|Scripture Portion: Jn. 21:1-17||Topic: Do you love me more than these?|
Peter: Disillusioned. Disappointed. Discouraged. So many things happened. His denial. Jesus crucified. His resurrection appearances here and there. Nothing much happening. Restless. To fill the emptiness in his heart goes fishing. Back from where Jesus called. Back to _______ ground/sea/boat/sail/wind on his face/ the waves. Caught nothing. Worked hard- but caught nothing. More exhausted. More discouraged.
Perhaps that’s where some of us are. Exhausted. Discouraged. Empty. Barren. Dry. We had worked hard. Yes, we loved the Lord. But nothing seems to go right.
Our agenda, terms, time. Time waiting is never wasted.
Jesus comes again to bring us back to himself as he did on the shore of the Galilean lake. “Children, you do not have any fish, do you? Cast the net on the right hands side and you’ll find a catch.”
God comes right on time- not early, nor late. Wait
A little time for God
God, when I received this e-mail, I thought… I don’t have time for this… And, this is really inappropriate during work. Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is exactly what has caused a lot of the problems in our world today. We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning… maybe, Sunday night… and, in the unlikely event of a midweek service.
We do like to have Him around during sickness…
And, of course, at funerals.
However, we don’t have time, or room, for Him during work or play…
Because.. that’s part of our lives, we think… that we can, and should, handle on our own.
May God forgive me for ever thinking that there is a time or place where HE is not to be FIRST in my life. We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us. Jesus said, “If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father.”
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They’d laugh at me I’d fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need.
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the Book of life.
God looked into his book and said
“Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down…
But never found the time.”