Isn’t that like God? We give him a crazy question to his question
that requested an answer, and rather than being bothered by the weak attempt to
feign our incompetence, he spends the whole day with us! That’s pretty much what happens in this
passage. The two prodigal disciples of John
the Baptist ask a silly question, “Where do you live?” and Jesus calls their
bluff and takes them to the place he calls home. But then he invites them to stick around and
take in the day with him.
Before they even realize it the day is almost
gone. I’m pretty sure they had the day
of their lives. It’s like when I spend a
day with my sweetie doing whatever she does when she invites me spend some time
with her. It doesn’t even matter what
she does or if we even talk much, just spending time with her makes the clock
irrelevant. The most inane activity
becomes a pleasure when I am with my sweetie pie! The point being that time spent with Jesus
should be something like that.
I don’t know what your time with Jesus is
like. I know that there are times that
my religious activities are not all that.
Spiritual disciplines seem like…well, discipline—like exercise. I’m not sure my time with Jesus should seem
like a chore to be completed so I can get on with my day. I had to come to grips with the fact that
there was something wrong with my understanding of “Jesus time.” I now have and seek moments when I get lost
in “Jesus time.” I wish I could have more
of it more often, but interruptions often invade my sacred times. But it leaves me longing for more.
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