I love movies. Action, adventure, documentary, mystery, I love them all. I’ve noticed in the past few years many movies are getting into the nitty-gritty of everyday life. It’s been considered daring for leading ladies to go sans make-up for a gritty role. It could be a chance at an Oscar. As I heard the Gospel reading last week and get ready for this week it strikes me that the “natural look” is what Jesus was doing all the time.
Jesus, post-resurrection, appeared to Thomas and invited him to touch the wounds on Jesus’ hands and side. He didn’t try for a moment to cover them up. Jesus walked on the road to Emmaus with two men who didn’t recognize him. I wonder if his crucifixion was so brutal it altered his appearance to the point of being unrecognizable. Still, Jesus never tries to cover up or put his best foot forward. He’s come into the world to save it, to redeem it, to love it…to love us even with the horrible scars we carry and create.
Maybe you’re scarred, figuratively or literally. Maybe you’ve created some in others. Maybe you feel you need to apply make-up to your heart or your soul to be presentable to God. What the resurrected Christ, wounds and all, shows us is that his scars were the means by which he redeemed us. They are evidence of a love that just won’t quit. You don’t need to make yourself presentable to Christ, he’s in each and every scar in us and the world…healing, redeeming, saving, and loving.
See you Sunday…