At first we feel superior; because we know the story, we marvel at the obtuseness of some of their questions (“Rabbi, when did you come here?” “What sign are you going to give us?”). But then even those with whom we are led to identify, those who believe in Jesus, those whom he calls his friends, also fail to understand and will fail to stand by him in his darkest hour. Like them, we find this Jesus hard to follow. The crowds who cross the sea in the morning, “looking for Jesus,” have seen the miracle