Good old Zaccheus - such a ridiculous figure. Too short to see what's going on, he runs (and in those long robes, yet!) ahead of the crowd and around social convention to climb a tree (ditto the long robes comment here) in order to see Jesus. And, in all that milling crowd, he is the one Jesus sees, the one Jesus calls out to, the one Jesus transforms from robber to philanthropist in a single moment.
Jesus comes to seek the lost, but his eye falls on the one who has made an effort to see him, to know him and to learn about him. The one who has dared to make himself ridiculous for Christ's sake.
Will you be looking at the gospel this week? Or another one of the texts instead? Or, are you celebrating All the Saints, including the ones willing to make themselves ridiculous? Or, if it is your tradition, are you remembering reformers?