Tap Tap. Do You Like Jesus? Check Yes Or No.

[heyiheardthat]

When I was in 7th grade, there was a boy who had a crush on me, but I was unaware of it. His name was Billy. Things were turbulent in my life at the time, and it felt like my world was falling apart. I had just moved to this new school district after my parents separated, and I didn't know who Billy was yet. I quickly buddied up with a few girls, and they happened to be friends of his. I wasn't sure what it was about me that had him so intrigued, as I was such a mess, and was so shy and timid. I wouldn't even have known he was after me had one of my friends not presented me with a note from him, asking if I liked him. We never saw each other, so my friends would describe him, and continue to pass love notes on to me from him. The girls described him as fun, compassionate, patient, polite, and loving. And he liked ME! It made the rough things I was going through in my life fade to the back of my mind. I really wanted to get closer to this Billy guy and get to know him better.

However, at the end of 7th grade, I moved again, and lost touch with Billy.

I never forgot him over the years though. I would think about him every now and then, wondering what ever became of him. My friends' descriptions of him were always vivid in my mind. I carried on with my life, which at times was cruel and unkind, and fraught with loneliness and bitterness with pockets of sunshine here and there. Why did I ever let that one get away? I wondered. Perhaps life would have been different if I had taken the promises in those notes seriously. I wasn't really looking for love at the time, so it seemed a harmless thing to entertain. I spent a lot of time dwelling over what might have been, and wishing I would've taken different roads here and there; ones that would've led me anywhere but where I ended up. I found myself stuck in the quicksand, swallowed up by hurts and disappointments and cursing my circumstances. I felt doomed to suffocate there. But then...

When I was 30 years old, there was a man who had a crush on me, but I was unaware of it. His name was Jesus. Things were turbulent in my life at the time, and it felt like my world was falling apart. I had just moved to this new place in my life, and I didn't know who Jesus was yet. I quickly buddied up with a few girls, and they happened to be friends of His. I wasn't sure what it was about me that had Him so intrigued, as I was such a mess, and was so shy and timid. I wouldn't even have known He was after me had one of my friends not presented me with a note from Him, asking if I liked Him. We never saw each other, so my friends would describe Him, and continue to pass love notes on to me from Him. The girls described Him as fun, compassionate, patient, polite, and loving. And He loved ME! It made the rough things I was going through in my life fade to the back of my mind. I really wanted to get closer to this Jesus guy and get to know Him better.

This one wasn't getting away so easy.

I knew that all the pain and adversity had led me to the crossroads where He set His sights on me. He was not a fickle twelve year old boy who would come and go; His promises were real, lasting, and worthy of standing on. Those love notes passed through friends were more than just declarations of unconditional love; they were an invitation to healing and eternal life. They were a story of sacrifice and devotion. Now Billy was a fine friend, but I'm pretty sure he wasn't willing to die for me :)

Chances are, one of your friends knows this Jesus fellow. He may have even asked them to tap you on the shoulder and tell you about Him at some point. No matter how you may feel about yourself, He's in love with the timid mess who seemingly has nothing to offer. He loves the angry, rebellious individual who shuts Him out. He sees what we don't see, and knows the gifts and talents that are being swallowed up by the quicksand. He's not content to let you slip under and suffocate, and He's all about passing love notes through your friends, or even strangers, to get His point across. He's the overly amorous sort, often to the point of being offensive in His pursuit. The Billys of the world are apt to give up and move on at some point, where God does not. Why?

Tap tap... Psalm 103.

XOXO,
Jesus

[ciejsgirl]

Dec. 9, 2008 at 3:20 PM

Beautiful!! 

[lovemybabygirl7]

Dec. 9, 2008 at 5:36 PM

WOW you have such a way with words....

[InHisGrace]

Dec. 10, 2008 at 12:58 AM

This is really beautiful, Jenn  :)