Luke 16:19-31 · The Rich Man And Lazarus
Oops! I Didn't See You
Luke 16:19-31
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by King Duncan
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Dr. James Dobson tells about a friend of his, a specialist in obstetrics and gynecology. One day this friend telephoned another specialist in the same field and asked him for a favor.

“My wife has been having some abdominal problems and she’s in particular discomfort this afternoon,” he said. “I don’t want to treat my own wife and wonder if you’d see her for me?”

The other specialist invited the doctor to bring his wife in for an examination. When he did he discovered (are you ready for this?) that she was five months pregnant! Her obstetrician husband was so busy caring for other patients that he hadn’t even noticed his own wife’s burgeoning pregnancy. (1)

Have you ever noticed that some people are absolutely clueless about some very important things?

One man said his wife doesn’t complain often, but once they were having an old-fashioned “heart-to-heart” talk. She said, “Hon, you never listen to me. Every time I try to talk to you, you get this far-away look in your eyes after only a few seconds. Please promise me you’ll try to work on that.”

He says the last thing he remembers was replying, “I’m sorry, what was that you were saying?”

Of course, many wives would allege that their husbands are clueless.

One woman says that she and her husband were snuggled together on the floor one chilly winter evening watching television. During a commercial break, she says he reached over and gave her foot a gentle squeeze.

“Mmmmm,” she said. “That’s so sweet.”

“Actually,” he admitted sheepishly, “I thought your foot was the remote.” (2)

According to Pastor Rick Warren, there is a little structure deep in our brain stem called the reticular activating system. The reticular activating system is our brain’s filter; it allows us to filter through all the sensory stimuli we receive and focus only on what is important to us. The reticular activating system allows us to filter out the hum of the air conditioner, the itchy sweater we’re wearing, the flickering light overhead, so that we can focus on the pastor’s message.

Now there are three types of information that are so important that they automatically get through our built-in filter. The three types that get through are things that are unique, things that we value, and things that we find threatening.

For instance, let’s say you are in an important business meeting. You are focusing all your concentration on your boss’s speech. Suddenly, the coffee pot behind you blows up. You would almost certainly notice the coffee pot blowing up because this would be both unique and threatening to you.

Or let’s say that you are working on a big project at home when you hear a little squeal come from your baby’s room. You noticed that small sound because you are automatically attuned to your baby. She is valuable to you. Therefore, you notice anything connected to her. (3) All of this is due to the reticular activating system.

Jesus told a parable about a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and lived in absolute luxury. At the rich man’s gate lay a beggar named Lazarus. Lazarus was covered with sores. He longed to eat even the scraps that fell from the rich man’s table. He lay there day after day in misery. Dogs came and licked his sores.

Every day when the rich man left his estate, he had to pass by Lazarus. Do you think he ever paid attention to Lazarus? I doubt it. His reticular activating system probably filtered this poor man out of the scene. Lazarus was a nobody in the rich man’s world. If he was noticed at all, it was probably as an object of disgust.

It’s interesting, though. In Jesus’ parable we know Lazarus’ name. We don’t know the rich man’s name. Guess who counts in God’s reticular activating system?

However, there came a time when the rich man did notice Lazarus. “The time came when the beggar died,” said Jesus, “and the angels carried him to Abraham’s side.”

The rich man also died, said Jesus, but he didn’t go to Abraham’s side. Instead he found himself in hell. From this realm of torment, he looked up and he saw Abraham far away. Then the rich man couldn’t believe his eyes. There at Abraham’s side was this poor beggar who had lain outside his gate, this man of no importance, this man of no consequence, Lazarus. But while the rich man languished in hell, Lazarus was in glory.

Now this is a parable, not an allegory. We should not take this as a literal picture of heaven and hell. In this parable the rich man could look into heaven. And he could call out to Abraham, which he did.

“Father Abraham, have pity on me,” he cried. “Send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire.”

The rich man still didn’t get it, did he? He still thought Lazarus ought to serve him. He was absolutely clueless about the way the kingdom of God works.

Abraham reminds the rich man that in this world he had many nice things while Lazarus had none. And besides, he says, there is a chasm between heaven and hell that cannot be bridged. In other words, it was too late for the rich man. His fate was sealed. He had turned his head too many times in ignoring the beggar at his gate.

The rich man still didn’t get it. “Then I beg you, father,” he cried, “Send Lazarus to my father’s house, for I have five brothers. Let him warn them, so that they will not also come to this place of torment.”

Abraham replied, “They have Moses and the Prophets; let them listen to them.”

“No, father Abraham, said the rich man, “but if someone from the dead goes to them, they will repent.”

Abraham said, “If they do not listen to Moses and the Prophets, they will not be convinced even if someone rises from the dead.”

It is a powerful parable. If we took it literally, it would even be a scary parable.

Let me ask you a question: Are there people in your world that you don’t even see? Needy people, hurting people, people who need you attention.

Actually, they’re everywhere, aren’t they? Maybe within our own family. Or next door, or in the next cubicle at the office. They may not be covered with sores. There may be no dogs licking their sores, but you can see the hurt in their eyes.

One of the most remarkable men who has served our nation was a man known as a “rough rider.” His name was Theodore Roosevelt. Part of the mythology surrounding this vigorous outsdoorsman was that as a child he was very sickly and suffered severely from asthma. According to the myth, he overcame his asthma through a rigorous regimen of physical activities, including bodybuilding and boxing.

In reality, according to biographer David McCullough, Teddy Roosevelt had stopped suffering from asthma long before he took up his athletic activities.

The chief factor in his physical recovery seems to have been his removal from his family setting. When he went to Harvard, says McCullough, his illness magically disappeared. In fact, there is good question whether Roosevelt suffered from asthma at all.

For one thing, his so-called attacks always occurred on one day of the week, Sunday. Coincidentally, perhaps, Sunday was the one day of the week when Roosevelt’s father was home and could take care of him. In short, the attacks may have been simply an attention-getting device from a son who craved fatherly affection. And, if his attacks were a device for getting attention, they worked exceedingly well. The family was very wealthy, and whenever young Teddy wheezed even slightly he was whisked off to the country or even to Europe, where a bevy of servants was waiting at his beck and call. Anything to help little Teddy.

However, little Teddy was starved for his parents’ attention. Perhaps this is why all his life long, Theodore Roosevelt loved the limelight. As his son would later remark about him, “When Father goes to a wedding, he wants to be the bride; when he goes to a funeral, he wants to be the corpse.” (4)

Have you ever been around a child who is starved for attention? They’re on every playground. Some of them can be a nuisance. If they do not get the attention they crave, some of them can end up being a life-long problem for society. Who in their own family doesn’t even see them? Of course, children are not the only ones who are starved for attention spouses, aging family members, shut-ins, people with disabilities. Our reticular activating system filters them out. They are not on our radar. They can’t serve our needs, so we don’t even see them. It happens all the time. We’re in a hurry. We’ve got places to go, people to meet, goals to accomplish and, like the gynecologist with the pregnant wife, we do not see what is right before our eyes.

Author Karen Mains wrote a satire sometime back titled “The Wireless Wizard of Wonder.” In this satire she described a new electronic gadget that attaches to a person’s arm. It works something like a lie detector, though with much greater sensitivity. She described its power like this: “Whenever any evil thought crosses the wearer’s mind, the machine sets off a warning buzz.” Such a device does not exist, of course. It was a satire.

Unfortunately, the magazine which carried the story did not label it as satire. Soon the publisher received a letter from a high school teacher wondering where she could purchase the Wizard Wonder for her students. (5)

Most of us have a machine that sets off a buzzer when an evil thought crosses our mind. It’s called a conscience. What we really need is a machine that will tell us when there are people around us who need us, people we are overlooking right outside the gates of our consciousness.

Love sees. That’s the first thing we need to understand from this parable of the rich man and Lazarus. Love sees. The rich man passed this poor beggar day after day and never really saw him until it was too late. You and I need to train our eyes to see those around us. Being sensitive to others is not something that comes naturally to most of us. It’s something at which we need to work.

The wife of English statesman Benjamin Disraeli made a secret arrangement with one of her husband’s associates. He was to inform her at the end of the day if that day had been particularly stressful for Disraeli. She knew that on those stressful days her husband would be very tired, dispirited, and need her special attention and support.

Whenever she heard that it had been a bad day, Mrs. Disraeli went through the house and turned on every lamp they had, knowing that the twinkling lights of the house always lifted her husband’s spirits and chased away the problems of the day. (6) This was a system Mrs. Disraeli had devised in order to be sensitive to her husband’s needs.

Just a small thing, but small things add up. Being sensitive to the needs of others is something we work at. Love sees.

And love acts. Not only did the rich man not even see Lazarus at his gates, there is no evidence that he ever did anything to help Lazarus’ situation. All he did was turn a blind eye.

Alexander Wollcott, the highly regarded critic and commentator for The New Yorker magazine, had a special friend to whom he always took a special gift. His friend’s name was Helen Keller. Most of you remember this name. Helen Keller was a special lady who could neither see nor hear, but still was an outstanding author and speaker.

Wollcott knew that beautiful flowers would mean nothing to a blind woman. So when he went to see Helen Keller he took her great bunches of geranium leaves. The leaves emitted a spicy, fresh fragrance that he knew she enjoyed. Wollcott learned one of the lessons of caring: fit the gift to the recipient. (7) That takes a very special sensitivity. Love sees and love acts.

One guy was trying to be humorous. He told about a friend of his. He said, “Old George and I are great buddies. There’s nothing we wouldn’t do for one another. And that’s how we’ve spend our lives doing nothing for one another.” Unfortunately that’s true of far too many of us. Love sees. Love acts.

And love heals. How often at a funeral have we seen people torn apart with guilt. They feel guilty not because they ever said anything mean about the deceased. Certainly they had never abused their loved one except through neglect. “I should have been there. I should have done this. I should have done that, I just didn’t realize . . .”

How wonderful at such times it is to know that we did what we should have. We saw. We cared. We showed our love. There is healing in such knowledge.

That wonderful preacher of the Gospel, Fred Craddock tells of a time when he and Mrs. Craddock had a guest in their home who was spending the night. As Fred read the paper, this guest played with their kids and taught them a new game. Fred thought to himself, “How long has it been since I [came] home from work, got down on the floor, and played with the kids and taught them a new game?” He felt himself judged by his guest’s actions.

Following dinner, the guest said to Mrs. Craddock, “I certainly appreciated the meal. That was just a wonderful meal.” Fred tried to remember when it was that he had said that to his wife following dinner. He thinks it was in 1949. And he was judged again.

The guest went out for a walk and came back in and said, “Oh, those are nice folks next door. I met Mr.Yung and his wife from Seoul. Very nice young couple.”

Fred says, “Well, I had heard some Koreans moved in down there, but I didn’t know. When he said their names, I was judged.”

Just a familiar pattern, says Fred Craddock. “Come home, read the paper, and eat supper. Then here comes someone strange. Everything looks different, and I think, ‘Where in the world have I been?’” (8) Love sees, love acts, love heals.

We have no indication that the rich man was a bad man. He was just clueless. He didn’t see. He didn’t act. He probably spent eternity mumbling, “Where in the world have I been?”


1. Straight Talk (Dallas: Word Publishing, 1991), p. 124.

2. Pastor Tim’s Cybersalt Digest, http://www.cybersalt.org/cleanlaugh.

3. “A primer on preaching like Jesus,” by Rick Warren, Rev. magazine, Mar. /Apr. 2002, p. 46.

4. David McCullough, Mornings on Horseback (1981), pp. 97,101,167; Hofstadter, op.cit., pp. 209-210. Cited in Richard Shenkman, Legends, Lies & Cherished Myths of American History (New York: Harper & Row, Pub., 1988), pp. 39-40.

5. Philip Yancey, Rumors of Another World (Grand Rapids, MI: Zondervan, 2003), p. 104.

6. Holmes, Marian Smith. “Back in the Land of the Living,” People (May 29, 1989), pp. 43‑44.

7. Ibid.

8. Fred B. Craddock, Craddock Stories (St. Louis, MO: Chalice Press, 2001).

ChristianGlobe Networks, Inc., Dynamic Preaching Sermons Third Quarter 2010, by King Duncan