Jesus and John |
As I continue reading in John, I am fascinated with what I
am noticing. For this post, I plan to write about the “weirdness” of Jesus.
Just a warning so that you have time to exit and go somewhere else in the
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As I was saying, Jesus strikes me as odd, bizarre, weird.
Now it could be that it appears this way because John omits bits and pieces of
the conversations that Jesus has with people. But it is so odd that it probably
did indeed take place as written. Otherwise, John is a poor storyteller and
makes Jesus look like a weirdo. Either way, Jesus seems to say weird and
off-the-wall things.
Now I have heard preachers try to explain this weirdness,
but they make a lot of assumptions. And who, really, can get inside Jesus’ head
by means of a few words on a page and speak for half an hour about something
that is just too weird to explain. I’ll tell you what I think. I think Jesus’
weirdness is scary, so they have to make up some rational explanation so that
Jesus doesn’t appear to be munching mushrooms when his disciples weren’t
looking.
Now, I am not trying to be disrespectful here. I am just
saying that some things Jesus says are way out there—downright weird. And for
the record, “weird,” according to the dictionary, is “strange, bizarre.” So there
you have it. Jesus says weird things. And in John, I have noticed these weird
things.
The text that really got me thinking about this is in John
4. This is the story of Jesus’ conversation with the Samaritan woman at the
well. The first weirdness occurs following an intense dialogue about water—who
will draw it, who will drink it, where it comes from, well water, living
water—basically, it has to do with water. Jesus brings her to the place where
she wants the living water and asks Jesus to give it to her.
He then says, “Go get your husband.” What? They were just
talking about water. She wants this living water. And Jesus changes the subject
completely and randomly (although, I am sure it made sense in his head), tells
her to get her husband. Weird. Of course, if you’ve read this chapter, you know
that the conversation takes a few more turns, and by the end of it, they are
talking about the Messiah. And then Jesus declares that he is the Messiah. But
they get there by way of the husband. Now that is bizarre.
The second weirdness occurs when the disciples come back
with food. They urge Jesus to eat. After all, he was tired and needed to rest.
They figure he needs some nourishment to revive his energy. And what does Jesus
reply to their urgings? “I have food. You just don’t know about it.” The
disciples are confused. I would be confused. Then Jesus starts talking about
sowing and reaping, fields, sowers and reapers, laboring, and getting paid.
Weird.
It is as though Jesus ignores what his disciples are saying.
And I imagine that Jesus got the kind of stare people have when they are
envisioning something in their own minds and begin talking about it with a sort
of flat affect because they are mesmerized by their own visualizations. I don’t
know. Maybe I'm the only one that does that sort of thing. It just seems weird for Jesus to start talking somewhat off-topic.
And what really gets me is that nobody seems to care that Jesus is weird. They let him be weird. They even go along with his weirdness. I like that. And I like that Jesus is weird because I identify with weirdness. It gets people’s attention, makes them ask interesting questions, and prevents a certain comfortableness with the way things are.
And what really gets me is that nobody seems to care that Jesus is weird. They let him be weird. They even go along with his weirdness. I like that. And I like that Jesus is weird because I identify with weirdness. It gets people’s attention, makes them ask interesting questions, and prevents a certain comfortableness with the way things are.
I’ll be looking for more of Jesus' weirdness. It keeps me
asking questions and prevents me from getting too comfortable with who I think
Jesus ought to be or with what others have said about who Jesus is.
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