He also told this parable to some who trusted in themselves that they were righteous and regarded others with contempt: ‘Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax-collector. The Pharisee, standing by himself, was praying thus, “God, I thank you that I am not like other people: thieves, rogues, adulterers, or even like this tax-collector. I fast twice a week; I give a tenth of all my income.” But the tax-collector, standing far off, would not even look up to heaven, but was beating his breast and saying, “God, be merciful to me, a sinner!” I tell you, this man went down to his home justified rather than the other; for all who exalt themselves will be humbled, but all who humble themselves will be exalted.’ Luke 18: 9-14.
Sometime today, a priest will mark my forehead with ashes and remind me that I came from the dust, and that I’ll return there. Those ashes mark the beginning of the Holy Season of Lent. I hope to use this time to reflect on the complex nature of sin, the Lenten practices which might heal us, and the holy custom of reconciliation with God.
If we view Lent as simply an occaision on which we give up something we enjoy (sweets, red wine, or our double mocha macchiato), I think we have barely scratched the surface. Lent serves as a time for putting down our arms and making peace with the God who calls us back to Him. During this season, we drink the bitter medicine that will hopefully heal our wounds and lead us closer to the Lord of Heaven.
In today’s Gospel reading, we find two men praying in the temple: a Pharisee and a tax collector (who you’ll sometimes see called a publican). In first century Palestine, good Jews despised the tax collectors or at least saw them as deeply flawed and unclean. In the first place, tax collectors collaborated with the pagan Roman empire occupying their holy homeland. Further, most of them could not survive on their income as collectors, and had to cheat people in order to make their living.
On the other hand, the Pharisees were devout, prayerful men who tried to live according to the law of Moses. The Pharisee in this parable has even gone beyond the Mosaic law, fasting twice a week rather than once. His prayer, however, reveals that he has become mired in the spiritual quicksand of self-admiration. He believes he can rely on his own righteous behavior to justify himself before God.
Jesus contrasts this sense of spiritual self-sufficiency with the humility of the tax collector, who knows that he is a sinner and asks for God’s mercy. He can rely on nothing other than God’s grace. In one of Jesus’ classic inversions, the tax collector is sanctified. The Pharisee has fastidiously done all the right things (fasting and tithing), but has somehow missed the point. Like many of us, the Pharisee believes he has actually done God a favor by being so moral. The tax collector approaches God with a contrite heart, knowing that he’s let God down once again.
This parable offers us the first step in that process: rigorous self-examination and coming to terms with our failures. We need to resist our instinctive compulsion to see and present ourselves as righteous (or perhaps guilty of only minor infractions) while we view others as the real sinners, or perhaps see others as the real source of our sin. As we take a hard look at our lives, some of what we see may make us wince; some of it may make us want to turn away. That’s the very stuff we need to work on, because those are the weak spots where our separation from the Holy begins.
Often, when we look at what we’ve done and what we’ve failed to do, we may consider our situation rather hopeless. Our sins constantly separate us from God, and despite our good efforts, we cannot avoid them. Like the Pharisee, we’re lost in self-deception, self-aggrandisement and our myopic respect for our virtues. I don’t think the Pharisee was a particularly evil man; rather, his pride blinded him to his own situation. His self-absorption prevented any real self-understanding.
We pray a fairly desperate prayer in my church: “We have no power within ourselves to help ourselves.” Our only refuge looks like the most dangerous place for us, standing naked before God who sees all, and who somehow finds a way in impossible situations. This all begins with a good, hard look at our lives, the things we’ve done, and the ways we’ve distanced ourselves from God. Jesus thought so, anyway.
I wish you a good and holy Lent,
James R. Dennis
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Your words that as we take a hard look at ourselves, some of what we see may make us wince. What a good description for my prayers this morning. I am so aware that part of the confession I made last will be a part of my confession again this Lent. Some better, some probably worse. I disappoint myself and would like to pretend it is not so, but God knows better. God, have mercy on me a sinner. Thank you for your words, Br. James.
My dear Barbara,
You are most welcome. I wince myself, and am afraid I always will.
God’s peace,
Br. James
good hard look from an objective eye – thank you Holy Spirit – rather have you do the looking because, although truthful, you will hold my hand and walk me back to my walk with God
Evan (I hope it’s Evan),
I’m glad you liked it. That hard self-examination, aided by the Holy Spirit, is a very fine place to begin.
Have a good and holy Lent,
Br. James
Thanks for your offerings on Lent, and for prompting self-examination.
Blessings on your day.
Carole
Carole,
You are very welcome. God bless you today and throughout this season of Lent.
Pax Christi,
Br. James
Being a person who was brought up with the tenets of ‘Catholic Guilt’ and none of the balm of spirituality or understanding – being self critical is something I need to give up for Lent rather than take on. So in a typically Franciscan topsy turvey way I will be working on the opposite but hopefully without becoming insufferably self righteous! I rather like the model of the young David and young Joseph, though they were not popular with their brothers!
My dear friend,
I hope you didn’t understand me to me self-criticism, rather than self-examination. I can certainly understand your reluctance to wear the hair shirt, or beat upon your back with a strap, however. I think the critical point is that we use this time to move closer to the Holy, all the while recognizing that our sanctification is God’s business rather than something we could ever accomplish ourselves.
I wish you a holy Lent,
Br. James
Dear Brother,
The misunderstanding is all mine! where self criticism and self examination get all mixed up in to one great jellified heap in my poor ol’ head. Your posts are, as always, a great basis for reflection. Your English Anglican Amoebic friend is simply reminding herself to be kind to herself this Lent.
Constantina,
I think that happens with all of us who grew up with a healthy dose of Catholic guilt. (In my family, we also suffered from Irish Alzheimer’s. That’s where you forget everything except the grudges.) I hope my English friend is kind to herself this Lent and at all times and in all weathers.
God watch over thee and me,
Br. James
This is so true – my grandfather on my mother’s side was Irish and this grudge thing was so rooted in my mother’s psyche that she could never let anything go ever! We must cultivate short memories for wrongdoing – perceived or otherwise – and long memories for the good. Forgiveness keeps us young!
Thank you for this post. Reflecting this week on the parable of the weeds, the ashes on my forehead today caused me pause. Indeed, I could be a weed. Praying that I am not, this reflection moves me to action. Why do we all have some Pharisee in us? Who are the weeds that I am so quick to judge? Lord have mercy, Christ have mercy.
Dear Katie,
I think most of us are a mixture of the weeds and wheat, none completely worthwhile and none completely without grace. It’s worth remembering that Jesus instructed that they should grow together.
I don’t know where we all get that Pharisee. In part, I think it comes from the real loss we feel when we recognize how we’ve stumbled, and we try to avoid that pain. Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on us all, poor sinners.
The Peace of Christ,
Br. James
Well said. A fitting beginning to Lent.
Heather,
I’m so glad you thought so. I hope you have a wonderful Lent, full of awe and joy and reconciliation.
Pax,
Br. James
Wow! That phrase about doing God a favour, sure hit home. What a beautiful, wise reflection.
Thank you so much. God bless!
Liz,
It’s a troubling thought, isn’t it? Thanks so much for your support and encouragement.
Wishing you a good and holy Lent,
Br. James
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