Jon Bloom contemplates what it would have looked like for Zacchaeus to confess his sin to those whom he’d defrauded and in the process, dismember an idol from his own heart:
“Dad, there’s a man at the door. He said his name is Zacchaeus.”
“Zacchaeus!” Judah’s face flushed with sudden anger. “What does he want?” Under his breath he muttered, “The little vermin.” His young daughter didn’t need to hear that.
“I don’t know.”
Judah moved brusquely past his daughter, clenching his jaw. If the little weasel even hints at more money, I swear… a thunderstorm of violent thoughts broke in his mind.
When he saw Zacchaeus he exploded, “WHAT?” Zacchaeus reeled slightly from the verbal blow.
“I’m here to return something to you, Judah.”
“What do you mean?” The words sounded more like “Get out of my sight!”
Zacchaeus held out a small moneybag.…
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