Sunday, March 27, 2011

I love Naman, the syrian leper

What struck me in today's reading (2Kg5:1) is that Naman's pride nearly puts him in the same position as the prideful Jews irritated with Jesus' assertion that God healed the Gentile, not the Jew in Lk4:24 with 'no prophet is accepted in his native place'.

Naman even though he did an ordinary thing, he took a bath to be cured, he didn't want to. It was beneath him, such a simple thing to do, but it was his servant girl that prompted him to search, his servant that prompted him to do as simply as he'd been told. Had it not been for them, Naman would have never glorified God in such a simple way. He came away a changed man, humbled, but it would have never happened had it not been for the witness of the servants, the nameless, faceless, unthanked servants. The servants didn't do it for love of Naman or for personal gain, they did it for love of God. Their faith moved the mountain of Naman's arrogant pride and they did it from the position of subordinate servitude.

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