Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Jesus Visits His Home Town

From Blog10

Listen to that carpenter!
Where'd he get those mighty words?
Where'd he get those mighty deeds?
Not from scholarship, we know!
He's just ordinary folks,
Plain as us--no, plainer yet--
He's the guy who made my door!
We know his whole family...
All his brothers, sisters, too.
All of them are regular,
Nothing special, common, low.
Now he comes with men in tow,
Twelve who think he's something great.
He comes teaching, like he knows
More than us about the Lord!
Will he do some mighty work?
No, he can't! He's just like us.

That is how Christ's oldest friends
Missed Messiah in their town.


"...Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary and brother of James and Joses and Judas and Simon? And are not his sisters here with us?" And they took offense at him.
--Mark 6:3, ESV

Now, what about us? Is pride keeping us from seeing the truth that's right in front of us?

Photo ©2010 James L. Swindle. Poem by JLS is public domain.

3 comments:

Mama Zen said...

Wonderful!

Jim Swindle said...

Thanks, MZ. Any credit goes to the Lord, not to me.

Ρωμανός ~ Romanós said...

Your poem makes me wonder just how deep the rejection of our own kin goes, when the Lord has taken charge of their lives.

Jesus' townspeople thought they knew Him, and they rejected Him.

There is some hint that even His own family might have rejected Him, "Jesus entered a house, and again a crowd gathered, so that He and His disciples were not even able to eat. When His family heard about this, they went to take charge of Him, for they said, He is out of his mind." (Mark 3:21)

What could have made them say that, but envy?

It sorrows me immensely, but we see this in our own families, when one of us decides to put Christ first. For all our pontifications and self-righteousness, when the Holy appears among us, our disguises melt like wax.

Word verification: culto