Not Fair
“I
tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven
over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons
who do not need to repent.” Luke 15:7
The
stories in Luke 15 of the lost sheep and the prodigal son beg for the
whiny response, “that's not fair” because on the surface, from
our worldly perspective, it's not fair.
Look
closely. Ninety-nine sheep are sticking close to the shepherd and he
leaves them to search for the one who wandered off. That one didn't
get left behind, the shepherd didn't abandon him, he wandered off of
his own volition. Willfully doing what he was taught not to do.
Then
there's the prodigal son. This brat said, “Give me my money Abba,
'cuz I'm over you and this dreary farm. So, basically I'm wishing you
were dead and I could do my own thing. See ya' later.” Like the
sheep, this boy was not thrown out of his home, his very comfy home.
No, he threw it all away in a fit of selfishness.
The
shepherd searches for the sheep and when he finds him there is great
rejoicing. The son comes to his senses, realizing that home was
actually a pretty good place to be and he returns. There is once
again, great rejoicing. Everybody's happy. Well, maybe not everybody.
Sheep
can't talk so we have no record of any of the ninety-nine whining to
the shepherd, “That's so unfair! We stayed right here. We were good
sheep but you left us. Left us! A wolf could have come you know. Not
fair sir! Not. Fair.”
We
do however have the older brother of the brat child prodigal, who, to
paraphrase, says, “I've been here with you side by side all this
time while that little brat went off and did his own thing. Now
you're happy that he's back. Not fair, Abba. Not fair and not cool.”
It's
not fair! The ninety-nine did follow directions. The older son did
stay and do the right thing. Good for them! But.... each and every
one of us has been the malcontent sheep or son. We've wandered off
distracted by greener grass or in pursuit of the shiny object over
there, away from responsibility and commitment. When we're lost we
want our Shepherd to search for us. When we come home, repentant, we
want Abba's open arms to be waiting.
I
hate, loathe and despise the expression “not fair.” I am so
exceedingly grateful that God is “not fair.” Grace is certainly
not about fairness or deserving. Grace flows down and covers me when
I wander or willfully walk away and I count on that grace every day.
In those moments I don't care if it's fair. I'm just so thankful to
receive it.
Next
time you're tempted to see something as not fair because you're one
of the ninety-nine or you're the older brother, remember a day when
you were the wanderer or the prodigal. I'm willing to bet the idea of
fair or not fair will fade pretty fast.
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