And on the sabbath he began to teach in the synagogue; and many who heard him were astonished, saying, “Where did this man get all this? What is the wisdom given to him? What mighty works are wrought by his hands!
Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary and brother of James and Joses and Judas and Simon, and are not his sisters here with us?” And they took offense at him.
And Jesus said to them, “A prophet is not without honor, except in his own country, and among his own kin, and in his own house.”
Mk 6: 2-4
It feels so lonely to be part of a dysfunctional family, especially when you’re the one who is the outsider. It feels like you’re unique, the only one to feel like this, to experience this level of rejection. And yet, there are many of us. No, I don’t meet such people every day – thank God! – but there are more than enough around. We are loved by friends, valued by work colleagues, sought out for what we’re able to contribute in various ways, in various places and organisations. Yet those who should love and value us most don’t honour us. As Mark tells us, Jesus has experienced this scorn.
Pray that the equanimity of Jesus may descend on us and alleviate our woundedness.