This chapter tells me that when I struggle with doubt, I’m normal. Even Jesus’ brothers didn’t believe. We see the crowds debating and reasoning about whether or not Jesus was who he said he was. I’d say that it makes sense then for people to still struggle with who Jesus is 2,000 years later!
I know the truth. Where God gives vision, he gives provision. I know that I know that I know… and, still, I sit here unable to sleep.
I like showing myself that my feelings are not always a reflection of reality. I like proving to my emotions what logic already tells me. I also love that my kids see me do something I am terrified of and walk away just fine when it is over.