…in response to suggestions that Australia should take Christians fleeing Syria first before other minorities and Muslims.  


So the Holy Trinity was/were sitting around devising the best plan they could in order to rescue humans from the kingdom of darkness and bring them into the marvellous light of God’s own country.  And The conversation did NOT go a little something like this:

Ok, let’s do some research.  Let’s find out who among the humans we have created are most like us.”

“Yep, good plan. Let’s find out who is most likely to assimilate with us, who is already on the pathway towards being like us.”

“I’m in full agreement with both of you (obviously).  I reckon we should case the joint and find out where those people hang out.”

“That’s a great idea.”

“Knew you would like it!”

“I reckon we should start in the most obvious places first.”

“Like where?”

“Well, religious establishments, places of sacrifice, centres of worship, self-improvement retreats. The kind of people who are trying to pull themselves up by their bootstraps and make something of themselves.”

“Brilliant – they’ll love us for it!”

“Great.  That’s sorted.  Now for a strategic plan. Anyone?

Here’s what actually did happen in Mark 7:

24 And from there Jesus arose and went away to the region of Tyre and Sidon.[g] And he entered a house and did not want anyone to know, yet he could not be hidden. 25 But immediately a woman whose little daughter had an unclean spirit heard of him and came and fell down at his feet. 26 Now the woman was a Gentile, a Syrophoenician by birth. And she begged him to cast the demon out of her daughter. 27 And he said to her, “Let the children be fed first, for it is not right to take the children’s bread and throw it to the dogs.” 28 But she answered him, “Yes, Lord; yet even the dogs under the table eat the children’s crumbs.” 29 And he said to her, “For this statement you may go your way; the demon has left your daughter.” 30 And she went home and found the child lying in bed and the demon gone.

Now just in case you are thinking  “Aha, see, the children get the bread first!”, just remember that unless you are of Jewish birth, you’re the Syrian here. It’s only as we see our abject poverty, our need and our unworthiness before Jesus, that our hearts melt for those unlike us, but for whom our Saviour not only gave the crumbs from the table, but gave himself up for as the bread of life.