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Bag lady in the templeMonday, December 30, 2002
Luke 2:36-40 She had lived in the world between heaven and earth for so many years, praying night and day, fasting most of the time, eating only when someone gave her food. She talked more to God than to anyone around her, she mumbled, she was hard to understand. Eyes closed or glazed, she looked out at things no one else saw. Anna was widowed decades before. She was a young girl when her husband died, and she dedicated herself to God. She could not be a priest, but she could stay in the temple and pray. Coming there day after day for years, she became a fixture. Finally she stopped going home. She and Simeon made quite a pair, not likely to be accepted as fixtures of the Washington Cathedral or Vatican, but tolerated and perhaps even welcomed at the temple of Jerusalem. In the midst of her muttering, her silences, her prayers, she knew Jesus immediately, that he was to be a savior, a redeemer for his people and her people. I try to put together a list of "saviors" of our day ... John Kennedy, Bill Gates, Che Guevara, Michael Jordan, Billy Graham, Rev. Moon, Winston Churchill, Adolf Hitler ... Harry Potter, Frodo. How would I know Jesus, if he came today instead of 2000 years ago? I think I'd better to get to know somebody like Anna. Or become like her myself. Lord you don't put on any airs, do you? And neither do your prophets. Let me see through and past appearances, and seek your truth wherever you show me to look. |