Sit down and shut up, Jesus
Hypothetical situation: I invite two friends to my house for a meal, a game, and to catch up on life. As they arrive, my buddies greet each other warmly, to my joy. I wait for my hug, but they pass into the other room where dinner waits to fill their growling bellies. With the exception of a token nod or word in my direction, they eat, play, and talk in such a way that leaves me no opportunity to participate (without elbowing my way in, which I won’t do). They even spend a significant time talking about me, my life, and how much they value my friendship – yet rarely acknowledge me (all in my own home). What is even more confusing and painful? They seem blissfully content for me to be present in the room though functionally excluded. Spending time with friends who I love while being gagged, tied, and overlooked brings grief.*
The title above no doubt betrays my underlying focus. But what inspires the story above? “For where two or three are gathered in my name, there am I among them.” We find these words of Jesus recorded in Matthew 18:20.
Lately I’m compelled by the reality that He is living. Jesus is alive.
If Jesus is alive, and if he is with us when we gather, I wonder how he desires to interact and how we ignore him. What does Jesus hope for by being among us? What do we miss out on by carrying on without him?
If Jesus truly is among us, we need to restructure our gatherings (formal and informal) in such a way that allows the Christ to participate, and even more so, to lead. Let’s not just talk and sing about him, let’s talk and sing to him, and most importantly, let’s listen to (and obey) our good and worthy King.
*In the story above, I don’t mean to equate myself with Christ… But I find it helpful to put myself in Christ’s shoes to empathize with how I imagine Jesus feels sometimes when his friends & family gather in his name.
