Sacrifice feels good. It feels so good that we can come believe it is the highest response to the call of God on our lives. We think, “If I make enough sacrifices, God will really like me.” We come to believe that God, more than anything, demands personal sacrifice. We think that those who love God the most give up the most for him.
Today, I read words spoken around a dinner table to men proud of their sacrifice. Men who gave ten percent of all they earned to the church. Men who spent their lives learning the ways of God. They knew sacrifice — giving, fasting, and a life of devotion. Yet, they were found wanting.
Then it happened that as Jesus was reclining at the table in the house, behold, many tax collectors and sinners came and were dining with Jesus and His disciples. When the Pharisees saw this, they said to His disciples, “Why is your Teacher eating with the tax collectors and sinners?” But when Jesus heard this, He said, “It is not those who are healthy who need a physician, but those who are sick. But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire compassion and not sacrifice,’ for I did not come to call the righteous, but sinners.” (Matthew 9:10-13 NASB)
He desires compassion, not sacrifice.
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