MARK 6 // Jesus left there and went to his hometown, accompanied by his disciples. When the Sabbath came, he began to teach in the synagogue, and many who heard him were amazed. “Where did this man get these things?” they asked. “What’s this wisdom that has been given him? What are these remarkable miracles he is performing? Isn’t this the carpenter? Isn’t this Mary’s son and the brother of James, Joseph, Judas and Simon? Aren’t his sisters here with us?” And they took offense at him.
Sometimes knowing someone for a long time means you don’t really see them. You can miss who they really are because you think you know them. How about you? Have you been in awe of Jesus lately or have you been more doubtful because you’ve known Him so long? Talk to Him about this.
Recently, I’ve found that I need new vision, new eyes to see Jesus with again. I realized that I’ve gotten blinded to the amazing uniqueness of His great love. I was journaling from this passage in Mark and realized just how much this culture of anger and division has hurt my heart. The hardness and harshness of politics has shut down my ability to see and caused my heart to harden a bit. I drew this picture in response and wrote this poem/prayer days later as I processed my need for a new heart.
Today if you hear God’s voice, harden not your hearts.