By Lisa Huddleston
Like most of the hip Christians in Nashville, I have gotten myself a chronological Bible to study. Oddly (or not), I have had it for some time and have not bothered to read it so this week I jumped right into the New Testament. Ah–good place to start. Balm for the soul in the Gospels. But this morning the balm stung just a little.
Today’s reading included Peter’s declaration that Jesus is the Messiah, Jesus’ prediction of his death, and the Transfiguration. I happily read noting the similarities in the accounts as well as the literary differences. I underlined and commented in the margins thoroughly enjoying my time in the Word and my familiarity with the stories.
Then I read, “You are seeing things merely from a human point of view, not from God’s … put aside your selfish ambition, shoulder your cross, and follow me” (Mark 8:33-34). Wow! That was just what my last post was about! I get it, God. And there it was again in Matthew 16 and Luke 9. Okay, okay. I repent of my selfish ambition. Of all my self stuff. I hear you, Lord. And I sort of patted myself on the back for being so in synch with the word.
Then I moved on to the Transfiguration accounts. God said, “This is my beloved Son. Listen to him” (Mark 9:7). And, “This is my Son, my Chosen One. Listen to him” (Luke 9:35). And, “This is my beloved Son, and I am fully pleased with him. Listen to him” (Matt. 17:5). Oh, yes, Lord. I hear you loud and clear! Help me to lay aside my selfishness and let me fully please you.
Listen to him. He is my Chosen One. I am fully pleased with him. Lisa–I am fully pleased with HIM!
Yeah, I so missed the point. I cannot fully please God and that is why he sent his Son. Jesus can do what I never could on my own. Epiphany! He is God and I am not. I am just as much a bumbler as poor old Peter was offering to build some shelters for the three shining figures on the mountain top! And at least, Pete recognized the Messiah when he saw him!
Jesus is the Son of the living God, the Messiah sent from God, the beloved Son, and the Chosen One. And I am not.