On a fall Saturday in 1994 at a rooftop restaurant in Atlanta, Ga, I asked my\u00a0girlfriend to marry me. She said, “Yes.” Actually she said more than yes, but that’s another story. After that\u00a06 hour long evening, my fiancee and I said to one another, “It went by so fast!”<\/p>\n
All year, Jesus’ closest disciples try to understand the man to whom they gave their loyalty.\u00a0They see crowds gather around Jesus, and towns cool to his presence. They witnessed the mixed support of civic leaders\u00a0and opposition of religious leaders.<\/p>\n
In Jesus’ experience from Passover to Passover, today is a turning point —\u00a0the stuff of speeches and books. Yet in only six verses (Mark 8:27-33)…<\/p>\n
Jesus reveals his demise.<\/p>\n
The disciples expected greatness. They could not mistake the foreboding nature of\u00a0his words.<\/p>\n
Jesus’ experience, like ours,\u00a0is wrapped in the limits of\u00a0a human day. Today is a big day in Jesus’ experience, but it passes like any other day.<\/p>\n
The sun sets, emotions calm, people sleep. The sun rises, a new day, new emotions. And naturally …humanly…\u00a0memory slides slowly\u00a0from vividness to oblivion.<\/p>\n
Today is a turning point in Jesus’ story.\u00a0I wonder if\u00a0his followers felt about this day like\u00a0my wife and I\u00a0do about the night of\u00a0our engagement.\u00a0The event passed so\u00a0quickly.<\/p>\n
Like important days in our lives, however, the significance accumulates with time.<\/p>\n