The curse of the hometown

He had lived with them for a long time. They knew him well, so they thought. The town was Nazareth. A humble community that had nothing intriguing. Jesus was coming there for the second time, and maybe the last time. He accompanied his disciples as it was the custom of Rabbis. The first occasion when He was visiting the area they attempted to execute him.

In the Synagogue, as it was the practice, he was welcome to talk.

Back then, a visiting Rabbi would be allowed a chance to talk after which the disciples would field questions.

Along these lines, Jesus went on and gave lessons. The Gospel of Mark 6 record these events.

After Jesus’ instructions, the chaps who thought they ‘knew him better’, as a craftsman, reacted.

“Where did this man get these things?’ they asked. ‘What’s this wisdom that has been given him? What are these remarkable miracles he is performing?”

They didn’t ask Jesus these questions, they asked one another. They would prefer to get the views of their companions than truth from the LORD. There was an opportunity to question the speaker, however, they overlooked Him and would prefer opinions over truth.

This is unadulterated subjectivity; ignore the wellspring of truth, even if it is standing directly before you.

Their initial two questions assaulted the source and the nature of His wisdom. “Where did this man get these things?…….What’s this wisdom that has been given him?”They were now left with just two sources: either God or Satan. Furthermore, they were too emotional to even consider accepting God as the source of Jesus Wisdom. So their inevitable conclusion was Satan.

In the antiquated societies, things were not as they are today; where you start as a shop floor labourer and climb your way up the corporate ladder. It simply didn’t work that way. Your promotions had to do with your heritage, the family you were born in; and not your abilities and capacities. So if you were from a labour class, then that tag will remain with you for a lifetime. If you were from the upper class, then you were upper class.  That is how it remained. Rabbis didn’t come from the labour class. Rabbis originated from the √©lite. So, from the start, they are disconcerted by Jesus’ teaching, but they step back and say, “Hold up a moment, hold up a moment! This person is only a carpenter.” A woodworker couldn’t turn into a Rabbi! It didn’t work that way.

To exacerbate the situation, He was called the son of Mary. In Jewish culture, an individual was known by the name of his dad for example son of David, son of Samuel……etc. Subsequently, they demonstrated their express scorn by alluding to Him as the son of Mary. It was a scheme to stigmatise him.

They went ahead to claim that the fact that he originated from Nazareth invalidated his prophetic and rabbinic claims. How could He be anything more than an unpretentious carpenter in the little known town of Nazareth?

It was fallacious to make such claims against Jesus.

The foremost people to renounce you come from within – the inner circle.

The first people to welcome you come from a far-off place.

Church history is filled with individuals dismissing the person of Christ. Even though there were no questions about the wonderful things Christ taught and the way that He performed supernatural feats, His neighbourhood decided to disrespect Him. Possibly some were envious of Him. Others believed that one that lacked family reputation to be undeserving of the honour that the rest of Galilee placed on Christ.

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