In Your time on this planet You experienced the most difficulty with those people who were really convinced that they were good. The righteous political and spiritual leaders were the ones who, in the pride of their righteousness, presented the biggest obstacle to Your ministry, and finally, killed You. You died to redeem them too. You had a much easier time with the fishermen, prostitutes, tax collectors, the poor, and the sick. They knew they were sinners, weak and looked down upon by the righteous and "good". Yet the humility engendered by such weakness was the fertile ground upon which fell the seed of Your love; and there it took root.
There is a powerful lesson here. In the Sermon on the Mount it was the poor, the suffering, and the meek whom You called "blessed", not the wealthy, comfortable and proud. At another time You specifically stated that it was for the sick, not the well, that You came.
A saint I recently read said that it is not for who I was, am, or will be that You love me, but for what I would be. That "would be" makes the difference between hope and despair; for, I am a sinner, but I am not poor, sick, or meek. Risking again some of that spiritual cholesterol called consolation, my hope is that You love what I would be.
If I were a Jew of Judea or Galilee in 30 a.d., You would not have picked me to be an apostle, but I like to think that I would have been one who chose cautiously to follow You - possibly out of curiosity and possibly at a distance: a combination of Zacharias, the centurion, and the young man who found it too difficult to give up everything and follow You. There is a large chunk of worldly happiness and comfort that the poor, the sick, and the meek have given up. There is a place for You in that residual void that the others don’t have. One who knows and acknowledges, even if only to himself, that he is a sinner, is poor, suffers, and is full of pride even though these are not what he would be, opens the door to You. It is because of this "would be" that You love and pursue me, and it is because of this that I have hope. You have a place to fit into my "would be".
Basically, when we fill up our lives with "things": material possessions, intellectual passions, comforts, and dogmatic institutionalism, we have no time or desire for what, if all these were removed, we would be. Not so for those who are closer to this truth because, by circumstance or desire, they lack these encumbrances. The mark of the former may just be that the world calls them "good" like the political and spiritual leaders of Your own time, or the man who prayed in thanksgiving to You that he was not like the rest of men. These "good" inherently deflect You.