Did
you notice what the Leper said to Jesus?
‘If you wish, you can make me clean’.
Doesn’t that strike you as sort-of odd?
Wouldn’t it make more sense if he said, ‘if you wish, you can heal me’? After all, Leprosy is a disease.
That’s
because – as bad as the DISEASE of leprosy was to endure – it was the
MORAL, SPIRITUAL, and SOCIAL ramifications
of the disease that were there hardest to bear.
Leprosy was seen as a curse of God – for having done something against
the law of God… so to have the disease, you were considered impure. Anytime you got near people, you had to cover
your mouth (like this) and shout out ‘UNCLEAN, UNCLEAN!’ to make sure they knew
not to touch you – because if they did touch you, then THEY would become
spiritually impure – they would be unclean as well.
Because
of that, Lepers were shunned. People
avoided them as much as possible. Lepers
were expected to live outside the city.
They lived in deserted places where they didn’t have to endure the
constant indignation of people turning up their noses at them and running
away. Put yourself in that position for
a minute – really – what would life be like if you were a leper?
This
time of the year, I sometimes get dry patches of skin – on my elbows or
knees. It’s probably just dry skin –
brought on by the low humidity during the winter. However, if I lived in Jesus’ time, and if
anybody SAW those patches of dry skin – I would be brought before the Priest,
and he would look at it and declare me to be UNCLEAN! Like it said in our first reading then – I’d
have to put away my good clothes and wear torn clothes – I’d have to mess up my
hair and beard, so people would recognize that I’m unclean… then I would have
to live outside the city for a period of seven days. At the end of that time, I would go back to
the priest and show myself.
In
the book of Leviticus, we read, 'And the priest shall look on him again the
seventh day: and, behold, if the plague be somewhat dark, and the plague spread
not in the skin, the priest shall pronounce him clean; it is but a scab.’
That
would be our hope. If you or I were a
Leper – every minute of every day, we would be waiting, hoping, PRAYING for
that glorious day when we stand before the Priest and he says those words… “You
are clean”.
OK
–so what’s all this have to do with you and me?
We
are all Unclean. Every one of us is
morally and spiritually impure – because hard as we try- we can’t follow the
law of God – not completely. We try –
but we just can’t. For that reason, all
of us are impure and forced to live on the outside the garden of Eden. Like Adam and Eve – we were thrown out of Paradise
and forced to live as an outcast.
Whenever we approach God, we shout UNCLEAN, UNCLEAN – recognizing that
we don’t have the right to approach God.
At
the start of Mass, we purposely prayed the Confetior – you know – I confess to
almighty God… that prayer is OUR shout to God recognizing that we aren’t
worthy!... we recognize that we are Unclean.
Fortunately,
Jesus is reaching out His hand to you right now. Through the hands of the Church, He reaches
out to Baptize you – to confirm you – to heal you – to feed you - and to
forgive your sins. The Sacraments of the
Church are the main places where Jesus reaches out with a human hand to
physically touch you and me.
Notice
what happens next: right after Jesus
touches the leper… it says the word spread
like wildfire…it was like a viral-video on youtube… the whole thing became so
publicized that Jesus could no longer enter a town openly. HE remained outside in deserted places. Did you notice the irony? Jesus --switched places with the Leper! The leper was clean now, so he could live in
town – but Jesus was now forced to stay outside
of the town.
He
does the same for you and me. He reaches
out to touch us – and he’ll touch us right where we are most unclean. He’ll reach right into depths of our sin and
say those words we’ve been waiting, hoping, PRAYING to hear: “I do will it. Be made clean”. And then Jesus will swap places with us.
Here’s
your new bumper sticker: If
Jesus is your co-pilot, swap seats.
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