I open my Bible each morning, but I usually don't I preface my reading with, “I wonder why this was written?”
But I’m learning that’s so important because, surprisingly, it speaks to me, where I am, right now.
I’m learning that the gospels reveal much more about Christ—and about me in relation to Him—that I had imagined.
Look at the stories. The people.
We see disciples who just don’t get it. They see healings, they hear His words, they know the ancient scriptures…yet they ask if the Suffering Servant if they can have places of honor at His right and left.
They promise they will NEVER fall away; and they do. They deny, they run, they flee in fear.
Yet the writers don’t attempt to paint a more attractive picture of themselves, do they? Perhaps that’s because, in retrospect, they have the bigger picture.
They know they’re not the righteous; they’re the sinners He came for.
Oh, not at first.At the beginning, like the rest of us…
1. They’re blind. They hear He’s the Messiah, the Son of God, but they really don’t fathom what that means until He hangs on the cross and emerges from a tomb. So they keep expecting him to do political messiah type things.
How am I blind? Do I ever expect God to do political messiah type things—fix life here so it’s more like heaven? Make people nicer, better, kinder? Do I sometimes want Him to swoop in and cure the earthbound political system?
2. They’re bound. They want to stay by His side; they pledge to. They say they’ll pray, but they sleep. They can’t do what they will. Until His sacrifice has been made and His spirit is there to bolster them, they’re bound.
How am I bound? Oh, my. How many times do I say I will—pray, read, study, be His hands and feet—and I don’t? “The spirit is willing, but…”
3. They’re people, just like us. They fall short. They misinterpret the Maker, place expectations on Him according to their own situations and perceived needs.
That all sounds like a pretty pessimistic picture of the disciples (and us), but it’s not the end of the story.
He told them they’d all fall away, and they did.
And knowing they would flee, He told them he’d go before them and see them again in Galilee—and He did.
Despite their disloyalties and inconsistencies, their fear and their failure, He went ahead of them…and welcomed them again with open arms.