There was a certain rich man who was clothed in purple and fine linen and fared sumptuously every day. But there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, full of sores, who was laid at his gate, desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table... So it was that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels to Abraham's bosom. The rich man also died and was buried. And being in torments in Hades... He cried and said, 'Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus that he may dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.' But Abraham said, 'Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things; but now he is comforted and you are tormented.'
My mother lived in a gated community, and I've seen lovely mansions behind iron-clad gates. The U.S. has gates protecting its borders, and Donald Trump wants to build an enormous wall. Maybe it would be like the Great Wall of China: isolating the purity of our culture.
But how pure can anyone be outside of God? Because God's will is to extend a welcome mat. 'Your gates will be open continually; They will not be closed day or night' (Isaiah 60:11). Yet right now, millions of refugees are homeless. Fleeing war, they're the modern day beggars our gates.
In the Parable of the Rich Man and Lazarus, Jesus shows the consequence of selfish ignorance. But if we aren't wealthy, where exactly are our gates? How should we define the borders of our involvement? By our neighborhoods, offices, churches and school yards?
Or has media's reach changed everything? Since Hollywood studios are gated, since America owns celebrity, since poor fans are hungry for hope and joy... our gates now extend unto all nations. As Jesus told us, so it continues.
Actors, models and talent for Christ, you were made for such a time as this: a time of media's mastery, a time of poverty in spirit, a time of the naughtiest examples, a time of international war, and a time of reaping God's harvest. Gates must open and you hold the key.
Go through the gates!
Prepare the way for the people;
Build up the highway!
Take out the stones,
Lift up a banner for the peoples!' (Isaiah 62:10).
To Be Continued...
P.S. To read the other devotions in this series, please see the Poor People series.