The Twelve

I've been doing a ton of research lately on the Twelve. There are some things that I find very interesting, and in light of Easter, seems appropriate to discuss.

Sure, we all know that Jesus picked twelve ordinary men-- they weren't super heroes, or world leaders. They were fishermen, cheats (tax collector Matthew), extremist militia-type (Simon the zealot), and full of ego. Yet these twelve spread a new religion across the globe. It was written that even just their passing shadow (Peter), the sick were healed.

I believe that in the three and a half years they were with Jesus, that they joked and laugh, listen to sermons and were taught by Jesus, saw the mundane, and saw the supernatural. I think that when Jesus was taken and quickly tried and killed, that their world went upside down. It was the ultimate gut-check.

Jesus taught them. He ate with them. Walked the countryside with them. They camped together, laughed together, prayed together. He talked about what had happened and told them a lot about what was to come. Yet in the gut-check time, they were still clueless.

During those three days, the twelve did not get it.

So people can spend that kind of face to face time with Jesus, the Son of God, and still not get it? Can people today, spend time with Jesus and still not get it? Of course. They're not even getting the face to face, full time exposure the twelve got.

Those people. Sheesh. I'm glad I'm not one of them. (oops).