Just Jesus and Me

At 7:45 tonight, I decided to go for a walk. Due to the time, Greg wasn’t interested, so I clipped on my Ipod and invited Jesus to come along. It was a magnificent experience. Each dog we passed barked in acknowledgement and I smiled broadly at every person on the path, after all, I was proud to be walking beside Jesus. With Portable Sounds to serenade us, I skipped, raised my hands in praise, twirled, ran and frolicked. Yes, I frolicked with Jesus and it was simply heaven.

“What’s this chick up to?” some wondered. But, I didn’t care because I was bubbling over with joy.

Jesus and I walked fast. We covered my usual path in almost half the time so I tagged on a few extra blocks because I couldn’t bear for the priceless moment to end.

When we got home, we sat on the front porch rocking, just Jesus and me. I told him my worries, asked him to help my kids, my family and friends. He was agreeable; after all, we’re walking buddies now. I praised him. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his presence. I lifted my hands and received.

Then, with stunning clarity, I realized that I could experience this every day. All I have to do is invite him. His calendar is always open, his line is never busy, and his emails don’t return undeliverable. What a gift his presence is.