“Who are my mother and my brothers?”

Have you ever accused someone of being out of their mind?  We are not unaccustomed to making such a statement about people we know today.  A friend takes a bungee jump, and you ask, ‘Has he gone out of his mind?’  Another takes a sky diving lesson and jumps out of a perfectly good airplane, and you ask, ‘Has she gone out of her mind?’  A person of modest income decides to purchase a house obviously beyond his means, and you ask, ‘Has he gone out of his mind?’  There are lots of situations in which we might ask that question of someone we know, but we are shocked when someone asks that question of Jesus …!

Innocent

Imagine being jailed for something you didn’t do. Not just an objective, academic ‘that’s-a-bit-unfair’ injustice, but the stomach-churning anguish of not being believed, of knowing you’re innocent but, with no advocate and no redress, you sit in your cell with little to think about but the irrational injustice of it all.

Or worse, on death row.