31 October 2012

To Galilee and Beyond


“This very night you will all fall away on account of me...
but after I have risen, I will go ahead of you into Galilee...”

Back home, to Galilee. To the land of Jesus’ boyhood. A land of hills and valleys and men with calloused hands. It was the land from which Jesus had plucked each of his twelve disciples, ill-suited as they were: fishermen and taxmen, menders of nets and collectors of tolls––hardly the kinds of students on which an up and coming rabbi should think to build a following. And yet, despite their glaring lack of promise, that is exactly what he made of them: the single most transformative following the world has ever seen.

What a contradiction these men were; just take Peter, for example, who, out in a boat during the fourth watch of the night, saw Jesus walking toward them on the lake, and called out, “Lord if it is you, tell me to come to you on the water.” 
And when Jesus answered, “Come,” Peter gets down out of the boat, walks on the water and goes toward him. But then seeing the wind, he becomes afraid, starts to sink, and flailing about, he sputters, “Lord, save me!” And then Jesus, catching him in his arms and bringing him up, says, “O you of little faith, why did you doubt?”

Doubters with little faith. Such were the men that Jesus chose: fickle and unsteady; and yet... it was this same Peter to whom Jesus said,“You are Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church.” Our Lord had a vision for who people might become in him.


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