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Change, Christ, Challenge – Matthew 13:53-58


I’m not going to bother with an introduction (barring this sentence) today, it’s late and I want to get this down while I can still see straightish.

 

53 When Jesus had finished these parables, he moved on from there.54 Coming to his hometown, he began teaching the people in their synagogue, and they were amazed. “Where did this man get this wisdom and these miraculous powers?” they asked. 55 “Isn’t this the carpenter’s son? Isn’t his mother’s name Mary, and aren’t his brothers James, Joseph, Simon and Judas? 56 Aren’t all his sisters with us? Where then did this man get all these things?” 57 And they took offense at him.

But Jesus said to them, “A prophet is not without honor except in his own town and in his own home.”

58 And he did not do many miracles there because of their lack of faith.

 ( Matthew 13:53-58 NIV)

 

I find this passage challenging today. It’s the passage from the Biblestudy I was due to do on the tenth, but I don’t know if I would have really gotten it last week.

Previously when reading it I would think about the practical nature of things, it’s hard to accept somebody as different from the person you knew when they were growing up. However, Jesus didn’t leave home as a boy – He left as a man of around 30. This community knew Jesus well, he was a local tradesman in a pretty small town, he couldn’t have gotten by!

This passage has less to do with a radical transformation of Jesus in the time He was away (although He had changed, moving from a time of waiting into his ministry as the Son of God). Rather this passage is much, much simpler to understand than I had made it.

The passage is simple – The people didn’t understand exactly who Jesus was – they had an understanding, he was just another bloke, nothing special, just another guy like you or me – they didn’t realise he was the Messiah, the Chosen One. Just like the fire-truck in transformers, Jesus is more than meets the eye.

Jesus taught and clearly rumours had circulated after he arrived, because the people ask about Jesus’ change. However, when confronted with the fullness of Jesus’ identity, more than a wise man, more than a healer, more than a man they deny it. They explain it away, like a lot of people do today. “He’s just another man!” “His own flesh and blood are here with us, and they’re nothing special!” “Maybe Jesus had something worth listening too, but all this God stuff is a bit much, don’t you think?”

Then there is nothing more to follow. Jesus’ ministry takes a pause, there are no miracles, maybe the people didn’t bring Him any lame folk, maybe the blind didn’t cry out to Jesus. Perhaps they didn’t follow him out into the countryside without a packed lunch. We don’t know for sure, but my guess is that the people didn’t give Jesus any room to manoeuvre.

There is a lot of that in my own life. There’s a lot of that in the churches we are apart of. Some people pray “Lord make a difference here” but refuse to make changes. Some folks sing “Lord have your way with us” literally do what you want with us, and at the end of the service they leave the building and walk by homeless people without a second glance – I know I have, I know I do.

The point is this – If we really want to see miracles, if we really want to see a friend, a family, a city, a nation… the world changed then it has to start with us. It has to start with making sacrifices – taking the hard road when asked. Denying yourself, and taking up a cross and walking.

Maybe that means sitting down (again!) after a long service and chatting to some poor bloke who can’t afford to eat without begging. Maybe it means changing your prayer life. Maybe it means actually doing something when you know should, even though you don’t want to.

I think it means all of those things for me. I know when I cry out to God “Where are you?” or “Where were you?” The answer is always the same.

“Waiting for you to give Me a chance to help you.”

Words sometimes fail us… Revenge is a dish best served cold. Genesis 42


It’s been a wee while since I last blogged, so I’ll take the opportunity to update you all on me!
I’m finished at uni for the term, I’m more involved at both Central Church and Davidson’s mains Church, both in Edinburgh, as well as finally catching up on all my friends and chores etc.

Moving on from the dull stuff to Genesis 42, (http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Genesis+42&version=NLT) we were left on a bit of a high point for young Joesph, the prime minister of Egypt, managing everything under Pharaoh. He has successfully managed the taxation and now the distribution of wealth during a time of famine, and he must have done a pretty good job, because he’s still around.

The chapter opens with Jacob sending his sons off to Egypt in order to buy grain. The lads arrive in Egypt and are eventually brought to Joesph to decide if  they are allowed to buy grain.

Since years have passed, and Joesph is probably dressed as a very rich Egyptian they fail to recognize their brother! A mischievousness glint takes the eye of Joesph as he realise, and he sets the stage for some ironic revenge. (more…)

Satisfaction – having my head screwed on right!


So this week I was on a Scripture Union camp, I’ve mentioned them a fair few times on here. This camp was pretty new for me, I’ve never done such a large camp before! 110 campers, and a team of 55, makes a lot of people living in a relatively small space.

As always in an SU camp we follow a fairly standard plan, breakfast, a time for games together, to be loud and shoutey and excitable as a whole camp, and then smaller activities ranging from football to raftbuilding, archery and high ropes courses (This year including “nail bar”) and crafts and more and more! Then lunch and more activities, then some free time, in which campers can chat, play team games, or pool and table tennis, go for walks have some alone time, what ever they want – within reason. Then dinner and then an evening activity which is generally all together, hunt the leader/catch the leader, giant cludo, a ceilidh/foam party (which was so amazing), which is either before or after a teaching session, this year we had group time (in our smaller groups), watched a video  as well as having amazing worship all together in our large group of ~160.

But for those of you who where at camp with me, it might well all be a blur of good times, food, banter and learning. While in the morning team meeting (Which took place before breakfast 😦 ) we worked the beatitudes.

I’m not here to talk about the beatitudes though, that’s for another time. I’m here because of something the team leader reiterated to us a few times over the week. That we shouldn’t go away from camp and be sad, but we should leave happy, and full of joy, knowing that God’s work has been done this week.

It’s quite a challenge to me, and I’m sure to a large portion of the team as well as the campers! (more…)

Anger and Passion – What are they, how are they linked, and what do I do with them?


Earlier on this evening I almost lost my temper. It was quite a scary thing for me, it’s been a very long time since I was last angry, rather than annoyed or irritated.

While I was talking it through with a friend who said “I love life right now” I responded, in a grumpy manor “I’m so angry with life right now, I want to punch it in the face till it doesn’t have any teeth yet.”

Which, if you extend the metaphor would lead to talking about Passion.

See, anger and passion are related. Closely. According to Google, one should define passion like this ”

pas·sion/ˈpaSHən/

Noun:
  1. Strong and barely controllable emotion.
  2. A state or outburst of such emotion.
Spot on. Passion is a strong, powerful emotion, that is barely controllable. However, it can still be controlled and used effectively.
An example that suits fairly close to my mood just now – Jesus in the Temple, this is a story almost all Christians have heard of, and a fair few non-Christians know of it as well. (more…)