Over the weekend we saw Judevine performed at the Dorset Playhouse. Judevine is a poetic play uncovering the ordinary, humorous, and tragic aspects of a small town in northern Vermont.
I’m not an expert on plays, but we really enjoyed it. There’s enough humor to offset the tragedy and vise versa. There is a true sense of entering into a small town and meeting the various characters.
One character is a young woman who lives in poverty because her husband left her. She moves from one disappointment to another, until she finds a job up at a ski resort. While there she meets a wealthy business man from New York City who flies her and her children down to the city. She narrates all of this quickly and awkwardly, as if she’s hiding something. The main narrator of the story is very concerned, but nothing more is said of the situation.
How odd it is when the rich mingle among the poor. There is a certain power and hold that the rich seem to have. For example, in the case of this woman, the rich boyfriend could turn her out on the street in New York and then what? She may not even have the fare to take the bus back home.
This has me thinking about the incarnation of Jesus and specifically how the scriptures say he became poor for our sake. The only way Jesus could work among us and share the love of God was by emptying himself of his power and position while on earth among us.
Jesus wasn’t interested in wowing us or winning us over with all kinds of miracles or tricks. He didn’t want a gang of followers. He wanted friends. And that is part of counting the cost.