No? Well, that really doesn’t matter. UNLESS you are saved by the singular work of Jesus Christ, you will be sent to hell. Period. Can you afford to take such a gamble?
“If you’re going to be a true Christian, I’ll tell you one thing amongst others: it’ll be a lonely life. It’s a narrow way and it becomes narrower and narrower and narrower.”
We need to weep before we whip.
Luke 7:36 – 47 “…whom little is forgiven… loveth little.”
I might suggest that this was the most exciting day in the life of this man, Simon the Pharisee. He had managed to get the most amazing man in history into his home.
I am quite sure Simon thought to filter the number of people he would have come into the place to eat.
So his first problem was the folk. Of course he got the VIP’s there, that’s the thing you do… It’s the thing the Scripture says you shouldn’t do, but we do it. You should have a banquet where nobody can invite you back. But you see, we don’t do it that way anymore. So he had a problem getting the right amount of folk. I’m sure he got the millionaire, and the mayor, and the magistrate, and the marvelous people. I think he woke up at night and said, “No, I’ll cross that man out and I’ll put this name in.” Eventually he had the right folk.
Secondly he had to have the right food. If you are inviting the president of the United States I think you’d prepared something very special; you wouldn’t have hamburgers and potato chips.
Finally he decided on the folk and he decided on the food and then I think he decided on the flowers; he wanted the right kind of aesthetic atmosphere.
Everything was lovely, the garden, the table… he had worked out every detail.
He said to himself, “This is going to be a day that I shall never, never, never want to forget.”
It became a day that he never, never, never wanted to remember!
He said, “This is going to be the day of my exhalation.”
It became the day of his humiliation!
He said, “People are going to leave this banquet talking about my liberality.”
They left it talking about his stupidity!
He was so intent, he was so sure that everything was right.
It became one of those days where everything goes beautifully wrong.
I can imagine that he just got down and conditioned all the servants there and said, “Now, alert me when so and so comes.”
And the first thing, the millionaire is coming; not in a Cadillac, but coming with a beautiful carriage and his horses.
And he runs out.
And, as they still do in the orient, he kisses the man on either cheek.
And escorts him to the place where his feet can be washed,
as it was the custom.
And shows him in to his assigned seat at the table.
This man got excited about this business. Everybody at the banquet and everything was in the right place.
And I think in the middle, somewhere after a few of his guests had come, one of the servant signals and says,
“Master, I want you. You know that certain woman in town…?”
“Oh, don’t mention that abominable woman. If she comes near turn the dogs on her.” “Well master, I’m sorry but she’s…” “She’s where?”
“Well, she’s here. She’s sitting at the feet of Jesus.”
“Well, how did He get in?!”
Jesus has an awful habit of coming in at the back door.
That’s how He came in the world, with a suspicion of illegitimacy on Him. “He came not to be ministered unto, but to minister.” I wish some ministers would remember that. We are to be the love slaves of Jesus Christ. We are not here to carry prestige, or power, or personality, or show off. We’re the least of all men; we’re servants.
And I can see Jesus coming in at the back door. At the back door He wasn’t’ concerned about the welcome.
And Simon comes and says, “I’ve missed it. He’s no prophet. If He were a prophet He’d know what kind of a woman this is. She is a sinner.”
Jesus then goes on with the beautiful story:
“A certain man had two creditors. One of them owed him five hundred pence, the other fifty. He forgave them both. Who will love him most?” “The man with the biggest debt.”
“That’s right, she loves much…she is forgiven much.”
I can imagine that woman trembling outside of the door and saying, “I’m not invited.”
Isn’t it an amazing thing? We don’t know who went to the banquet except the woman that wasn’t invited!
It’s going to be like that in the great day. The first are going to be last. Some of the greatest preachers you know will be right at the end of the line and some little widow that gave her life to prayer is going to be there right at the head. You see God’s values are not our values. He isn’t going to give me a reward because I preached so many sermons, or you singers because you sold so many records. You see, we put the accent where God never put it. We put an accent on working for Jesus. And there is no such thing. That’s not the first thing that God requires. “The Father seeketh such to work for Him.” No, no, no. I believe God is getting less worship today than ever He’s gotten, despite the crowds we are getting. We want to work ourselves to death, give out tracts, run here, run there, come home exhausted and we’ve a plane to catch tomorrow and everybody is waiting for us.
This little woman stood outside the door with a trembling heart. You could have seen it pounding under her dress. “I shouldn’t go in,” but she said, “I am going to go in.”
Charles Wesley has a wonderful hymn. I don’t know whether he got the inspiration
here, I think he might have.
It says this: “Oh, let me kiss Thy bleeding feet.”
Could I ask you, how long it is since you were at His feet?
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