But the disciples had forgotten to bring any food. They had only one loaf of bread with them in the boat. As they were crossing the lake, Jesus warned them, “Watch out! Beware of the yeast of the Pharisees and of Herod.” At this they began to argue with each other because they hadn’t brought any bread. Jesus knew what they were saying, so he said, “Why are you arguing about having no bread? Don’t you know or understand even yet? Are your hearts too hard to take it in? ‘You have eyes—can’t you see? You have ears—can’t you hear?’ Don’t you remember anything at all? When I fed the 5,000 with five loaves of bread, how many baskets of leftovers did you pick up afterward?” “Twelve,” they said. “And when I fed the 4,000 with seven loaves, how many large baskets of leftovers did you pick up?” “Seven,” they said. “Don’t you understand yet?” he asked them.
Mark 8:14-21
Dear God, these poor guys. I’ve said before that I’m not sure I would have liked hanging out with Jesus because I know I’m as slow on the uptake as they are, if not slower. The questions he sometimes asked them were hard because he was ripping apart paradigms. “Don’t you understand yet?” No. No, I don’t.
There is still so much I don’t understand. I don’t understand my children and how to parent them at this stage of their lives. I don’t understand everything I’m supposed to do at work. I don’t know how to help family members. I’m sure I must exasperate you. I suppose if I have anything going for me it’s the fact that I am at least able to confess these weaknesses to you and seek you presence (at least sometimes).
Father, I have a lot to do today, and I need your wisdom to know how to do it well. Be glorified in my thoughts and words. Be glorified in my actions. You have ordained my steps. Help me to walk in your ordained path.
In Jesus’ name I pray,
Amen
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