Having Jesus over for supper.

Luke 4:31-39

My parents invited people over for dinner after church. They invited missionaries to spend the night. I think they wanted to help others. They wanted us to understand hospitality. Maybe, there was a little hope that we would learn something, that our lives would be changed a little.

The same thing happens at conferences I’ve attended. People want to meet the speaker, to share a meal. I think they want to give something back to the speaker. I think that they – we – want to share some of the glory. We want to have our lives changed a little.

After synagogue one Sabbath, Peter invited Jesus and the other disciples back to his house. It had been a crazy day. In the middle of the gathering, a man stood up and started hollering, “Go away! What do you want with us, Jesus of Nazareth? Have you come to destroy us? I know who you are—the Holy One of God!”

Jesus saw past the man’s voice to the demon inside and rebuked it. The demon left, the released man was quiet. But the rest of the room was full of chatter. “Who is this?”

So Peter invited Jesus home. To the house where his mother-in-law was filled with a fever. Which Jesus also rebuked. And she started serving the house of guests.

I don’t know whether Peter invited Jesus because Jesus needed a meal or because Peter needed a healing in his family. I suspect it was a bit of both. Motives are always mixed when it comes to Jesus. But when they all finally ate together that evening, the house was full of relief and expectation. I mean, what do you say to a teacher who demonstrates amazing power in your town and family?

“Jesus, would you ask the blessing?”