From my 2007 Journal. I seem to be in a rut, a slump, a feeling of monotony, sameness. Where’s the excitement in life? I long for fellowship without the work of making it happen. I want things to get stirred up a bit!
Jesus whispers in my ear, “Come on an adventure with Me.”
“Where are we going?” I ask.
“Trust Me,” He replies. “I have all the necessary supplies for the journey. You’re dressed just fine. If the weather changes, I brought rain gear. Will you come?”
Of course! How could I resist such an invitation?!
I see a valley spread out before me, and a long, long line of tables filled with a feast fit for a king. When I get closer, I see both sides filled with people—hungry, poor, ragged. They’re so absorbed in their meal, they hardly acknowledge me. I’m disappointed.
“I thought this feast was just for You and me,” I say. It feels like a trick. “Now I suppose You expect me to help feed the ones without arms, wash their feet, wipe their runny noses . . .” I’m tired just thinking about it. I feel peevish.
“Sit down,” He invites. “I’ve reserved a spot just for you.”
“For me? Whom do I get to sit by?” I ask suspiciously. “Am I going to get stuck next to one of those chatty people? Or a silent one? Everyone seems so self-absorbed.”
I sit. He sits beside me.
“What would you like to talk about?” He asks.
“Oh, stuff . . . like how come You made snow cold? Or how’d You dream up a rainbow or a sunset? Did you really have to create fleas and flies and snakes?”
He laughs. I made Him smile, I think.
“Had enough to eat?” He asks. I’ve barely touched my food. I’m too fascinated by His face—the way His eyes twinkle, the lines, the crinkles. He has restored my soul just by being in His presence.
I love this! This is so God, isn’t it? I love when the Lord laughs. He takes such delight in what we think and feel.
I love how Jesus leads us into discovering what He wants us to know. And yes, I know that twinkle!
You are amazing with words. You make us see the beauty in things that are too often overlooked. I love the thought of sitting down to a feast with Jesus.