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Humility and Faith in an Unexpected Place: Mark 7:24-30

Jesus Honors a Syrophoenician Woman’s Faith

24 Jesus left that place and went to the vicinity of Tyre.[g] He entered a house and did not want anyone to know it; yet he could not keep his presence secret. 25 In fact, as soon as she heard about him, a woman whose little daughter was possessed by an impure spirit came and fell at his feet. 26 The woman was a Greek, born in Syrian Phoenicia. She begged Jesus to drive the demon out of her daughter. 27 “First let the children eat all they want,” he told her, “for it is not right to take the children’s bread and toss it to the dogs.” 28 “Lord,” she replied, “even the dogs under the table eat the children’s crumbs.” 29 Then he told her, “For such a reply, you may go; the demon has left your daughter.” 30 She went home and found her child lying on the bed, and the demon gone.

Mark 7:24-30

I want to encourage you to read the version of this story which is in Matthew 15. The two pieces of Scripture complement each other perfectly, and together they bring a clearer view of what’s going on.

Jesus has left the town of Capernaum in Galilee where he was largely based, and moved a considerable distance to the north west and the Mediterranean coast. I want you to notice that by travelling to Tyre, Jesus has left Israel. He is in a mainly gentile area, in modern Lebanon, which is part of the ancient Phoenecian empire and has been subject to Greek influence for generations. There is still much that Jesus needs to teach his disciples, and time is short, so moving to the area around Tyre may have been an attempt to reduce the distractions caused by crowds of people, and of course, Pharisees. Mark tells us that Jesus found a house where he hoped to find some privacy, but the word was out. I get the impression that before he’s even gone into the house, this local woman is pleading for his help. Matthew tells us that this woman was a Canaanite. The disciples were keen to send her away. Of course, they see her as a nuisance, but more tan that, a rabbi would not normally allow himself to engage in this way with a woman – certainly not a gentile woman.

She falls at his feet, reflecting respect and desperation. She begs for Christ’s help. Her daughter is very sick. This is a mother who is fearful for her much loved child. You can sense her anxiety and distress. She persists in her approach in spite of the disciples.

In the UK we love our pet dogs. We look after them, and if we see a neglected animal we are likely to do something about it. You don’t have to travel far, even into central Europe, to find a very different attitude which is closer to 1st Century Palestine. The majority of dogs were wild, diseased, uncared for scavengers. Even for us, to call someone a dog is always an insult, but in a culture where dogs steal and scavenge to stay alive it carries much more weight.

Christ’s response to the woman looks challenging. Some people are deeply troubled by it. I don’t think we need to be. I’m not going to deny that it looks harsh and downright rude, but I’m going to raise a note of caution that something which, when translated into your language, sounds rude to you might mean something quite different in its original language and culture. Words which sound harsh when spoken loudly, can have very different nuance when spoken with a gentle smile. We’ll look at what Jesus meant by his response, but the core of his answer appears to be ‘No.’

A few years ago I was working in Egypt and I was invited to dinner with a large and wonderful family in a village near Asuit. It was only towards the end of the meal that I realised that I was eating only with the invited guests and the men of the household. We were the first to eat. The younger members of the family, including most of the woman, had not eaten. They were to be called to the table only after I and the others had finished eating. In short, the children would be last to eat. How appalling would it have been for me to offer food to the dog after I had had my fill, but before the children had the opportunity to eat.

In Matthew 7:6 Jesus refers to those who reject the Gospel as dogs. It clearly conveys a sense of insult. However, the word used at this point in Mark’s Gospel is slightly different. It indicates small dogs. Alongside the feral dogs, there was a culture which is familiar to us, of small dogs being kept as house pets.  These dogs might well be accepted lingering close to places where people were eating, ready to clear up any scraps which reach the floor, but of course we wouldn’t deliberately feed the dog until after the children have eaten. I don’t think there can be any doubt that this is a rule which, in every culture, is sometimes broken. The point is, the ‘dog’ in question, is typically part of the household, and that, I think, is significant.

In the light of all this, Jesus’ comments sound less harsh than they might have done a few minutes ago. The implication that the children implies the of Israel would not be lost on the woman. They should be able to eat all they want before the others, the Gentiles, have their opportunity to eat anything.

There’s no suggestion that the woman is offended. On the contrary, she picks up his analogy and runs with it. In Christ’s presence, she, as a gentile, might have a similar status to a house dog, but even they hang around the table and pick up scraps which might fall to the floor. It seems to me that this is a recognition that Jesus is right – she has no claim of right for his help. There is an extraordinary humility here. Yet she knows Jesus can still help if he chooses to do so.

I’ve mentioned often that as a contemplative, I find it helpful to imagine that I was in the room, watching biblical scenes unfold. If only we could see the body language, how much more might we learn of an interaction like this. The text doesn’t suggest this and we need to be careful not to add to it, but I found myself wondering whether along with Jesus, the woman and the disciples, there might not have been a house dog and some children in the courtyard? In my mind, I see a growing smile on Christ’s face as he reflects on her response. Her respect. Her humility. Her faith in him. It’s a gentle, kind smile.

Matthew’s account says that Jesus said ‘You can go. You will find your daughter healed.’ Mark’s account says that she did.

One last word on this story. Like the woman, apart from his grace, we have no claim on Jesus. It is for us to approach him with the greatest respect, the deepest humility, and our fragile faith.

‘Those of us who are of non-Jewish descent need to remember that we are wild olive branches that have been grafted into the tree of Israel (Romans 11:17-18). In terms of redemptive history, we are the dogs. But because the children refused the gift of the Father to them, the Father gave that gift to us who had no claim on it originally.’

RC Sproul, Mark: An Expositional Commentary, p160

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Mistaken Identity: Mark 6:1-6

A visit to Nazareth leads to a case of mistaken identity.

1 Jesus left there and went to his hometown, accompanied by his disciples. When the Sabbath came, he began to teach in the synagogue, and many who heard him were amazed. “Where did this man get these things?” they asked. “What’s this wisdom that has been given him? What are these remarkable miracles he is performing? Isn’t this the carpenter? Isn’t this Mary’s son and the brother of James, Joseph,[a] Judas and Simon? Aren’t his sisters here with us?” And they took offense at him. Jesus said to them, “A prophet is not without honor except in his own town, among his relatives and in his own home.” He could not do any miracles there, except lay his hands on a few sick people and heal them. He was amazed at their lack of faith.

Mark 6:1-6a

This visit to Nazareth gives us a very personal glimpse into Jesus’ family relationships. In Nazareth, everyone knows Jesus. They know his brothers, James, Joseph, Judas and Simon. They know his mother and his sisters. We can assume that Joseph had died at some time and Jesus had spent some of his time heading the family business. I’m noticing that we think we know Jesus, but we don’t always recognise that first thirty years, spent living in a large family in a small, rural village in northern Israel.

We have seen his family, or at least some of them,  before. Do you recall that earlier in Mark’s gospel we saw his mother and some of the brothers travelling to Capernaum to bring Jesus home (Mark 3:20-21). Stories about him had been circulating – some people thought he had lost his mind. Some people in Nazareth had heard all about his teaching and healing work, but it seems that perhaps they were unconvinced by the stories. Jesus, after all, did not grow up as a rabbi – he was the village carpenter!

Recently, I met up with some good friends for a barbecue. Their kids ( who I hadn’t seen for ages) were there. The oldest is nearly 30, and the youngest is 21. They all used to be in the Church youth club of which I was one of the leaders, and I realized that there’s a part of me that still thinks of them as teenagers. Of course, they’re not! They are all mature, responsible adults – two of them are married and one of them has two children. Since I last saw them, they have grown and become different people. I would completely misunderstand who they are now if I still thought of them as teenagers.

Something similar is going on here. Maybe it’s not surprising that many of the villagers had difficulty understanding who Jesus really was. To some, he was their boyhood friend. To others he was Joseph’s boy – the one who went missing twenty years ago during a Passover trip to Jerusalem. (Luke 2:21-42). He was the man who was always there to help you to mend a cart or sort the leak in their roof. They thought they knew who Jesus was. He was a nice guy – a man of integrity.  But on that Sabbath day when he visited the synagogue, everybody saw Jesus for who they thought he was rather than who he actually is. This is a case of mistaken identity.

This Jesus is the same person who left Nazareth some time earlier, yet he returns a different man. By God’s grace and power the humble carpenter has been transformed. Like a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis, Jesus has become what God designed him to be. He is a travelling rabbi, with his small group of disciples. He is speaking at the synagogue, teaching about a Kingdom of God in a way which is fundamentally different from that which most other rabbi’s described. He is claiming a level of spiritual authority which is completely out of step with their expectation of Jesus of Nazareth. Some of them, at least, took offense at him.

The previous verses have told of the faith of Jairus, the synagogue leader in Capernaum, and the lady suffering from chronic bleeding. Their faith resulted in dramatic and transformational healings. Here, we see a scarcity of faith, and we read that there was a problem. Whilst we should not overlook the point that Jesus did lay his hands on a few people and heal them, he was unable to achieve as much as he should have been because the people had no faith.

It seems to me that every one of us comes to Christ with misconceptions about who Jesus actually is. Even as Christians, we are at risk of mistaking his identity. We only begin to understand when we trust – when we have faith. We need to want to see Jesus as Jesus! Where there is faith, there is healing and transformation. Where there is no faith, there are opportunities missed.

‘There is laid upon us a tremendous responsibility that we can either help or hinder the work of Jesus Christ. We can open the door wide to him – or we can slam it in his face.’

William Barclay, New Daily Study Bible, The Gospel of Mark, Kindle Edition, Loc 3000

Richard Jackson, West Sussex: LifePictureUK