AMAZED AT THEIR UNBELIEF

Mark 6:1-6 — New Revised Standard Version
He left that place and came to his hometown, and his disciples followed him. On the sabbath he began to teach in the synagogue, and many who heard him were astounded. They said, “Where did this man get all this? What is this wisdom that has been given to him? What deeds of power are being done by his hands! Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary and brother of James and Justus and Judas and Simon, and are not his sisters here with us?” And they took offense at him. Then Jesus said to them, “Prophets are not without honor, except in their hometown, and among their own kin, and in their own house.” And he could do no deed of power there, except that he laid his hands on a few sick people and cured them. And he was amazed at their unbelief.

Amazed At Their Unbelief

Amazed at Their Unbelief

Jesus’ home-folk
could only see and understand
who they thought he had been,
not
who he had become,
not what he was,
and they were unable to see
beyond their stereotyping,
and so they missed out
on his revelation of pure
grace.
How many times
do we do that?
How many times
do we just plain go blind
to the divine in others
because we can only
see what we expect to see,
or what is convenient for us to see —
becoming uncomfortable
around strangers,
becoming unaccountably frightened
around people of color
whom we do not know?
Anyone who has heard about
the “Black Lives Matter” movement
and said or thought
“Well, blue lives matter,
or white lives matter,”
has denied the fact that in a white culture,
blue and white lives
always seem to matter more than
the life of a person of color.
If we can cage their babies with impunity,
how could we possibly
believe that their lives matter?
I suspect that minorities
are continually amazed at this unbelief
and the inability of the prevailing culture
to recognize Christ within them.
Anyone who could possibly
think that the ones in the
“Me Too” Movement
were just a bunch of whiners,
or any male who has co-opted it,
or other woman’s movements
by discounting their pain
and by thinking that
he
has suffered as much
or more
than any woman,
is turning a blind eye
to the high levels of
entitlement
whites in general,
and white males in particular,
inherit simply by
being born as they are.
In all of the hustling and juxtapositioning we,
the entitled,
seem to do
for a higher ranking at the table,
what we forget is
that within each of us,
and many times lost
to our own racist, sexist, classist
stereotyping,
is that divine
being we know as Jesus,
whom we claim as our Christ.
We seem forget to see,
or go blind to,
this Christ
in those dark strangers we meet.
I do not have any answers except
for us to pay attention
to how we react
in those deep places within us that
we pretend do not exist,
and to question
our own reactions to others.
I think
it is how we are going
to change our world.

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