It was one of those uncomfortable, “awkward” moments. A Pharisee named Simon had asked the new rabbi to come to his house and share a meal. After they sat down to eat, an uninvited guest showed up. Simon knew this woman had a reputation in town. She was definitely not one of the “nice” people. As she approached Jesus at the table, she began weeping, washing Jesus’ feet with her tears, and then pouring perfume on His feet. Luke goes on to record what Simon was thinking at the time – Now when the Pharisee who had invited Him saw this, he spoke to himself, saying, “This Man, if He were a prophet, would know who and what manner of woman this is who is touching Him, for she is a sinner.” (Luke 7:39)
What Simon didn’t realize at the time was that this woman was exactly the kind of person that Jesus was looking for. You might even say that Jesus lived and died for moments like this. It’s not that Jesus just liked to live on the wild side or that He liked the attention of this particular woman. The truth is, He came to forgive and help “sinners” turn their lives around.
I think that the older I get, the less bothered I want to be. I want things to be safe. I want them to be predictable. I want to surround myself with people who look, think, and act like me. The problem is that Jesus’ ultimate goal for my life isn’t just about me being comfortable. Jesus came to seek and save the lost. There are times when a hand needs to be extended to the person sinking in life’s storms. There are times when that hand needs to be mine. It may be uncomfortable, but it also may be right.