Susan LaffertyResurrected. Standing in their midst.
Jesus, the crucified.
Still bearing marks of nails in his hands and feet, the cut of a spear’s entry in his side.
Jesus, who died on the cross. Was buried in a tomb. Now risen. And right before their eyes.
The disciples see. And believe.
“Truly, truly, I say to you….”
After dark. Nicodemus seeks answers. Away from the crowds. And fellow religious leaders.
And Jesus says, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born again he cannot see the kingdom of God” (John 3:3).
Startling words to a learned Pharisee. Ruler among the Jews.
“How…?” (John 3:4).
Fitting in when you enter a new culture can be a challenge.
My parents grew up in America and moved to Asia. Learned language and culture to fit in.
I grew up in Indonesia and loved the place of my childhood and teenage years. I spoke the language, played their games, knew how to bargain with the best. Had dear Indonesian friends.
But I wasn’t Indonesian.
Every four years we came and spent a year in the country of my passport. America.
I wasn’t sure I was American either.
