I know a thing or two about being vertically challenged. There are times I need help to reach things even when I’m standing on the step stool. Or to sit behind a much taller person or a person with a big hair style and not be able to see around them. I’ve even stood in the midst of a crowd while standing on my tiptoes and craning my neck trying to see on the other side of a wall of heads and shoulders. Life as a short person can be difficult. No matter how tall or how short we are, we have A Guest who wants a permanent place in our lives and have fellowship with us.
I love the story of Zacchaeus. (Luke 19:1-10) Of all the people in the crowd, Jesus called to Zacchaeus. Jesus knew how much he wanted to see Him, the trouble Zacchaeus had just to catch a glimpse of Him has He passed by. While others may have missed the adventurous climb into a tree, Jesus didn’t. He knew where Zacchaeus was and He even invited Himself to his house where He was welcomed.
Not caring what others thought Jesus spent time with this little tax collector, a man many disliked. They went as far as calling Zacchaeus a sinner without considering their own sin. They pointed fingers at Jesus for entering this man’s home and being a guest there. While there is no record of the conversation, something Jesus said made a huge impact on the life of Zacchaeus. He told Jesus, he would give half of his goods to the poor and return four times more of what he took from anyone.
Blessed is he that considers the poor (Psalm 41:1)
The Bible says Zacchaeus received Jesus joyfully. I can imagine the scene with all the excitement around Jesus going to his house. He probably stopped off at the gates of the homes of his friends and neighbors telling how Jesus was coming home with him. The excitement Zacchaeus shared with others.
I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Christ (Romans 1:16)
What about you? Many of us would bounce off the walls with excitement if someone notable was coming to our home. We would call, email, or Facebook the exciting news. But to tell others of the One who lives in our hearts, we shy away from talking about. Of all the guests we can have enter our lives, only One is worthy to be shared with others - The King of glory, the One who holds the world in His hands, the One who lives inside of you and me.
And a wee, little man was he.
He climbed up in a sycamore tree
For the Lord he wanted to see.
And as the Savior passed that way,
He looked up in the tree,
And he said, “Zaccheus, you come down”
For I’m going to your house today,
For I’m going to your house today.