It’s my day off from work and in the early morning hour, my house is quiet – which is a rare thing. What shall I do with this window of stillness? I need to mop my kitchen floor. I need to get some laundry going. I need to start studying ahead for my graduate course that starts in a few days. I need to start preparing for the Ladies Bible study I’m teaching this semester. I need to do some major de-cluttering here in my study. But more than anything – in this quiet moment – I need Jesus.
The Lord knew all about how draining the demands of life can be. Everywhere He went someone was pulling at Him, asking for healing, asking for release, asking for help, asking for His time and attention. And He always gave. He healed. He delivered. He touched. He restored. He fed. He taught. He ministered in countless ways. Yes, He was God-in-the-flesh. But He was also flesh, and His body grew tired – just like mine. He even slept in a boat in the middle of a storm (Matthew 8:23-27). Yet Jesus always made time to be with His Father. Luke reported that “Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed” (5:16). That means, by word study – that Jesus made room in His day to regularly be present with His Father for companionship.
That’s what I need today in these moments of quiet stillness. And that requires more than a five-minute devotional and a prayer for all the things I need God to deal with. I confess I don’t always take the kind of time that allows for companionship with Christ. Like I said at the start, I have a lot I need to get done. I have a feeling you understand. But here’s the question you and I need to answer: Will clean kitchen floors help me be more like Jesus? Or a pure heart? Do I need a closet full of clean clothes at the ready? Or do I need to clothe myself in Christ? Will I be a better student or Bible teacher because I crammed my head full of Scripture – or because I opened myself to be filled with the Holy Spirit?
Beloved, you and I need Jesus. We need to be present with our Lord. Floors and laundry and responsibilities can wait. Your heart can’t.