Wednesday, May 09, 2012

Six words to reveal the heart

About decade ago Donald Miller wrote a book that I probably should have read, it was recommended to me but I never got round to until this year. Towards the end he wrote:

"Alan went around the country asking ministry leaders questions. He went to successful churches and asked the pastors what they were doing, why what they were doing was working. It sounded very boring except for one visit he made to a man named Bill Bright, the president of a big ministry. Alan said he was a big man, full of life, who listened without shifting his eyes. Alan asked a few questions. I don't know what they were, but as a final question he asked Dr. Bright what Jesus meant to him. Alan said Dr. Bright could not answer the question. He said Dr. Bright just started to cry. He sat there in his big chair behind his big desk and wept. When Alan told that story I wondered what it was like to love Jesus that way. I wondered, quite honestly, if that Bill Bright guy was just nuts, or if he really knew Jesus in a personal way, so well that he would cry at the very mention of his name. I knew then that I would like to know Jesus like that, with my heart, not just my head. I felt like that would be the key to something.

SIX WORDS: WHAT DOES JESUS MEAN TO ME?

I "talk Jesus" for a living. I've been doing it for about a decade.
In 10 years of ministry you read some books and you come to know some stuff.
And you can start to think you know what you're talking about.
Facts and figures are questions I could answer.

But it was never meant to be about expertise in a subject.
Paul, whose ministry felt like childbirth wrote to Christians in Turkey (Galatia).
They were turning their backs on Jesus and he said:
"You have come to know God, or rather to be known by him". 

When did I ever think it was firstly about me knowing God, I'm known.
Known, not in the omniscience kind of knowing that people might attribute to their gods.
But known personally, in all my insecurities, flaws, weaknesses.
And yet known. Yeah, a tear-stained life would be a good thing.

Look at Jesus, just look at him... "who is your beloved?"
Her heart sings, and I listen. And I see.
"Where is your beloved that I can seek him with you?"
Ask me good questions. Please.

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