Luke 10:1-24 · Jesus Sends Out the Seventy-two
Nobody Wants To Make Cold Calls
Luke 10:1-24
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by King Duncan
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There is a terrible story about two young Mormon missionaries who were going door to door. They knocked on the door of one woman who was not at all happy to see them.

The woman told them in no uncertain terms that she did not want to hear their message and slammed the door in their faces.

To her surprise, however, the door did not close and, in fact, almost magically bounced back open.

She tried again, really putting her back into it and slammed the door again with the same amazing result--the door bounced back open.

Convinced that one of the young religious zealots was sticking their foot in the door, she reared back to give it a third slam. She felt this would really teach them a lesson. But before she could act, one of them stopped her and politely said, Ma'am, before you do that again, you really should move your cat." (1)

We don't see many door-to-door sales people anymore, do we? Why not? First of all, nobody's home anymore, are they? At least not in the day time. And at night, with so much to do, and after husband and wife have worked all day, most people don't want to be bothered with strangers at the door. So, at least in one respect, we live in a different world than the one in which Jesus appointed seventy emissaries and told them to go out two-by-two into the towns and villages from house to house to heal the sick and to tell everyone who would listen that the Kingdom of God is near.

We could do that today, but the results would be disappointing. We now have doctors and hospitals to heal people's bodies, and most people today would not be too happy to have us tapping on their door. Jesus would probably have us develop a different strategy for the world in which we live, but there are some important truths in today's lesson we still need to see.

FIRST OF ALL, JESUS STILL CALLS US TO REACH OUT TO THE WORLD. Jesus never meant for his body to become an exclusive club centered only on its own needs.

There was an interesting story in Readers Digest sometime back by Elise Miller Davis titled, "When Someone Is Drowning, It's No Time To Teach Him How to Swim." Ms. Davis tells of sitting near a swimming pool one day and hearing a commotion. A head was bobbing in and out of the deepest water. Ms. Davis saw a man rush to the edge of the pool and heard him yell, "Hold your breath! Hold your breath!" Then a young lady joined him, screaming, "Turn on your back and float!" Their voices caught the attention of the lifeguard. Like a flash, he ran the length of the pool, jumped in, and pulled the man in trouble to safety. Later, the lifeguard said to Ms. Davis, "Why in the name of heaven didn't somebody holler that one word--Help? When someone's drowning, it's no time to teach him how to swim."

Do you understand that there are people in our community who are barely staying afloat? Families are disintegrating, young people are becoming chemically addicted, middle-aged people are facing life-crises that would blow your minds. Just because the strategy of going out two-by-two door-to-door is outmoded doesn't mean the need has disappeared.

Herschel Hobbs tells about Roger Shelton, a pastor from Nashville, Tennessee, who was in Pusan, Korea, on an evangelistic mission. With an interpreter, Shelton visited a man who had creeping paralysis. Both of his legs were paralyzed and the disease threatened his life if no cure could be found. Entering a dimly lighted room, Shelton found the man crouched on the floor. Speaking through the interpreter, he told the stricken man he had come to talk with him about Jesus Christ. The Korean replied, "I know. I have been waiting for you a long time." The interpreter responded by saying they had arrived at the appointed time.

The Korean explained. "That's not what I meant. My people are Buddhist, and I have been a Buddhist. But Buddha gives me no comfort." Then he pointed to a Korean Bible. He noted that he had read through it twice. "It tells of a great one. I have waited for someone to come and tell me more about him." He said that he had believed that if the Bible was true, God would send someone to tell him. Shelton told the man about Jesus. He readily believed. As they were leaving, the man thanked them for coming. Shelton said, however, that the man's final words shook every fiber of his emotional being. "You almost waited too long," he said. (2)

Those words haunted Roger Shelton. They ought to haunt us. "You almost waited too long." There are people in our community who are in desperate straits. And Christ has called us to minister to them--before it is too late. Jesus still calls us to reach out to the world.

JUST AS IMPORTANTLY, JESUS CALLS US TO IDENTIFY WITH THOSE HE CAME TO SAVE. So many Christians are much more like the Pharisees than they are like Jesus. The Pharisees set themselves apart from unrighteous people. They were much more concerned that they did not become sullied than that the sick and the dying be saved. Jesus wants his followers to have a heart for all people. He wants us to identify with the least and the lowest.

It is interesting that Jesus told those whom he was sending out "to eat and drink whatever is set before you." That, sometimes, is a test of faith all by itself. If you have ever been on a mission trip or if you have ever been in the homes of the people at the bottom of the socio-economic scale, you know that not everything set before you looks appetizing--or even sanitary.

But the worse thing a follower of Jesus can do is to make a person who is in need or in the middle of a crisis feel rejected or feel inferior. Maybe they have not exercised the kind of discipline in their lives that we would prefer, maybe they don't frame their requests in a theologically correct manner, but they are still people for whom Christ died, they are precious to him and they are in need--and that is all that matters.

A young hospital chaplain was serving his internship in a large, teaching hospital. While on call one night, he was summoned to the room of a woman whose baby had been stillborn a few hours earlier. "We want our baby baptized," the young mother said, cradling her lifeless daughter, her husband at her side. "Her name is Nicole."

The intern didn't know what to do. He asked the young parents to wait a few minutes and then come to the chapel. Meanwhile, he tried to find a more experienced chaplain to take over. He was unsuccessful. What was he to do? What was he to say? Baptize a stillborn? This situation had not been covered in either his theological training or his training in pastoral care. He tried to think what he could say to minister to this young couple in their grief.

But when they arrived at the chapel, the words he had hoped to say did not come. Instead, and almost without realizing what he was doing, he took a tissue, wiped at the tears in the eyes of the parents, then wiped his own tears and touched the tissue to the baby's head and said, "Nicole, I baptize you in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit."

He said nothing else--the tears were more eloquent than words could have been. (3)

Jesus wept over Jerusalem, and Jesus wants us to have a tender concern for all God's children. There are people in our community who are barely keeping their head above water emotionally and spiritually. Christ calls us to identify with them and to minister to them.

But there's one thing more we need to see about going out to minister to the world's need. SOMETIMES THOSE WE MINISTER TO WILL DO MORE FOR US THAN WE WILL DO FOR THEM. Here is one reason Christ would have us reach out to the world--we will discover people who will save our souls.

Jerry A. Anderson in his book, Hummingbirds and Hollyhocks, tells about a time when, as a guest preacher in a small mountain community, he was invited by a young couple to bless their home.

"The dwelling itself was a typical mountain shack. The house was up on poles with several wooden and broken steps leading to the porch. An old swing hung by one chain at the far end of the porch and a straight-back pole chair stood leaning against the wall."

Anderson was startled by a voice from inside the house. "Come in," the woman said. "We have been waiting for you."

"She wore a print dress and her brown hair hung softly about her face," Anderson writes. "She was prettier than I remembered her. The man came in from the back porch carrying a water bucket with a dipper in it. He sat it down, dried his hands on his freshly pressed overalls, and shook hands."

Anderson looked around the room.

"There was a table held together by some protruding nails and wire and two high-back chairs like the one on the porch. The kitchen boasted an old-time wood stove with eight-pound irons sitting on the back of the stove. The little bedroom had a straw mattress on the floor and nothing more. One could see the ground through the cracks in the floor, which is an advantage when you sweep; everything falls through the cracks."

"Are you ready?" the young man asked as he dried the palms of his hands on the front of his overalls. Anderson took out his Bible and read some appropriate scriptures and was just ready to pray the Prayer of Dedication, when the humble couple each took his hands and knelt on the floor. So, there they were, Reverend Anderson and this humble couple--kneeling on that hard, bare floor, holding hands and thanking God for this home and invoking His blessings on this couple.

As they stood the young woman turned to her husband, put her arms around his neck, and said, "Honey, now we have everything!" Moments later they stood on the front porch with arms around each other, waving goodbye to Anderson. Even the old rooster seemed friendlier, Anderson thought, as he drove down the gravel road, looking back at the house. Had he missed something? No, the house was as bleak and bare as before, but now he realized that he had not asked God to bless a house but a home. This young couple was just starting out in life with none of the world's goods, yet they felt that because of their faith and their love for each other, they "had everything." Remembering the warmth of their hands, the light in their faces, he had to agree. They were blessed with much more than the world could give. (4)

Now, you tell me, who ministered to whom? Those who have gone as missionaries to countries like Haiti where the people are unimaginably poor will tell you that they met people who put them to shame spiritually. When you meet people like that--living in conditions that we would term unacceptable, but praising God for what they do have--it will save your soul.

Not many churches are sending people two-by-two into the community any more. Maybe we should. But, if we do, we've got to examine our motives. We don't go out simply to build a bigger church or to impress people with our goodness. We go out because there are people out there who are in great need. We go out not as people who feel superior to the world, but as caring people who identify with them in their hurt and their need. And we go out with the hope and the realization that when we minister to the least and the lowest, sometimes we encounter Christ--and that, dear friends, will save our souls.


1. ktodd@vci.net (Keith Todd)

2. Herschel H. Hobbs, My Favorite Illustrations (Nashville: Broadman Press 1990).

3. John Patton, Ministry to Theology. Cited by Billy Strayhorn in parables, etc., Volume 16, Number 7, Sept. 1996.

4. (Knoxville: Seven Worlds Corporation, 2000), pp. 54-55.

Dynamic Preaching, Collected Sermons, by King Duncan