When I think of Yeshua and leadership, I am more than a little mystified. By any standard, modern or historical, He was just awful.
For the first 30 years he was just a good, oldest son. No one knew of his remarkable qualities. It seems that the only thing on his resume was that he was well liked.
When he finally did get around to doing something, he went and hid in the desert for 40 days.
He gathered up the most common of men to hang out with. He was supported by a group of women.
His followers loved him and hated him, often within minutes of these two opposites.
He didn’t have anyone write anything down. His closest friends didn’t think to write anything about him for at least 20 years after he was gone.
He talked a lot about his relationship with his father.
They only thing that really seemed to matter to him was building friendships with some very unlikely men and women. Even then, his most ridiculous teaching came in the form of washing their feet.
Even today, people don’t put much thought into his model of building friendships.
When he died his closest friends abandoned him. He was such a poor leader that if he hadn’t risen from the dead those closest to him would simply have gone fishing for the rest of their lives.
People seem to really miss the point when they talk more about his miracles and teachings rather than the startling fact that his entire plan for mankind hinged on the friendships that he had developed over the course of three years.
Would you have entrusted the destiny of the world to the likes of a Thomas or a Peter or a Martha?
Monday, December 28, 2009
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"No one knew of his remarkable qualities." I might refer to the story in Luke, where Jesus stayed behind after his parents returned to Jeruselum. Other than that, I'm not aware of any other.
David, I'm so glad to have found your blog! You have such a childlike, simple and fresh way of viewing the world, the Bible, and how Christians have interpreted those two!
I find myself challenged, convicted, and ultimately changed as I read your writings. You are somehow able to express what is already running deep inside me but I've had such trouble accepting!
How can I say thanks??
Susan, you just did. I wrote for me but I did have a secret hope that it would help a few others as well.
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