They asked him, “Then who are you? Are you Elijah?”
He said, “I am not.”
“Are you the Prophet?”
He answered, “No.”
I imagine this happened to John the Baptist often:
*breathe*
*mutters under his breath* "For fuck's sake, again?"
*sigh*
"No. It's not me. I'm not the one you seek."
He was doing important work. But someone more important was expected. That had to bring mixed emotions. He's been here, doing good, making an impact on his community and all anyone cares about is the location and vocation of his "little cousin."
I can relate.
I find myself muttering "for fuck's sake" under my breath every time I hear how a millennial will save us all, how they are doing such good work when Gen X has been here long before doing all the same good works.
Now, I'm not so much comparing Jesus to a millennial as I am saying that John the Baptist could be the patron saint of Gen X. We are here, we are still relevant, and we are willing to lift up those who also have much to give. We recognize that salvation will never come from just one man unless that man is Jesus. The rest of us, all of us, need to keep telling Jesus' story while doing all the good we can, by all the means we can, in all the ways we can, in all the places we can, at all the times we can, to all the people we can, as long as ever we can.
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