We had hoped he was the Messiah who had come to rescue Israel. This all happened three days ago.
Luke 24:21
Dear God, I was talking to a group of people last night about being a minister to someone during a time of pain. There are three positions you can be in as the minister. The first is to have no frame of reference for what the person is experiencing. For example, if someone has lost a spouse and I haven’t then I can be there to love them and try to comfort, but I won’t have as much empathy. Or I can be in a position where I too recently lost a spouse or close relative and give a confused empathy that bonds in solidarity. Or, finally, I can have experienced the loss of a spouse a long time ago and am now living an effective life beyond that deep time of mourning. We described this example last night as being able to be a comfort while having at least a little bit of authority to encourage the person that Sunday is on the way.
The loss of Jesus to His disciples and followers must have been the ultimate in disillusionment. They saw the man they truly believed to be the Messiah killed. Still my ultimate favorite Bible story is Joseph and Nicodemus breaking ranks with the Pharisees after Jesus died, coming out as closet Jesus disciples, and then caring for his dead body (John 19:38-42). Disillusionment, pain, and having our paradigms stripped away until we are just left with faith in things we cannot see or understand seems to be part of our Christian journey.
Father, I’m sorry for the disappointments I’ve had in you and still have in you to some extent. I’m working to let go of my own preconceived expectations of you and just embrace you as my God. Help me to do that more completely and to know how to walk with others as they try to make it through life as well.
In Jesus’ name I pray,
Amen