You know that
everyone in the province of Asia has deserted me, including Phygelus and
Hermogenes. May the Lord show mercy to the household of Onesiphorus, because he
often refreshed me and was not ashamed of my chains. On the contrary, when he
was in Rome, he searched hard for me until he found me. May the Lord grant that
he will find mercy from the Lord on that day! You know very well in how many
ways he helped me in Ephesus. (II Timothy 1:15-18)
This
isn’t recorded in the book of Acts. There is no explanation of why everyone abandoned
Paul or who Phygelius and Hermogenes were. From this passage, we know that
Onesiphorus was a helpful friend who was there for Paul more than once. We all
want friends like Onesiphorus, but people are human, and often are more like Paul’s
everyone. Every now and again, someone posts something on social media asking
if they called or showed up at midnight in tears and in trouble, would we help.
The whole point is that if we don’t immediately say that we would drop
everything and do everything, we are saying we’re bad friends.
The truth of the matter for me is that if I heard the phone, if I got to
it before it went to voicemail, and if I recognized at least the area code, I
would answer (or recall) and help as I could but chances are good that I wouldn’t
be much help. Chances are even better that a couple days would pass before I
discovered the voice mail. You’d do better to message me on Face Book or to
show up on my doorstep and knock for a while.
We
all need an Onesiphorus in our lives and it’s nice to know which friend is that
friend. We all hurt when we discover that our friends are more like Paul’s
everyone. As important as that may be, it is more important to be an
Onesiphorus. I know people who like to think they are an Onesiphorus to
someone, even to everyone. This is an area where I tend to beat myself up. I
can’t be there for everyone. I don’t have the money. Even if I did, there are
only so many hours in a day. I’m not God. I can’t solve everyone’s problems,
and I don’t have the wisdom I would need even if I had the power. There are
people I would like to help, but then I look at Dad.
Scripture
doesn’t say that Onesiphorus helped everyone. It says he helped Paul. Chances
are good that his helping Paul meant that he couldn’t help someone else. Right
now, I’m Onesiphorus to my father. I need to remind myself that it’s OK to not
be able to be there for someone else the way I think I should.
Here’s
one last thing about Onesiphorus. His care for Paul could have been
embarrassing. He was visiting someone who was not liked by the government, a
criminal. He may have been put on the watch list, might have been subjected to
searches to make sure he wasn’t bringing in contraband. Paul’s Roman guards may
not have been the most polite, considerate, or gentle sorts.
Part
of what Onesiphorus did for Paul was to be there anyway, and do what needs to
be done, no matter who disapproves.
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