In the middle of the swirling confusion, in the middle of the wild delight, as Jesus has once again triumphed over the forces of evil, he draws the 12 aside and says again, "Remember, I am on my way to die."
But their minds are overloaded, they've seen too much and they can't take it in. How can anyone think straight in the middle of this maelstrom?
Jesus can see that their eyes aren't focused, he can tell that they aren't listening. They are dazzled with thoughts of greatness. He tries to ram his point home.
Grabbing a child, he says "Listen to me! Look at her! Here's your model, here's your example! This is what you need to copy - get it through your thick heads!"
The kingdom of God isn't about big things, it's about tiny things.
It's not mountains, it's mustard seeds.
It's not a giant, it's a child.
It's not a warrior's might, it's a widow's mite.
It's not an army, it's a sacrifice.
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