I find it incredibly comforting that the disciples were human. That they were men, living and breathing men, who lived in community with Jesus for three years and still had a hard time grasping the big picture. Sometimes I wonder if it's even harder to see clearly when it's standing right in front of you...when you've been around it for so long. 

I'll be glad for a change of perspective and scenery. It seems I can't see clearly anymore. 

I'm missing the bigger picture.