Talking with Jesus...

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to sit down and talk with Jesus over coffee? I have.

I went to a private showing of Another Perfect Stranger this past weekend at my church. If you don’t know the story, the gist is that a young girl is traveling to visit a college by plane after just having a big fight with her parents about religion. And well, there just happens to be this other passenger sitting next to her that is so easy to talk to and even easier to relate to. He is Jesus by the way.

Through a casual question-answer conversation they cover many of the big "issues" involving religion in current times. But it got me to thinking. What if I ran into Jesus in the world somewhere? What if I could actually sit down with Him over a cup of coffee and just talk about life? I have to be honest with you….if I had the chance, I wouldn’t be asking "what’s the big deal about religion?"

Speaking from the heart here, it would be all about me. So Lord, what about that husband you promised? And what was that whole thing I went through in the 90’s about? What good did that serve me? Oh yeah, why do I still have no clue what my purpose is in this world – when do You think you can let me in on that one? And don’t forget about all the things I’ve done without in my life...when is it my turn?

But you know, that wouldn’t last long. I could say all I wanted to say and I’m sure there would be an answer for every question; most of the answers (the lessons learned) I already know in my heart. But then it would be His turn. That would be the hard part….Jackie, what about when I asked you not to do that, and you knew it was me, but you chose not to listen and do it your way? And what about all those times you said one thing but did something completely different? Or when your friend needed you to stand up for them but you went with the crowd? And what were you thinking when you didn’t speak up for something I know you believed in because you didn’t want to feel like the Lone Ranger? What about all those times the Holy Spirit was moving in your heart and you clearly felt it but chose not to respond? Do I need to go on here?? No Lord.

When I look at it that way I almost think I’d rather pass on that conversation. But of course ultimately it is inevitable. One day we will each be responsible for our lives, our thoughts, our choices, our freedoms, our attitudes, our responsibilities and our hearts. Whether you believe in Him or not, there will come a day. And I choose to do the best job I can now to prepare myself for that meeting with the Ancient of Days. What about you?