This morning I read a quote by George Orwell: “Perhaps one did not want to be loved as so much as to be understood.” I know for me in my life, I knew that my family and Korean American community “loved” me, but I wanted to be understood and seen. I didn’t want to be someone’s expectation or a community’s trophy of accomplishments. I think for me the road to understanding was to understand myself first and to begin the beautiful and sometimes painful journey of healing and growing.
I wonder if Jesus felt the same way. He was loved by his family and hometown, but not understood. What did he have to unpack? What did he have to understand about himself?
Meditation: What do you think about Orwell’s quote?