There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and who feasted sumptuously every day. And at his gate lay a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, who longed to satisfy his hunger with what fell from the rich man’s table; even the dogs would come and lick his sores. The poor man died and was carried away by the angels to be with Abraham. The rich man also died and was buried. Luke 16:19-31
Parables remind us that the profound answers to Life are found in our everyday lives; things we were tend to overlook or consider insignificant. God gives us opportunities to draw closer to Him through things that are right there before our eyes. This parable of Lazarus and the rich man may not be a common everyday occurrence for many reading this text but to us it is a living reality.
In this city Lazarus is found everywhere. In fact, we have our own “Lazarus” sitting just outside the apartment building where we live. Therefore, this parable is a description of our reality and a challenge to us personally.
I might have mentioned this before; São Paulo has the largest homeless population in the Americas. The latest research from various sources have concluded that we have about 93,000 people living in a state of homelessness. It sounds unimaginable for many. It should disturb many too. However, in this city, it is an everyday thing unfortunately. The largest gathering of homeless people is found in the area where we live. I often refer to this area where we live and meet with the children and young people as the “old center”. It is, in reality, the historic center. This might conjure up images of quaint historic buildings with their ornate architecture. These buildings are present here but in various degrees of deterioration. It is also common to find abandoned skyscrapers and apartment buildings which could be used as cheap and affordable housing but the lack of empathy has paralysed any efforts to make use of these buildings in a more beneficial manner. As of now, they sit rotting while there are thousands of homeless who sleep in tents outside of them. However, this is not the focus of this reflection, well, empathy is but we will let the parable speak to us about that. For now, I just want to share why we have such a number of homeless people here. Those who are in this situation find this area a safe haven for them. I don’t know the exact number but I know that just a three blocks from where I live, there are about 200 to 300 homeless people living in tents. They are usually harmless. Many suffer from mental illness. The local residents are accustomed to their presence. They are not alarmed nor disturbed by the presence of the homeless. Most of the time, people just ignore them. It is not because they are callous and cruel. It is just a situation which has become normalized. No doubt, the rich man saw Lazarus begging outside his door. Most likely, he had walked past him countless times and never even noticed him. It doesn’t mean that he was bad. It just means that he did not concern himself with others apart from his own personal concerns like most of us.
Recently a young man decided that he was going to sleep just outside our building. It is not uncommon in our neighborhood. This young man is about the same age as the youth to whom we minister to in our ministry. In fact, he is not a complete stranger to us. We have seen him before where we meet our young people. However, he suffers from severe mental illness. Most of the time, he lives within his head. He has conversations with himself. He doesn’t acknowledge people around him. He is harmless but sometimes he has heated arguments with an imaginary person. He never changes his clothes but strangely, he doesn’t smell bad. He refuses to wear any shoes. His feet are covered with black oily substance. He is never hungry. He doesn’t beg, at least outside the building. He just sits alone. I think he feels safe here. Everyday we walk past him, sometimes twice a day, on our way to meet our youth and then when we return home on a cold night to drink our hot chocolate and sit on our warm couch. He is our Lazarus but without the dogs.
It is interesting that Jesus mentioned the dogs. We live in a culture that has a strong affection for dogs but Jesus did not. Dogs were considered unclean back then because they are natural scavengers. People considered them a little less than a nuisance. However, they were tolerated in some instances because they protected the houses of those who fed them. In this parable, Jesus points out that even an animal considered to be lowly and unclean showed compassion to Lazarus. The dogs licked his wounds some thing which is their way of caring for an injured member of their pack. The dogs had empathy to receive Lazarus into their fold.
The other detail that sets this parable apart from others is that Jesus gave the poor beggar a name. In all likelihood, he was a real person. Even in his parables, Jesus refused to allow someone like Lazarus to suffer anonymity. Our Lord reveals to us the difference between His values and the world. In this world, the contrary is true. Even today, we know the names of billionaires living miles away from our reality both physically and metaphorically and yet most of us don’t know the name of the cashier whom we see everyday in our grocery stores.
Lazarus is someone who is accessible to Jesus due to his unfortunate circumstances whereas the rich man lives an isolated existence. Only select people have access to him. However, the truth is found in everyday circumstances accessible to all peoples, rich and poor.
Many tend to read this parable as a cautionary tale of heaven and hell. This is quite an unfortunate interpretation. It is not a descriptive narration of the afterlife. It is about living our abundant life in the here and now. In the Parable, Abraham reminded the rich man that Moses and the Prophets were always taught the essence of the Law but the rich man did not heed it. Jesus Himself repeated this teaching,
“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul. Love him with all your mind.” This is the first and most important commandment. And the second is like it. “Love your neighbor as you love yourself.” Everything that is written in the Law and the Prophets is based on these two commandments. Matthew 22:37-40
These two commandments are so connected with each other that it is impossible to obey the first without fulfilling the second one. Jesus gave us another commandment which is even more powerful and explicit.
I give you a new commandment, that you love one another. Just as I have loved you, you also should love one another. John 13:34
The teachings of Paul reiterate this teaching in the famous text 1 Corinthians 13. The epistles of John and James remind us of this teaching in beautiful poetical language. All the disciples that went out into the world to preach the good news knew that this is the essence of the gospel. The Love of God graciously bestowed upon us transforms us into agents of Love. Without Love, all our words and actions become like clanging cymbals.
Love is an acknowledgment that the other exists and his or her existence is important and essencial for our own existence. It is not about showing charity. I use the word charity in the popular sense.
In the way it is commonly practiced the person who gives doesn’t believe that the person receiving has anything to offer in return. Love is acknowledging that the divine presence in the other has something important and profound to contribute to our lives. Every person and thing in existence is an expression of God’s personhood. When the Love of God dwells in our hearts, we are able to see His Light shining brightly in the other regardless of their status or condition in this life.
Our “Lazarus” is lost in his own world due to his mental illness. We decided to just acknowledge his presence with a nod. He responded to it reluctantly without making eye contact. One day, we greeted him with “good morning” and he surprised us with a rich smile which lit up his whole face. He is really a handsome fellow. He responded with a “good morning”. On another occasion, we past him by chance in a completely different location. We waved at him and he saw us and was truly happy to see us. He rewarded us with his smile once more. He wasn’t as out-of-it as I thought. We found out his name recently. His name is John in English. With a name, it is easier. He is no longer a stranger. We can discover his personality and maybe a few words to him each day. He doesn’t need much. I mean he needs a lot of help but for now, he wants a safe place. Hopefully, he knows that we want to be his friend and transform his safe place into a friendly one, too. I don’t where things are going with this relationship but it is definitely going to enrich us. I pray that it would enrich John, too.
