Evening: Psalms 47, 48; Matthew 13:53-58
I left Manchester, England when I was 18 and never went back there to live. Now, when I visit my family there, I sometimes feel as if they think of me as the same immature, annoying teenager that left there in 1971! Do you ever have that kind of experience with your family? I find it humbling, to say the least … that people think I haven’t gained any wisdom or understanding in all these years! Maybe I’ve gained less than I think? It’s vaguely reassuring that Jesus had a similar experience in his hometown.
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