We know that guy.
Better than most, in fact, because we knew him as a little boy. When he cried. And when his mom would pick him up.
Like all who grow up, he comes back to visit, from time to time.
But unlike many who’ve grown up here, worked hard, and made a reasonable life–he’s become pretentious.
It’s as if he’s come back with the sole goal of telling us what to do, how to live.
These are reasonable thoughts.
But they’re also the thoughts that kept Jesus from sharing the blessings they’d all heard about.
“And they took offense at him. But Jesus said to them, ‘A prophet is not without honor except in his hometown and in his own household.’ And he did not do many mighty works there, because of their unbelief” (from Matthew 13:53-58).
Jesus held back miracles, and blessings, because their minds were already shut to them.
I wonder if, perhaps, this is why we, why I, do not see more miracles today?
Maybe it’s because we’re looking with minds already made up?