Our cabin retreat was great. The weather cooperated. It was truly great to have nothing going on and nothing to do. I highly recommend it. We are headed to Dallas this week for the release party of the film series that includes Eliot’s short film.
We continue to get great response to the special needs ideas. It will be really fun to sit back and see what comes of it. It seems to have great things in store.
Today marks five months since we held him. We continue to strive to take the Lord at His word.
I have been hanging out in John lately. I call it “hanging out” in John because that sounds better than rarely reading in John. So, my snail-of-a-study has focused lately on the reactions of others to Jesus’ teachings.
I see myself in these reactions. Here comes this man pointing his finger at the religious and claiming to be God. He does not speak the words they expect, does not accuse whom they expect, and refuses to maintain the status quo. They have been waiting for the Messiah. But not this Messiah. He is quite unexpected. His lessons are tough and penetrating; not the bedtime stories they held dear.
The gamut of reactions reveal much of their disillusionment with this Jesus character. A sampling of responses from John 6-8 include;
→ “This is a hard teaching. Who can accept it?” (6:60)
→ From this time many of his disciples turned back and no longer followed him.
→ “Who do you think you are?” (8:53)
→ “How can the Christ come from Galilee?” (7:41)
I am in the crowd. Jesus is not always the one I wanted to know. Not who I bargained for. His lessons are not always solicited.
If I am to take Him at his word, I am left to believe that Eliot’s entire story will benefit me. That every facet of my son was within his control- even his death. I am not there. I am just now recognizing the destination. I am the shuttle looking down at earth. The target in view, but light years away.
Jesus poses some questions of his own to the crowds:
→ Does this offend you? (6:61)
→ You do not want to leave too, do you? (6:62)
Am I offended that Christ is not the flannel board Jesus from Sunday school? Can I allow Him to be Him? Can I believe that He can do what He says He will? Or do I throw in the towel and move on when faced with His “hard teachings”?
Can I accept a Jesus who comes in unexpected manner with surprising content?
I can only echo Peter as He responds to Jesus when asked if he too is leaving. The reply, to me, does not seem to be a boisterous endorsement, rather an honest plea.
“Lord, to whom shall we go…we believe”