I keep having this vision of an incredulous Messiah. Jesus is once again surrounded by people and their questions...
"Jesus, what about this?"
"Jesus, what about that?"
"Jesus, tell me about..."
He's generally a patient guy, but every now and then the Son of God gets frustrated. He's short in his response. He's incredulous at the indignity or the cruelty that someone's question expresses...
"Is it lawful for a man to divorce his wife?"
"I'm sorry? What?"
I'm preaching on Sunday and this Jesus keeps running around in my head. "Sure, it's lawful. Sure. But it's terrible the way you keep finding reasons to throw one another away!"
There were different issues back in the day where divorce was concerned. There were familiar yet different stresses on families. There were familiar yet different realities to face when divorce happened.
Then there are the kids. Even the disciples struggle with what to do with kids. They are unruly. They get in the way. They can't vote. They can't contribute.
When was it in human society that we started throwing one another away? When did we decided that some of us are disposable?
Jesus loved questions (Thanks, Heidi!). He liked asking them. He also knew, I'd wager, that the questions we ask say a great deal about who we are and what we care about.