I went to get a massage this afternoon. In full disclosure, I get them fairly regularly--at least monthly.
Today it was different. She was yanking on my limbs and stretching them in a way she never has before. I'm not complaining; it felt great. It was just different. Half way through I asked her why things were different. She responded, "You are so tight like you've been living in the fetal position with your head between your knees." I'm not sure why but the image of the woman caught in adultery about to be stoned popped into my head and wouldn't leave. (John 8:1-11)
I started thinking about it, and I thought I remembered it wasn't explicitly said she was caught in adultery. Alas, maybe that's what I wanted to believe. The story actually does begin with the words, "The scribes and the Pharisees brought a woman who had been caught in adultery, and, making her stand before all of them, they said to him, “Teacher, this woman was caught in the very act of committing adultery." It doesn't say who caught her in adultery. Was she set up? Did someone lie? Or, was it true? Any or all could be the truth. But that's not what I dwelled on while lying on the table having my limbs stretched.
I thought about how Jesus knelt down and was writing in the dirt. I have always imagined he did that for two reasons. One he wanted to write whatever he was writing (we don't know what it was) and also because he wanted to be face to face and eye to eye. I imagine her head was down. I definitely could be wrong about that. Perhaps she was defiant and staring the men accusing her down. But knowing what I know about women's positions in the first century, I find that hard to believe.
I also wonder why she was committing adultery. Was she a woman in love with someone she shouldn't have been? Or just as likely was she a widow trying to find a way to support herself and possibly her family?
What I can imagine is the woman holding her head down and perhaps thinking, "Just get this over with. I am standing here in front of all these people and I'm ready to just be gone." I wonder if she hung her head because she was thinking not only of this sin but also of every mistake she had ever made intentionally or not. I wonder if she was thinking about every moment of her life and how she had failed her friends, her family and her God? I wonder if she didn't want to look up because maybe she had children or friends or family in the vicinity. I wonder if she was trying to hide her shame, but also wanting to prevent those she loved from experiencing pain.
Jesus challenges those standing around for the person without sin to throw the first stone. One by one they all go away. Today lying on the massage table I wondered if she wished they hadn't. Yes her life was spared, but what will her life look like now? Will those who walked away welcome her back into their community? Will her family accept her again despite her sins or will she now be truly alone?
Jesus forgives her. That is the point of the story; that and to point out there are none of us without sin. I imagine she did feel some relief (but we don't really know what she even knew about Jesus and who he was). Forgiveness from God without reconciliation with community sounds and feels pretty lonely to me.
There definitely could be people she hurt with her actions. And those actions have consequences, but I keep wondering, "What happened to her? What was her life like moving forward?" Was there ever any reconciliation?
She has messed up in her life as we all have. Perhaps she did commit adultery and was caught in the act, but even if that wasn't it, I'm sure there was something else. Today I'm wondering. Did her life get better or were there some days she wished Jesus had just let them stone her?
I wonder if she began to walk straighter, looked people in the eye and lived a full life. Or, if she desperately needed a massage table because she couldn't and didn't forgive herself.
