Jesus is not honored in his home town. He is seen only as the son of the carpenter, Joseph. Nonetheless, Jesus works with what he has at hand. People don’t expect the extraordinary to come from the ordinary.
It is easy to discount what we know. Sometimes the holiest among us is hidden among the simplest. It takes a keen mind and heart to notice the subtle and sublime.
Dear Jesus, may I recognize those who bear Your Spirit. May today be a day when I listen closely for Your Word.