Not Seeing Jesus

Grief can blind our eyes, we can’t see what is right in front of us. Two of the disciples of Jesus were walking on the way to Emmaus. Their sight was physically obscured with tears while their hearts were blinded with sorrow. To have a stranger join them on the journey was not unusual, it was safer to travel in a group. Bandits and thieves were often lurking on the way.

The two disciples dominated the conversation at first pouring out their grief and despair at the death of Jesus. They gained no comfort from the fact that some of the woman had actually seen the empty tomb and angels who said, ‘He is alive.’ It was such an improbable idea that their minds were closed!

Then Jesus had a chance to speak, expounding the Scriptures to them but it was not until He broke the bread at their meal that they recognised Him. Their eyes were opened. and immediately He disappeared from their sight. What a missed opportunity! Instead of spending hours in the presence of their Saviour, they only recognised Him for minutes, maybe only seconds.

Do we see Jesus when He is right in front of us, maybe in the kindness of a stranger, a baby’s first smile or a saint leaving this world and approaching the next. ‘Lord, may we see You where You are, right beside us to comfort and guide. Amen’

In the Way

I read once again the story in Mark of the paralysed man who was let down through the roof by his friends. We can imagine the scene in our mind’s eye. As we read the story we often concentrate on the four friends who loved their friend so much that they used their imagination so nothing would stop them getting their friend to Jesus. At other times we concentrate on the paralyzed man himself who could do nothing to help himself, but relied on the care of others and the miraculous love of Jesus.

At the moment I am considering the crowd who in their eagerness to get to Jesus were in the way, They were a stumbling block to this man’s healing. Crowds always seem to have a mind of their own, kindness and consideration goes out of the window. As the man was suspended over their heads, the crowd had no choice but to move.

It’s a terrible thought, but do I stand in the way of someone getting to Jesus? By my bumbling witness and eagerness to tell a friend the life-saving news, am I a hindrance and not a help. I need sometimes to get out of the way and stand on the sidelines and pray, leaving to others the task of evangelising. I can only pray that God will give me the wisdom to know when and which is my role.

Modern-Day Giants

When the Israelites went into the Promised Land they saw the abundance of the produce, milk and honey, pomegranites, figs and grapes so large that it took two men to carry the branch. They also encountered the giants who populated the land, fortified cities and six residents nations who would be sure to oppose them. Ten of the men concentrated on the appearance of the giants and forgot the abundance of the fruit and God’s promise.

Today our giants are of a different type. Our giants are misinformation, the over-spill of the results of war with the resultant refugees, dictators gaining influence and a lack of acknowledging God . The list is endless.

But we are in the same position as the Israelites, we still have the promises of God. He has promised that the wicked will eventually be judged, His justice will reign. A time is coming when sin and disease will be no more, even death will be conquered. While we wait for heaven, God has sent us blessings and joy for the here and now. We have the longer days and evidence of spring approaching. We have the love and support of friends and family. The church, the Bible and Christian fellowship are God’s blessings for us while we wait.

The First Port of Call

‘These are the words of Him who is holy and true, who opens the key of David. What He opens no-one can shut and what He shuts no-one can open.’ Romans 3:7.

‘The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.’ Psalm 23:1

Since I’ve moved house I’ve had problem upon problem. In the first few days I had a broken boiler and a broken toilet. These days both of these are essential. I also suffered a burglary and a gas leak. Now I’ve just discovered I have a leak in the roof because of recent bad workmanship. I would love to tell you that on discovering the problems I immediately turned to prayer. Alas, I am a flawed human being. You would think that after decades of being a Christian, I would have learned. With a God who knows the end from the beginning, of course, He knows the answers to the problems. He knows where my keys and glasses are when I can’t find them.

But, God is not like a great Father Christmas. We can’t just tap into anything we want from Him. He is the amazing, awesome, finite God. There is a price to pay, a very large one. The price in my complete dedication and obedience for the rest of my life.

My Struggles

A while back I had become disillusioned and struggling with my faith. Although I prayed a good deal, I didn’t seem to find contentment. Then after reading through a number of meditations and Christian books, I realised I had too much ‘I’ in my life. ‘I’ was trying to be more holy, ‘I’ was trying to make my own decisions, ‘I’ was trying to witness to others; I knew I had to turn my life round completely. It was not my trying that mattered, everything needed to be turned over to God. It wasn’t my struggling that mattered, it was allowing God to have His own way in my life. He would allow things to happen according to His will and not to mine. Holiness would come from Him and not from me. Witness to others about God’s love would be of no use on my own. God knows how and when each person will come to Him. He alone would know if He would graciously use me. How arrogant I had been to think I was the centre of the universe. My every thought and action needed to be given over to Him.

‘I am not seeking my own good but the good of many, so that they may be saved.’ 1 Corinthians 10:33

A Built-in Best Friend

Two of our teenagers were being baptised; the church was full to overflowing (at least three extra rows of chairs were added.) Relatives of the two girls came from as far away as Bristol and America. It was a lovely service with the two youngsters giving a good report of their faith, before the actual ceremony of baptising them. There was plenty of clapping and cheering. A visitor to the church would have known we were very happy about it, as these girls had been nurtured by their families and various sections of the youth work for a number of years. We all felt we had a small part in them being where they were on that Sunday.

What stood out for me was the remark of by one of the girls. As adults we use many words and descriptions to explain the closeness of God. ‘only a breath away’, ‘a constant being with us.’ ‘closer than a brother.’ But one young lady put it so succinctly ‘God is like having a built-in best friend.’ We couldn’t have put it better!

Hebrews 12:1

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.’ Hebrews 12:1

We don’t have to run this Christian race on our own. For the last two thousand of years there have been many, many Christians and martyrs who have set us an example. Reading about past missionaries is not as popular as it once was, but still their lives are remarkable. They went through many troubles and difficulties, often remaining on the mission field until the end of their days.

It isn’t only to the past that we have to turn. Many Christians in many lands are an example to us today. There are still nations which have not been reached, others have heard the gospel but the persecution is very high. Some countries are trying to eradicate Christianity from their country all together. If they knew how strong our God is, they would realise He is unbeatable.

So we must stop making excuses and tell all we can about the love and salvation of our God. Sin can entangle us, we can run out of enthusiasm. The need to evangelise is as great as it has ever been.

Wrong Number

If I am too quick or careless, I find I have rung the wrong number. Maybe the number I have used is badly written or I’ve even been given an incorrect one. At other times when I’m making a call to a large company I have to pass through several stages, pressing numbers 1, 2 or 3 to get to the right department. Sometimes the wait is very long and I wander round the house holding the phone to one ear and using the other hand to do a few jobs to save time. Making connections on the phone can be stressful and time-consuming.

How different are our calls to God. There are no wrong numbers, pressing several numbers or waiting a long time. Our calls to God are answered instantly , in fact God is waiting to hear from us. We know from experience that the answers may be yes, no, or not yet, but there will always be a reply. We also know that throughout it all, God is working for the best for us, unlike some companies.

‘You will call me and come and pray to me and I will listen to you.’ Jeremiah 29:12

An Amazing Book

So often the true stories of the Bible are more exciting than any novel we can ever read. The whole book is a story of God’s faithfulness and mans waywardness. We find Moses leading a whole nation out into the desert, where having escaped Pharaoh’s army in a miraculous way, they face starvation.Their ever-faithful God provides manna and quail which is further evidence of His love and care. Then when Moses is with God receiving the Ten Commandments, the people believe Moses has deserted them and make the Golden Calf.

Their faithlessness does not diminish as they approach the Promised Land. In spite of the beautiful branch of grapes on their shoulders, ten of the spies declare the land undefeatable and as punishment they spend another 40 years wandering in the wilderness and a failure to enter the Promised Land which God had promised them. They even had a change of heart and tried to conquer the land without God’s blessing. When they were struck down with the plague I wonder if it was a pandemic. Also I wonder how they would have felt waiting for the last dissenter to die before they could enter the land.

Time and time again the Israelites forgot God’s promises, His love and His care. I wonder if that has a familiar ring to it today.

29th February

The last time we had a 29th of February was four years ago in 2020. Looking back through my diary, the world was a completely different place. The first lockdown started during that March and we had no idea what we were in for. I my case it meant staying at home a great deal and my diary only records that I went for a walk, day after day, after day. I wasn’t allowed to go shopping myself but kind members from the church shopped for me, left it on my doorstep and then I left the money in the same pace for them to correct. I didn’t record anything I went to because there was nothing to go to.

Every country suffered, every economy suffered, people’s mental health suffered. Economies are still suffering and people are still suffering mental health problems. I now ask what we have learned during that four years? During the centuries there have always been pandemics. They are an opportunity to learn that God is in control. Although it is difficult to square all this with God’s love and protection, so many of the world’s troubles are brought on ourselves.

What of the next four years? The year 2028 will give us another February with 29 days. Are there things we need to learn as a nation, are there things we need to learn as individuals. The signs of God’s power are all around us, we just need to heed them.