Once a month, I lead a congregational service called Parables, designed for the whole community but crafted especially for, with, and by people with disabilities and neurodivergence. This past Sunday, we read the story of the Syrophoenician woman from the Gospel of Mark. Frankly, it’s one of the most powerful stories in the Bible, and it always invites me to reflect.
In the story, Jesus has left his familiar surroundings and travels to the region of Tyre, a Gentile area. While he’s there, trying to keep a low profile, a woman whose daughter is suffering approaches him. She’s bold. She asks Jesus to heal her daughter, but his response is remarkably out of character. He tells her, “It’s not fair to take the children’s food and throw it to the dogs.” It’s a shocking thing to hear from Jesus, especially considering how he consistently embraces those on the margins.
But the Syrophoenician woman doesn’t back down. She won’t let herself be defined by those words. Instead, she boldly responds, “Even the dogs under the table eat the children’s crumbs.” It’s a snarky, powerful reply. She claims her worth and her daughter’s worth—asserting that they too are a part of this healing and belonging. And this boldness is recognized. “For saying that, you may go,” Jesus says, and tells her that her daughter will be healed.
This story challenges us to think about how we claim our own worth, and the worth of those around us. It invites us to proclaim boldly that healing, dignity, and belonging are ours too, no matter what words or barriers might stand in our way.
Years ago, I attended the “Why Christian?” conference in Durham, North Carolina. One of the preachers, Rev. Gail Song Bantum, delivered a powerful sermon on this very story. After her sermon, we were invited to communion, and she urged us to claim the bread and cup with boldness. When we were handed the bread and told, “This is the body of Christ, given for you,” we were invited to respond, “Yes, it is!”—to assert that this gift, this grace, this belonging was really ours.
This was the spirit we carried into our time at Parables on Sunday. As we shared communion, our servers said, “You are a Child of God,” and each person was invited to respond boldly, “Yes, I am!” It was a simple but profound moment of claiming truth—about ourselves and about each other.
What would it look like for us to claim boldly? To declare that our identities are treasured? To insist that our neighbors, especially those who are often marginalized, belong fully? What possibilities might we see if we assert the truth of who we are, if we stand firm in the knowledge that we are cherished?
Today, I invite you to ponder what you want to claim boldly. Maybe it’s the truth of your worth. Maybe it’s the belief that life has more possibilities than you’ve imagined. Or maybe it’s the sacredness of your neighbor’s identity and the shared call to community.
Whatever it is, claim it. Boldly.
— Renee Roederer
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