Knowing what we do now, it’s hard to grasp how utterly beyond their imagination His death and resurrection were. Experience, culture and presuppositions gave them an unshakeable picture of how the kingdom of God would happen. They had faith in Him. They believed His words, but they just couldn’t fathom what He was about to do. It didn’t fit.
I’ve been there. I have faith in Jesus. I believe His words. I know Scripture is telling me the truth, but I just can’t… make it fit.
Here’s how the disciples worked through that.
1. They stayed close to Jesus. Unlike the crowds who walked away, they knew He was their hope.
2. They kept listening. Jesus kept teaching. They didn’t understand it, but they listened. Later, all those things made sense.
3. They got even more confused before it was over. The Last Supper. The Garden. The silent Saturday spent in hiding. During those dark, anxious times, the disciples were sure they had everything wrong. Their futures and their very lives were in jeopardy.
4. The quest gave way to worship. Face to face with the risen Redeemer, the questions and the need for explanations faded away.
How do you work through faith struggles?
(This is a re-post.)