Advancing the Conversation of Jesus
As Jesus walked the fragrant shores of Galilee, people came and saw, came and listened, came and followed. There were no conditions to follow him. No doctrinal statement you had to sign off on. No pledge you had to commit to. You weren’t flagged for your ethnicity or refused for your morality. Your sex didn’t qualify you or disqualify you; neither did your standing in the community. His appeal was simple.
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me-watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”
(Matthew 11-The Message)
To those hunched over their nets or their accounting tables, to those who were worn out and burned out on religion, Jesus said “Come.” To those of us who are hunched over our desks or our computer tables, those of us who are worn out and burned out, he says, “Come.”
He doesn’t say come to Christianity. He doesn’t say come to Church. He says come to me. What he offers when we come is recovery. Recovery of the life we have lost along the way . . . the rhythms we have lost along the way . . . the freedom and the lightness we have lost along the way.
He calls us not to a guilt trip but to a get-a-way.
This is his way, a way largely without words and certainly without swords.
When I came off the withdrawal from my addiction to religion, I looked at this Jesus, this one who for so long had been unknown to me. And I listened to him, this one who for so long I had turned a deaf ear to. “Come to me,” he said, smiling. And I came.
As I followed him, I came to know him. As I came to know him, I came to love him. In loving him I realized he was enough, realized I was enough. Just as I am. Without one plea. And without one performance.
It is this Jesus I invite you to come and see, the one I have followed along the shores of the past several years, and from whom I have learned the unforced rhythms of grace. He became my rest and my recovery.
Come and see for yourself. Perhaps he will be yours. A JESUS SIGHTING REQUIRES YOU SEE FOR YOURSELF!