And I brought him to your disciples, and they could not heal him.” And Jesus answered, “O faithless and twisted generation, how long am I to be with you? How long am I to bear with you? Bring him here to me.”
“O faithless and twisted generation…”
My tendency when reading this statement is to always think of it as applying to someone other than myself. I wonder if you have this same tendency? Jesus obviously couldn’t be referring to me because I am a believer, right? I am not the faithless one. Yet, when I survey my actions and my constant battle with evil thoughts, I am led to believe that maybe, just maybe, Jesus is talking to me more than to whoever these other folks are that I imagine. To truly get a grasp on who Jesus is and what He brings to my life is more than I can understand and internalize. Even as I type this I struggle with selfish anger and self control. How can I have known Jesus for so long and still think and act like a heathen?
Maybe it is because my faith isn’t even the size of a mustard seed. Maybe it’s because I don’t really enact the love that has been poured into my heart. Maybe it is because I don’t fully grasp who the glorified Christ truly is. There are some concepts, ideas, teachings of God that, if truly accepted and internalized, would no doubt revolutionize who I am and who you are also. O for even a ‘mustard seed sized’ grasp on these truths that the mountain of sinful flesh that manipulates each of us might be moved.
God have mercy. Your mercy is our only hope.