14 Then Jesus, filled with the power of the Spirit, returned to Galilee,
and a report about him spread through all the surrounding country. 15He began to teach in their synagogues and was praised by everyone.
16 When he came to Nazareth, where he had been brought up, he went to the synagogue on the sabbath day, as was his custom.
Having been emptied in the wilderness, Jesus had room to be “filled with the power of the Spirit.” But, even then, he knew that he needed to continue being reminded of the truth of God’s sufficiency and to trust in the depth of God’s provision.
So, Jesus went to the place that was dedicated to telling the story of God’s faithfulness, God’s provision and the insufficiency of anything apart from trust in God.
When he came to Nazareth, where he had been brought up, he went to the synagogue on the sabbath day, as was his custom.
Sometimes we need to hear the sound of a voice, the echoes of a true story to ring in our ears. We need the presence of others to help us remember our true identity. We need the reinforcement of their commitment to support our awareness that we are indeed more than these tangible external realities.
And so, we gather. We gather to tell stories that are deeply true, to hear prayers that are vulnerable and trusting, to share words of truth, to take bread and sip wine, to hear the sound of music in our ears softening our hearts and calling us back to our true nature.
We are embodied beings. We need visible realities that speak to us of intangible invisible truths. This is how we build the muscles of faith that can so easily atrophy in the wilderness of this world that is so committed to surfaces and so bound by appearances.
We need to develop a “custom” that speaks to our hearts of the faithfulness of God and the stability and strength at the core of our being.