“54 Coming to his hometown, he began teaching the people in their synagogue, and they were amazed. “Where did this man get this wisdom and these miraculous powers?” they asked. 55 “Isn’t this the carpenter’s son? Isn’t his mother’s name Mary, and aren’t his brothers James, Joseph, Simon and Judas? 56 Aren’t all his sisters with us? Where then did this man get all these things?” 57 And they took offense at him.
But Jesus said to them, “A prophet is not without honor except in his own town and in his own home.”
58 And he did not do many miracles there because of their lack of faith.”
So true isn’t it? How often do we let our ‘picture’ of Jesus get in the way of letting us experience Jesus for who he is. Jesus’ neighbors had a preconceived notion that Jesus was a carpenter’s boy. They let this image get in the way of his ‘new’ identity: the fact that he was (and is) the Christ. They couldn’t mold the deity picture to the carpenter boy picture. If only they had done it backwards it would have worked. If they had seen Christ as a deity first and not as a carpenter first they could have painted the picture together and may have been able to find everlasting life. I wonder how often we cannot accept something because of our lack of perspective and how often we let God be smaller than he really is. I heard someone say that if you do not believe that God could have created the universe (agnostic speaking) then your [idea of] God is too small.