“26 (Then they sailed to the
country of the Gerasenes, which is opposite Galilee. 27 When Jesus had stepped
out on land, there met him a man from the city who had demons. For a long time
he had worn no clothes, and he had not lived in a house but among the tombs. 28 When he saw Jesus, he
cried out and fell down before him and said with a loud voice, “What have you
to do with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? I beg you, do not torment me.””
(Luke 8)
More
than once I’ve talked to someone who thought there was some mystical secret
hidden by God in the Bible.
Something, some bit of wisdom or insight, which would unlock the
mysteries of Life, the Universe and Everything. Invariably, they had already found it, of course. Strangely, this new wisdom they had found
usually runs counter to everything else said in the Bible. Most times, it provides blanket
approval for anything the seeker’s heart desires. Funny that.
Here’s
the thing, there IS a key to Life, the Universe and Everything hidden in the
Bible. And I’m gonna show it to
ya, free a charge. Actually, Jesus
is! How ya like them apples?
“25 And he said to them, “O
foolish ones, and slow of heart to believe all that the prophets have spoken! 26 Was it not necessary
that the Christ should suffer these things and enter into his glory?” 27 And beginning with
Moses and all the Prophets, he interpreted to them in all the Scriptures the
things concerning himself.” (Luke 24)
That’s
it, right there. Like a game of
Where’s Waldo, every time we open the Scriptures we should be looking for
Jesus. He’s there, on every
page. Even the ones in which he’s
already the star. Especially the
ones where he’s already the star!
Like
this story from Luke. It may seem
obvious where Jesus is on this page.
But is it? Why did Jesus
get into the boat? Why did he want
to go across the lake? Every other
time, EVERY other time we see Jesus cast out a demon, it’s just out, gone,
evicted. This time, he lets them
go into a herd of pigs…why?
This
story is the story of the gospel in a nutcase. Follow along.
Jesus is in his home country.
He chooses to go to a foreign shore. The Gadarenes/Gerasenes/Decapolis was predominantly
Gentile. Not Jesus’ people. They’re raising pigs. Jews were forbidden to eat pigs. A book I recently read said there is
almost no archeological evidence of pigs in all of Israel. Not a porkchop bone in the whole
country. This might be the one law
the Jews were able to follow.
These are not Jesus’ people, they’re not even his KIND of people.
But
Jesus comes to them. Unasked for,
unlooked for, unheralded, unwanted, the Son of God comes to a people living in
sin and perfectly content to do so.
In short order, He is met by a naked man living amongst the tombs. A man tortured by demons. A man completely exposed to God living
among the dead. Rejected by his
own people, unable to be restrained, completely lost, completely depraved,
unable to be saved. He has been
rendered down to an animal. If he
isn’t the picture of our true souls lost in our sin then I’ve never seen
one. We see ourselves as in
control, on the hill, respectable businessmen tending our herds of swine. God sees us naked, deranged, tormented,
wild and suicidal…
And
He has pity on us. “30 Jesus then asked him,
“What is your name?” And he said, “Legion,” for many demons had entered
him.” Identity. One of the consequences of the fall is
our loss of identity. When we lost
our connection to God, we forgot who we were. We are nothing apart from Him. He is our source.
When people ask us, “What do you do? What are you?
What juices you? What are
you about?” The answer to this
question, if it isn’t, “A son of the most high!” then it’s our personal version
of “Legion. For we are many.” Jesus comes to restore us, to give us
back our true name, our true selves.
To reconnect us to our source, our Father. To give a people with no hope, living among the dead, LIFE.
But
Jesus isn’t done this living parable.
He sends the demons into the herd of pigs. The pigs then march into the sea and die. Mark tells us there were about two
thousand pigs. Market value (if
I’m reading the reports right) say pigs are going for just under a hundred
dollars a head right now. Doing
the math (if I’m doing the math right) we’re talking two hundred thousand
dollars, running down the hill and drowning itself in the sea. More so, if you consider all the future
little piggies these pigs were gonna provide… this is a fortune, possibly the
whole village’s livelihood and future hope, gone!
It’s
no accident. The King, the True
King is here! His presence
disrupts! In His absence we have
set up false systems, demeaning ourselves and breaking His laws. The King is the true Source, He will
not share his glory with swine. We
have rebelled. Jesus is showing us
our idols. Symbolically removing
the unclean, the unfaithful and the untrue from our lives. In order for us to seek life from Him,
He has to break our hold on the fatal lies we’re already clinging to.
And
true to form, the villagers kick Jesus out. Just as his own people will send him back to the Father in a
year or so on a Roman Cross.
Thanks for the healing, Jesus, but frankly, we’d rather have our pork barrels. And Jesus consents to go….
But
not without leaving behind a witness.
“18 As he was getting into the boat, the man who had been
possessed with demons begged him that he might be with him. 19 And he did not permit
him but said to him, “Go home to your friends and tell them how much the Lord
has done for you, and how he has had mercy on you.” 20 And he went away and
began to proclaim in the Decapolis how much Jesus had done for him, and
everyone marveled.” Jesus is redeeming the whole world, but
He’s doing it Through Us! He came,
proved who he was, shook up the local economy, cleaned up and polished off one
wretch and sent him out. This is
God’s plan! Crazy! One guy, not God in the flesh, goes and
tells the people all Jesus has done and a little while later, in Mark 7 and 8,
Jesus again travels through the Decapolis and again, the people come out...
And
this time, they sit at His feet and listen to Him for three days and eat
miracle bread from His hand.
Crazy.
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