I would like to share an interesting “facetime” this morning.
It started like any other:
We chatted over a few verses, a mug of coffee and the sun coming up.
As they were going along the road, someone said to him, “I will follow you wherever you go.” And Jesus said to him, “Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head.” To another he said, “Follow me.” But he said, “Lord, first let me go and bury my father.” But Jesus said to him, “Let the dead bury their own dead; but as for you, go and proclaim the kingdom of God.” Another said, “I will follow you, Lord; but let me first say farewell to those at my home.” Jesus said to him, “No one who puts a hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.” Luke 9:57-62
And I was pondering with Him: “No one who puts a hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.”
What does looking back mean? Does it mean this “is it of God …” leverage? How do I keep my eye on Him without looking back to see where I have been and am going? Isn’t this back to too much emphasis on “doing and busy-ness” – and how does that fit?
Somewhere along the way – and I cannot remember how – we ended up in YouTube. And clicked on – what turned out be – a teaching sermon in four parts (each part pops up a link to the next as it draws to a close). And I was entranced, confused and caught-up in the moment.
The sermon was: Why Jews don’t believe in Jesus.
And I will freely admit that this topic has always been a confused grey mist in my mind, along with some judgements and an underlying “how can they not “get it””?
(in other words – an opinion based on fresh air and my much loved “faith”)
And after letting this sermon wash over me – all four come to close to an hour … He plonked a thought into my head. It was this:
Just who am I if I am of I Am?
And that is why I want to share this morning’s time with Him. Because He did not give any answers. Just a stack of questions – honest questions that I have not asked of myself.
“How inclusive are you? How connected are you really? Who are you connected to, Paul? How “included” do others feel when they see and hear you? And how often do you “exclude” those whom I love without even realising it? Because when all is said and done, Paul – how can you not “get it””?
And it has taken all morning doing other things before the penny dropped and I began to understood better: the sermon was not about “us and them” – Jews and Christians and every other religious variant around – not about faithed and faithless – saved and unsaved – labelled and unlabelled. It was about me. About all of us:
“Who are you connected to?”
Hmmmm …. still pondering … always welcoming any thoughts …