Showing posts with label sword. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sword. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Luke 22:47-53; Act or ask?

This little section seems so familiar to me; perhaps because I live it out so often.

The apostles ask a question of Jesus. "Lord, should we strike with our swords?" Then no one waited for the answer. They only had two swords among them and Peter used his to jump into action. They asked a question and then acted without waiting for the answer. It begs the question of "why bother asking if you don't really want to hear the response?"

Then I look at my life and wonder how often it looks the same. How often to I ask a heart felt question of God and them immediately jump into action. How hard it is to really listen. How hard it is to wait.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Luke 22:33-38; Enough

Jesus cut off the apostles quite abruptly. While giving instructions they finally became excited about something. They finally felt like they understood a piece of the future puzzle he kept laying out for them. They could understand violence and open rebellion. It seemed like the time had come to prepare for battle and Jesus told them to get swords. When they showed him how ready they were at the moment, Jesus responded with one word "Enough". He then cut off the conversation.

I wonder how bewildered the apostles felt then? More than that, I wonder just how Jesus felt? Perhaps he did not explain anything more since he knew that they would only get the point by watching his non-violence. Yet I still have to wonder what he felt inside knowing that in the final hours of his life, these closest followers of his had not yet understood who he was and what his kingdom was about.

If I feel misunderstood at anytime, it seems quite overshadowed by this moment in his life.