I like to read the Bible and many times I trip over something I may have read before but never stopped to consider. I don’t expect to ever master all the Bible has to teach and there is always a new and fresh perspective to consider waiting on the next page. What a great Book! For the past 2 days one single verse has been running through my heart and mind. Here it is:
“And He did not do many miracles there because of their unbelief.” Matthew 13:58 (NASB)
In the context Jesus is conducting His public ministry – the stuff recorded in Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John. He returned to His hometown and spoke in the synagogue and people were amazed. Not the amazement that leads us to a higher spiritual level, but amazement that a mere son of a carpenter, a man whose brothers and sisters still lived in the town, could do and teach as Jesus did. The Bible even says his neighbors “took offense at Him”. People are like that. It was a case of mistaken identity and Jesus was certainly not just the “carpenter’s son”. But my heart breaks for those hard hearted people who could not see the obvious due to their preconceived notions. And they missed experiencing and seeing first hand miracles and wondrous works because they refused to believe.
What hit me and has my mind engaged in a deep turmoil is how the actions and attitudes of these people mirror those in my own life. There have been many changes in recent months as God has stripped away some familiar surroundings and replaced some demanding responsibilities. I have a nagging sense things are changing and I am certain God is at work but I’m wrestling with the faith side of life. I do not want to let my unbelief keep me from experiencing something God has prepared for me.
His power is never limited. The problem is always the size of my faith.