The Pharisees came and began to argue with him, seeking from him a sign from heaven to test him. And he sighed deeply in his spirit and said, “Why does this generation seek a sign? Truly, I say to you, no sign will be given to this generation.” And he left them, got into the boat again, and went to the other side. Mark 8:11-13
Today is Ground Hog Day and we watched live as they wrenched the poor little critter named Phil out of the tree stump and demanded a prediction from the reluctant creature. The officials of the city festooned in morning coats and tops hats, some sporting Steelers scarves, reveled in their once a year claim to fame. The first prediction read from the scroll was that the Steelers would win the Super Bowl and the yellow towels went crazy in the huge crowd. And then Phil supposedly predicted that Spring would come early this year. Wbat were his real options? Predict six more weeks of this horribly intense winter? I don't think do. Everybody wanted a sign and it had to be the right sign. Otherwise there would have been a riot.
Jesus was being hit up for signs. Everybody wants predictions and they want them to be in favor of them. It wasn't enough for the Son of God to be in their midst? It wasn't good enough that God loved the world so much that the Son was sent for us all? And are we also demanding signs all the time and not seeing the blessings of love and delight right in front of our eyes?
Today, despite the rain and cold, I ask God to help me enjoy and delight in every wonder and gift I encounter today. Help me not to look for signs but see the ones right in front of my eyes and the love they bear witness to in this day.
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