Sunday, July 09, 2006

Getting to Jesus

I was recently reading to Daniel from his little toddler Bible and a couple thoughts hit me...

In my own spiritual life, I've felt lately like Jesus is somehow just beyond my grasp. I feel there's obstruction between us and I can't communicate with Him like I used to. I check my heart in prayer to see if there is unconfessed sin lingering, or I blame it on the fact that I haven't really had "church" in months. I'm so tired of my excuses, tired of my laziness. Then I read these little Bible stories...

The story of Zaccheus and the story of the four friends who lowered their buddy down to Jesus through the roof were particularly meaningful to me. These guys did whatever it took to see the Savior, to see this man everyone was raving about. I felt like God was challenging me to do whatever it takes to have an intimate relationship with Him. I don't exactly know what that looks like, but I know it's about more than a set number of chapters read in His Word, or an hour of uninterrupted prayer at 6am.

It's being unconventional, like climbing trees or ripping off roof tiles. It's being bold and crazy like Peter to step out of a boat onto water - whatever it takes to be close to Him, to get to Jesus.
I'll keep you posted on my journey...

6 comments:

mordy said...

fabulous. i love it.

Susan said...

I totally know how you feel. I have felt like that myself, thanks for being so open and honest. I think we all stuggle with this at some point in our walk!

Holly said...

Oh Jeanie...my thoughts exactly. Thanks for being so honest and putting voice to the feelings I know I've been feeling recently. THIS is why I love blogging!

Ashley said...

Amen my sister. If you only knew how much I can relate to you. Thanks for sharing and I will be praying for you!

love ya!

Will said...

I like your phrase about doing "whatever it takes to get close to Him."

I never cease to amaze myself when I so often find myself being content and filled just to feed off the bread crumbs of conventional meaningless life, instead of eating at the feast of God's glory.

If there is truly a feast in His presence, why do I keep scrounging around on the ground eating with Rats?

Angele said...

can't wait to hear more!