Marti says I do my best work when I’m the most honest. That that is something I can supply for everyone — a way of connecting faith to the realities of life that rarely gets embraced by Christians. Christians, especially Christian leaders, are always putting their best foot forward. Well what if you don’t have a best foot? What if you wake up with two left feet?
That’s me this morning. I woke up early feeling the weight of too many questions I can’t answer and not enough courage to meet them. I woke up wanting to check out, so when I went to write, both feet came forward. What if there is nothing to put forward but your faith (and that is pretty fragile at the moment)? And on top of everything, now the track pad on my computer doesn’t work right. I click here and it shows up over there. Kind of like God who is there, but does not seem to be here.
I’m thinking about those Psalms of David when everything is going wrong and God seems to not be responding to his cries for help. In almost all those Psalms, David ends with praise, though the praise is never connected to the things he brought out in the beginning. It’s not like God solved his problems; it’s like God was just there. He would remind himself of God’s truth, His faithfulness, His love, even though he could not personally connect to any of it. It was a God who was there. Maybe not felt here, but at least He was there. He was somewhere. Sometimes that would have to be good enough for David.
God showed up in a very big way on that first Easter Sunday, but it wasn’t “here.” It wasn’t where they expected. The women went to the tomb where they expected to find Him and He wasn’t “here.” He was somewhere else. He had risen. They clicked on death and He showed up among the living. They clicked on death and He showed up out “there” somewhere. We celebrate how wonderful that was, and forget that for them, that was very unsettling. God wasn’t meeting them where they expected. If He wasn’t here, at the tomb, where was He?
He was out. And for the days and weeks to follow, up until He ascended into heaven, He was out and about. Who knew where He was going to show up next — but it was never where they clicked. He was in the upper room; He was on the road to Emmaus; He met them for breakfast on the beach. He was out and about. If they didn’t get out they might miss Him.
Have I answered my question? Do I click on “here — meet me here” and He shows up there? Maybe I need to get myself there to find Him. Ever since the resurrection, He’s been out and about. He doesn’t want us to check out; He wants us to check in and go, because He’s going to meet us out there. Don’t click here in your depression, or fear or despair and expect Him to show up there while you wait for Him. He wants us to click here and then go find Him there because that’s where He is. He is resurrected. He’s out and about. He’s where you need Him most — not here, but there, where you are living your life, and reaching beyond your questions and your doubts.
Have I answered all my questions? No, but Jesus and the resurrection gives me power to get started. Click here; meet Him there.