Thoughts and Reflections

The Son of God is always a stranger in our streets. While he is here, he is a stranger, when he leaves, he is wonderful. Was Jesus ours, Slav or European, when the news about him started spreading? Wasn’t he himself at the time an exotic figure, distant, imported, foreign, and so on? Yes, for a painfully long time he was a stranger. This is a common occurrence. First something is rejected, foreign, suspicious, stoned, burned, and crucified and then it is ours, accepted, undoubted, adored, canonized, and wonderful.

Deepening and revitalising something that has been thought sacred and eternal has always been seen as a threat to traditional and sanctified dogma. Jesus asked the scholars of his time to tell him the words of their scriptures in order to show them that those words were in harmony with what he was saying. But Jesus mostly taught with his life, with his daily practice. He lived his teaching without regard to what others thought and without compromising his spiritual principles. This is why he was thought different and dangerous, and that difference made him a stranger among his own people.