THE STORY OF JESUS: Mark 7:31-37
“Jesus put his fingers in the man’s ears, spit and touched the man’s tongue.” (Mark 7:33)
I don’t know: this what I say when asked, ‘why finger in ear and spit in mouth?’
Aside from being weird and gross, it was also effective, it worked.
Maybe Jesus had a reason for the man or the audience, that we don’t know about.
Maybe Jesus has a reason for how He answers our requests, needs or problems.
Why are some answers direct, indirect or delayed, some weird or even gross?
I don’t know… but maybe Jesus has a reason, a good reason.
His goal is to truly help us, not just give us what we want or like.
Our lives and our attitudes are more complicated than we realize.
In this story, the people were probably also weirded or grossed out…
Until they saw the results, then they admitted ‘He has done everything well’.
I believe that one day we will see and say the same.
We will see the difficult, hard to understand circumstances in our lives.
The fog will clear, we will see the results and say, ‘He has done everything well!’
Until then, I don’t know… but I trust.
What do you sense the Lord saying to you?
PRAYER
Lord, I don’t know… but You do. You know things about me that I can’t see, or won’t. Help me to trust You even when what You do is difficult to understand.
Jesus follower
trying to find His way
Christ’s ways are not our ways.
Remember to go and wash in the dirty river for healing?
These men were healed in ‘private.’ His Way.
I can only guess why the fingers in the ears – the finger of God to open the hearing of the Spirit working in the heart. And the spittle on the tongue to proclaim the Good News and sing His praises.
To listen to His leading.
To do His bidding.
God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to perform – also today. Open my eyes that I can see God at work in His world also today.
God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.