenaclemary12's avatarcenaclemary12

    Do I feel comfortable at table

    Sitting next to someone like Levi?

    He smells of money handling.

    Would I take the seat next to you

    if you smelled of weed?

    How would I choose my place

    when invited to dinner?

    Perhaps I have no choice but to

    slide into the seat assigned me

    by the one hosting.

    Jesus invites me to mix with his people:

    His messy group of disciples,

    Unwashed, un-Harvard grads,

    under paid civil servants,

    un-diploma folks.

    Yet their hearts are clean,

    undivided;

    their steps are steadfast,

    following the Calvary Road.

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  2. fdan's avatarfdan

    Dear Father Victor, your beautiful reflection tells me to cherish our relationships, those good, healthy relationships that God in His mercy gives…and to ALWAYS see the good NOT the bad in anyone. To search our memory and recall that….that person…because in the example of Matthew that Jesus gives us…that person has and may continue to have something to still offer. And, if they don’t have it…search your HEART and find something in it FOR THEM!

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