the margins

I am struck again and again by the fact
that Jesus always sought the one
who sat on the margin of life,
on a mat by the roadside,
hidden up in a tree,
at a well in the heat of the day,
committing adultery,
hiding shame in his cloak ....
the ordinary ones ....who fished ...
and the leaders??  those He rebuked !

it was not the leaders He ate with
but the one in sin .....

we are told even to remember, not the leader with the big name
but the woman
without a name ....