In God's presence...

i figure we are often so busy that we sort of hear Jesus at the door and take a quick cold call there on the front porch... there's bills to be paid, meetings to attend, books to read, e-mails to send, budgets to produce, people to manage... there's just sooo much... and all of it seems to be driven by fear...

fear that i wont be good enough, fear that i wont keep my job, fear that i wont be able to pay the bills, fear that somewhere i wont know who i am anymore if i'm not supermom, employee of the year, featured at least once on the Fortune500... somebody once said, that if you were rid of all fear, what would you really be doing... what would you be involved in, what would you be passionate about?

it seems that in all the mad rush, God's voice gets drowned out... we dont hear the "come to me all who are weary and I will give you rest", we barely distinguish the "cast all your anxiety upon me, because I care for you...", our ears have gone numb for the call to "ask and thou shalt receive"... and yet Jesus stands at the doors and He knocks, He wants to have community with us, He wants to share every day with us, He wants to bring God's peace / shalom into our lives. then and only then will we be able to be the light-carriers, the good news proclaimers, that God wants us to be.