Everybody's Got One
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Monday, July 29, 2002

 

I have come to believe that you are the Messiah, the Son of God.

We are accustomed in the gospels to impetuous conversions, to those who leave everything at a moment's notice and walk away to follow Jesus. First among equals, after all, is Peter, who spouts off without thinking, who throws off his clothes and leaps into the ocean, who rushes forward and slices off an ear that has to be reattached.
But there are other, more gradual, realizations as well: Thomas, who had to be convinced with physical proofs; Martha, who became persuaded over the course of a long, hospitable friendship – and whose confession anchors John's gospel as surely as Peter's unconsidered one does the Synoptics; Mary, who pondered things in her heart for year upon year.

I wonder if maybe the second sort aren't more lasting and productive, plants that grow from seeds hidden deep in fertile soil, unnoticed until they begin to sprout. Things that spring up quickly sometimes have little root, after all.

posted by Kelly | 11:12 AM link
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