If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a hundred times… I can be a pretty slow learner sometimes (or often!). Funny how sometimes I think that I’m actually getting the point, but then I have something that reminds me that while I may have started to close the gap between who I am and who I should be, it is a lifetime endeavor.
We had a substitute priest this week and he gave a pretty excellent sermon today. It was focused on the story of Jesus telling the disciples that He was going to have to suffer and die. Peter (my favorite disciple) steps up and says something along the lines of “nope” and wants to make sure his friend doesn’t meet that fate. Jesus then reminds Peter that he doesn’t have God’s will in mind, rather his own, that of a friend wanting to take care of a friend.
I’ve probably heard that story over a dozen times, but it wasn’t until tonight that it actually hit me what it was all about. I know, I can be pretty dense sometimes! As I heard the story and the priest’s description of it all I could think of was the Thursday before Dad died, when I learned that I had to let go of the wheel (and wrote this post). The story of Peter kept sinking in and my eyes misted up a bit.
I’m sure that I’ll need to hear this story and others like it many times over before it truly sinks in, but today I’m so thankful to have heard the same message in a slightly different way.