If Jesus Had a Blog
If Jesus had a blog I wonder what he
would have written? Maybe something
like:
I can’t believe it. I made this wine the other day for a party
after they ran out and still some people complained that there was not enough
Merlot. Then the Chardonnay crowd asked
what year was the vintage? Speaking of fruit, I wanted to remind them of that
story about that first couple who picked some fruit that they were supposed to
leave on the tree. Those folks at the party needed to be made aware that even
though Adam and Ever were not picking grapes it was then that the wrong questions
started to be asked, but I decided just to let them enjoy the party.
Then the other day I had to break up
a fight between James and John. They
both wanted to be “number one.” I tried
to tell them that being number one on my team might mean being the water boy
instead of the quarterback but they only looked at me like I had two heads.
I guess the thing that surprises me
most about people is how no one seems to be paying attention to life. In the midst of some theological debate the
other day between Peter and Thomas I put my hand up and told them to hush
up. Then I made the whole lot sit down
right where they were standing.
It happened to be in the middle of a
field and I’m sure they wondered why I told them to sit. I then asked them where it was that they were
sitting. Thomas said, “Well it’s a field
Lord.” “Yes but what’s in the field?”
Finally Matthew said, “Uh flowers?” I then picked one of the wild flowers and
held it in front of Peter. He always
wants to be the leader so I thought I would give him a chance.
“Peter, what is this?” He looked at me as if he felt sorry for me
and responded, “It’s a flower Lord.” “Well
ponder this flower for a while and you’ll start understanding that life is more
than the worry all of you have about who is first and what we are going to eat
tomorrow.”
No one said anything for a while,
which was good. I need to teach this
bunch how to be silent and listen. There
is going to come a time when they will need that skill.
I had an interesting conversation
the other day with a woman at a well. I
needed to be away by myself and besides I was thirsty. This woman was there when I arrived and she
started to hurry off knowing that she was not supposed to be seen alone with a
man especially in the middle of the day.
I stopped her and asked her if she
could lower the bucket and get me a drink since she was getting ready to fill
her water jug. “I’m not supposed to even
be talking to you. Number one, I am a
woman and you are a man; and number two I can see that you are a Jew and you
obviously know I am a Samaritan.”
“What if I told you I don’t care
about number one or number two? I care
about you and besides I’m thirsty. By the
way what if I told you that I could give you the kind of water that would
quench your thirst forever?”
“The well’s not that deep sir.”
“Maybe you ought to go ask your
husband about all this.”
“Well I don’t really have a husband
at the moment.”
“I see…then these guys you are
hanging around, who are they.”
“How did you know that?”
“I know things.”
“Are you some kind of prophet?”
“You could say that.”
“A lot of us have been looking for a
really great prophet to come along and finally set thing right.”
“What if I told you that I’m your
guy? How about a drink of that water;
yours and mine…”
It was an interesting conversation
and unlike my dear thick headed disciples I think she understood what was going
on. I’m pretty sure her life will never
be the same.
Well this blogging thing is
interesting. I might keep it up but then
things are getting rather hectic so hopefully some other folks will write down
some of what I’m doing and what I’m trying to say.
That’s all for now and if you’re reading
this remember, “Blessed are those who have eyes to see and who really take the
time to see.”
