"When Jesus heard what had happened [John the Baptist's beheading], he
withdrew by boat to a solitary place. Hearing of this, the crowds
followed him on foot from the towns." - Matthew 14:13
I think I know how Jesus felt. Not exactly, of course, but I know what
it feels like when something bad happens, or you hear of something bad
that happened to someone you love, and you just need to withdraw and go
away to process the information and get over the shock.
Jesus was so popular, however, that even when he tried to get away, it
didn't work. Maybe you know what that's like as well. Maybe because of
your job, your position, or the roles you play you can't get away,
either. For myself, well... I have a confession to make:
I'm sitting in my car in the church parking lot and I can't seem to will
myself out of the car into the building. The idea of having to put on
my "joyful" face and sing happy praise songs just makes me want to...
withdraw. I can't even hide in the back row because people know me.
Even people I don't recognise know who I am because I'm part of the
music department. There's no place to hide.
It's been a rough week. I had nightmares all night long. I know that
God is worthy of my worship no matter how I feel - I know that
absolutely. But I need the freedom to worship him in a quiet, solitary
place today. I need to acknowledge his sovereignty from the depths of
my emotions, which doesn't include corporate praise today.
I don't have a boat; I have a car. I'm not on the Sea of Galilee; I'm
on the Sea of Parking Lot. And there isn't a crowd of people following
me wanting to be healed. But there are four people inside that building
who need me, will be expecting me to cook lunch in a few hours, mend
school uniforms, help with projects, discuss ideas, and generally know
where everything is and keep the schedules juggled and in balance at all
times.
The silence of withdrawing comforts and renews. I can be still. I can
be in God's presence without distractions. My broken parts are mended
and I am slowly made whole once again.
1 comment:
I love your raw honesty so much.
And I don't know that it helps at all, but I completely understand how you feel. Like.....completely. And I believe it's okay to feel that way. For what it's worth:)
Post a Comment