(Posted somewhere else Friday, February 28)
After living in Albania for two years, my family was given the option to stay for a third year or to move along. We enjoyed Albania a lot and thought it would be great to stay put one more year, especially since my son was in school. So, we signed the paperwork and went on vacation. We had a great time. When we returned from vacation, we instantly wondered what we’d agreed to. Things tumbled downward for a few days, hitting a low valley when three 7-year olds decided to use my garage as a toilet. (I became the crazy lady on the compound that day!) We looked at the calendar and counted the days until we were free and able to go Home to America.
Why am I telling you this? Well, I’m not exactly sure but it’s the story I thought of after reading Mark 9 this morning. Jesus went up the mountain and was transfigured in front of John and Peter and James. Then, he came down the mountain to a crowd. His disciples had been unsuccessful in delivering a young boy from an unclean spirit. Jesus responded, “O faithless generation, how long am I to be with you? How long am I to bear with you? Bring him to me.” I imagined my frustration and exasperation from my moment in Albania and thought, WOW, Jesus really does understand everything! How exasperated he must be with me/us. As far as I know, this was the first time in his 33 years on earth that he was able to enjoy a piece of his home (Heaven), where he belonged. I can only imagine how good that short moment was for Him. And then he descended down the mountain to find out his disciples still haven’t grasped who they are in, with, and through Him. Talk about a let down after a peak experience!
Today’s Prayer: Thank you, Jesus, for leaving your home. Thank you for putting up with me and my unbelief. And, thank you mostly for agreeing to suffer and die on the Cross for my sin. Help me to always remember who you are and what that means for my days on earth. It is in Your Name, I pray. Amen.