Thursday, November 6, 2025

Salvation Has Come -- All Saint's Day

Luke 19:1-10

November 2, 2025

 

            The story of Zacchaeus is a story that appeals to children. I remember hearing about Zacchaeus when I was a little girl in Sunday school. I think we even sang a song about him.

            “Zacchaeus was a wee little man and a wee little man was he ….”

            I can understand why this story appeals to children. Children understand what it means to be small in a world that is bigger than you. Children understand what it means to want to see what everyone else is seeing but you can’t because the crowd is too tall and big and you are too small and short. As a child, I could relate to having to stand on my tiptoes or peering around others or even pushing my way through the crowd to the front just to get a glimpse of what everyone else can easily see and witness. As an adult who does not fit into the tall category, I can still relate with Zacchaeus.

            From what I have read, I suspect that Zacchaeus must have been quite small of stature. The average size man in Jesus time is believed to have been no more than 5’5” or maybe 5”6”, which is not extraordinarily tall. A diet that was based more on grains than protein, and remittent periods of hunger and deprivation may have contributed to an entire population being on the smaller side. So, if Zacchaeus was short by those standards, it would seem that he was a little guy indeed.

            But his stature had not stopped Zacchaeus from making money. He is described as the chief tax collector and rich. But what do we already know about tax collectors? They were traitors to their own people, enemies of their fellow countryfolks. As tax collectors, they were part of a legalized pyramid scheme that took more from the people than required, gave more to Rome than was necessary, and skimmed off quite a bit to line their own pockets. And as chief tax collector, Zacchaeus was situated near the top of that pyramid – one vantage point that allowed him to see quite clearly well despite his smaller size.

            Those are the facts that we know about Zacchaeus, at least the facts that Luke chose to include. But what we don’t know about Zacchaeus must also be a lot. Because something in Zacchaeus made him desperate to see Jesus. Maybe it was fear of missing out on what all the other folks of Jericho were witnessing. Maybe Zacchaeus had heard the multitude of rumors about Jesus, and he wanted to see if any were based in truth. Maybe he knew that all was not well with his soul, and he longed for someone to fix him. Whatever his motivation, Zacchaeus was desperate and determined to see Jesus.

            I use the word “desperate” because what Zacchaeus does would have been seen as desperate by anyone else in his community. He runs ahead of the crowd, which would have been a completely undignified thing for a man of his wealth and position to do. But he does it anyway. He runs ahead and he climbs a Sycamore tree – also completely undignified – and climbs as high as he can into the branches of that tree just so he can see this Jesus guy who is making his way into the city.

            But I doubt that Zacchaeus or anyone else could have predicted what happened next. When Jesus came to the tree Zacchaeus climbed, he looked up and called to the rich, small, desperate man.

            “Zacchaeus, hurry and come down; for I must stay at your house today.”

            Jesus betrayed no surprise at finding someone in a tree watching him. He clearly knew who Zacchaeus was because Jesus called to him by name. Jesus didn’t seem bothered at all that a man as rich as Zacchaeus, who should have acted with more dignity and gravity, had climbed a tree to see him. Jesus just looked up at Zacchaeus and said, “Zacchaeus, you need to hurry and come down from that tree. I’m staying with you today. We have a meal to eat and God’s work to do.”

            I suspect that Zacchaeus was just as shocked as everyone else. He must have shinnied down that tree quicker than he climbed up, eager to welcome Jesus to his home, to his table. But if the shock of Jesus’ recognition made Zacchaeus happy and enthusiastic to welcome Jesus, the shock for the other folks witnessing this encounter had different results. The people around them began to grumble and mutter and whisper; and these were those loud kinds of whispers that you really want to be heard even when you’re trying to act like you want the opposite.

            “What is happening here?! What is Jesus doing?! He is going to the home of a sinner! He is going to sit at table with a sinner! And not just any sinner, but that Zacchaeus sinner! This is outrageous and unseemly, and it’s just not done.”

            Maybe those whispers influenced Zacchaeus in that moment. Or maybe it was because Jesus didn’t hesitate to associate with him. Or perhaps Zacchaeus, looking into the knowing eyes of Jesus, saw his whole life reflected there and was ashamed of what he saw. Whatever it was, something in Zacchaeus changed in that moment. Something in him shifted. He looked at Jesus and made a vow, a covenant,

            “Look, half of my possessions, Lord, I will give to the poor; and if I have defrauded anyone of anything, I will pay back four times as much.”

            Standing there, looking at Jesus, surrounded by people who hated him, people he had betrayed and harmed and exploited, Zacchaeus repented. In Greek the word for repent is metanoia, and it means to turn around. Zacchaeus turned around. Zacchaeus turned back to his people. Zacchaeus turned back to Jesus. Zacchaeus turned back to God.

            Jesus pronounced him saved.

            “Today salvation has come to this house, because he too is a son of Abraham. For the Son of Man came to seek out and to save the lost.”

            Salvation has come. At first glance, it seems as though salvation came because Zacchaeus promised to do good from that point on. He would give to the poor. He would repair and repay the past. It seems that when Zacchaeus saw Jesus, he knew he would need to be better, to do better, if he wanted salvation. But I don’t thank that Zacchaeus brought about salvation because of what he promised Jesus. That would be effecting his own salvation, and I struggle with that concept.

            I think salvation came not because Zacchaeus saw Jesus, but because Jesus saw Zacchaeus. Jesus saw him. Jesus saw Zacchaeus looking more than a little ridiculous up in that tree. Jesus saw Zacchaeus and the way he lived his life and made his fortune. Jesus saw Zacchaeus and all his past mistakes and missteps and sins. But Jesus also saw Zacchaeus and who he could be, who he was created to be. Jesus saw in him one who was lost and one who was a son of Abraham. Jesus saw this sinner, yes, but even more he saw this child of God.

            Today in our worship we observe, we celebrate, All Saints’ Day. What is a saint really? Is a saint someone who has been officially canonized by the Roman Catholic or Orthodox Church? Is a saint someone who is the source of miracles? Is a saint someone who has achieved perfection in this life or the next? Or is a saint someone who was faithful, not perfect, not faultless, but faithful? Is a saint someone in our lives who taught us about what it means to be faithful, who saw in us what we could be?

            A saint as we understand it, is not someone who was perfect but someone who was faithful. Zacchaeus was far from perfect. He was a sinner, not just because the people called him that, but because he fit the definition. But he was also a son of Abraham, a child of God, and Jesus saw that in him. Jesus saw beyond his sin to his soul. He saw in him, as Frederick Buechner described, the peculiar treasure of this flawed man. And because Jesus saw him salvation came. And Zacchaeus, this flawed, wee little man, was willing to be vulnerable, to be exposed. He wanted to see Jesus desperately and maybe he was equally desperate to be seen. He was not perfect, but in that moment, he became faithful. He became a saint because Jesus saw in him who he was created to be.

            So, let us give thanks for the saints in our lives, for the people who are saints not just because they have gone to their reward, and joined that great cloud of witnesses, but because they were faithful in small ways and large. Let us give thanks for the saints in our lives because they saw in us the people God created us to be. Let us give special thanks that God sees us, that God sees all of us, that God sees beyond our sins and our mistakes and sees instead the people we were created to be, the people we are trying daily to become. And may we respond to being seen as faithfully as Zacchaeus, giving generously, making amends for the past, and moving forward into the future with hope because we are seen and we are loved in spite of ourselves, rejoicing that through Jesus salvation has come. Thanks be to God.

            Let all of God’s children say, “Alleluia!”

            Amen.

           

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