Thursday, April 09, 2009

Whose Feet?


If you know my children,
can you guess whose feet are in the above picture?

Look carefully . . .

Think hard . . .

Scroll down . . .










Were you right?

Could you guess?

Yep.
They are Jonathan's.

He loves shoes . . . except his own.
It doesn't matter whose they are,
or what size they are,
or what color.

Now that has got me thinking
on this Good Friday Eve.

Jesus walked among the people
for about 3 years teaching and preaching,
loving and serving,
and doing miracles.

Did they really know Him?
Would I have known Him?

It's fascinating to me
to think of Him walking the streets
of those towns and villages,
perhaps right underneath the window
of some woman who was in her home,
caring for children,
trying to make the food stretch,
fighting the frustration at keeping a neat home
and possibly living out of a burdened heart
for her children's future,
her husband's encouragement, etc. etc.
And Jesus walks right below her window,
unbeknownst to her!
There had to be so many that He never spoke to,
or helped . . .
in spite of the MANY that He did.

Where would I have been?
All His encounters were ordained
by the Maker of the Universe,
before the beginning of time.
The woman by the well.
The Geresene demoniac.
Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, Peter and the other disciples - normal people, living normal lives.
Some knew Him personally,
and some knew Him from a distance . . .
heard Him speak in the temple,
heard Him teach the crowds outside of town . . .
but kept their distance.
Others knew of Him as they heard
"the word on the street".
Where would I have been?


Then there was Palm Sunday.
The crowd hailed Him as a king.
They sang His praises.
But did they really know Him?
How many of those who were there that day,
welcoming Him into Jerusalem,

were there that day,
standing outside Pilate's home
and shouting, "Crucify!"
?
Where would I have been?
What would I have been crying?


Would I have been able to see past the "pink shoes" . . .
the provision of bread,
the hope of freedom from the Romans,
the healing of my physical body?

Would I have been able to see into His heart . . .
His mission, His passions?

Would I have hailed Him as
the King of all that lives
and remembered the prophecies foretold
of the coming Messiah?

Would I have cried out for His death . . .
out of anger and discouragement,
and frustration
and what He DIDN'T come to do?


Or would I have been given eyes to see
what He HAD to do
and to cry out with a different spirit . . .
(a new heart) . . .
"Crucify Him . . .
He's my only Hope (Jesus, save me!)
!
May His blood cover me
and my children!"?


I'm thinking . . .
and wrestling with my own sinful tendencies.


But I'm also praising God.
Who has seen fit to put me at just this time in history,
raised me in the church . . .
hearing the truth,

and has opened my eyes
to see past the "pink shoes"
into His heart for His creation.


I've been given eyes to recognize Him . . .
as those two were given on the way to Emmaeus.

Crown Him with many crowns . . . the Lamb who sits upon the throne!!
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8 comments:

Barbara said...

Amen, Sister!
And, I guessed Jonathan; I had heard about his penchant for anyone's shoes!

Anonymous said...

Jonathan as well! Good message Jan!!

Anonymous said...

That comment was from me Diana. I haven't figured out to comment without being anonymous. Love you. Hope your feeling better, and finally on the mend!

SevenPilgrims said...

Diana, just type your name after your anonymous comment . . . right in the comment box. Also, you should have a choice after the comment box called "Choose an identity". Check "Google/Blogger" and sign in with your account.
By the way, thanks for your encouraging comment . . and . . antibiotics and cough medicine with Codine do wonders!

sethswifeforlife said...

Amen! I guessed Jonathan as well. But what a need reminder of where Jesus walked.

Matthew Neal said...

Wonderful post. We are no different in ourselves than the Pharisees, but still let His blood be on us and our children.

Greg Silsby said...

May your family have a wonderful Resurrection Day. He is risen!

Greg Silsby said...

I sent off my Easter greetings before telling you how much I appreciated your thoughts, expressed in this entry. I've often tried to determine what crowd I would have been in, what my response to the man Jesus would have been. Would I have known who he was? I am so grateful for those who introduced me to Jesus, for how He has been further revealed to me through His word, and for the fact that I too can have my Emmaeus moment when, at His table, I come to know Him through the breaking of bread.

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