No one likes when their ideas, or passions are called into question. People in the positions of authority do not like to have their decisions questioned, nor do like they like to be undermined in any way. I think this is a human feeling, and I am not any different at all. It hurts to the core.
When you are in charge of a group, large or small, you have a sense of pride that naturally comes from given that task. You don’t have to have a title to have this feeling. This sense of pride can be a great feeling, or for some, it can feel like the weight of the world is on their shoulders. Some can handle it, others can not. Even in college, when you are in charge of a group, you feel this sense of authority, and when someone doesn’t either pull their weight, or does something against what you are trying to accomplish, you feel very jaded. This feeling can manifest itself as anger, jealousy, paranoia, envy or even hatred. All of which are detrimental to the group, and yourself. Trust me, I have been there, I know all of those feelings well. It can cause a leader to make very poor decisions, and for the group to lose the trust of the individual in charge. I have been there before. Believe it or not, I have been on both the receiving and the giving end of this scenario. Both of which I am not proud of, and to this day, still struggle with from time to time. I know these feelings are wrong, but yet, I still have them.
Can you put yourself into the time when Jesus was alive? How hard would have been for someone like me to try to do what he did? I can honestly say, I could not have done it, I would have fallen the way of anger or hatred. At no point in time did he ever waiver. He knew he was the one with authority on Earth, and yet, even as others who were supposedly in power tried to do everything to undermine him, He never once hated them. He even forgave them. He went willingly into the Passion, and never once was jealous for the power someone else tried to wield over Him. He was there to save the world, and He did it. I am very thankful that He did. I know He felt pain and had compassion, just like I do, but never once did he succumb to the sins of jealousy. Instead He approached it with love, and I can only hope to immolate that same love to those around me.