One of those people had requested my friendship on one of the social networks, and then when I accepted, they immediately deleted me as a friend. It happened two more times, same person, same action. You might wonder why I accepted a second and third time only to get deleted, my daughter certainly wanted to know. I would love to tell you that I am so much like Jesus that I instantly forgave their social error, or trying to make me feel rejected, or whatever it was, and accepted in good faith.
I could tell you all the above, but it would be a blatant lie. I did it because having been raised as a preacher’s kid I was trained that the parishioner was always right; you never argued with the person that was a member of the church. Another thing you never did was to repeat gossip, of any kind, that was almost a federal offense, and never tell anything that went on within the confines of our home, absolutely a federal offense, plus it is not within my nature to hurt anyone’s feelings, just can’t do it, it hurts me more than them.
So, whom do you talk to under all those conditions?
I learned, at a very early age to talk to Jesus, that’s right; He became my friend and confidant. He heard all my complaints against the people that I thought were mean to me, He heard all of the dreams of what I wanted in my life as a grown-up! I always felt that He loved me more, because I was born on the day we celebrate His birth, that had to be special…didn’t it?
As I got older I continued my conversations with Him; I had to ask his forgiveness for hitting that girl, a real bully, in the nose, “after all Jesus, I have kept my mouth shut for so long and she just kept on!” I was sorry my dad got called and I was in trouble, but I was not sorry I hit her. Jesus reminded me that He was beaten and bruised for my salvation, only then did I feel a little guilty.
In my teen years I mostly concentrated on whom I would marry. I don’t know why, but I was always afraid that I would fall in love with someone who wouldn’t love me back! It was like the mystery, when I was a little girl wanting to learn to cook, of how my mother got all the food ready at the same time when she cooked dinner! I learned how to get all the food done at the same time, not so much luck with love, but again, Jesus listened and understood!
It was during one of those personal heartbreak times Jesus came to me in a new way and He introduced me to my new best friend, the Holy Spirit! My heavenly communication reached a whole new level as the gifts of the Holy Spirit began to work through me!
1 Cor. 12:1-3 What I want to talk about now is the various ways God’s Spirit gets worked into our lives. This is complex and often misunderstood, but I want you to be informed and knowledgeable. Remember how you were when you didn’t know God, led from one phony god to another, never knowing what you were doing, just doing it because everybody else did it? It’s different in this life. God wants us to use our intelligence, to seek to understand as well as we can. For instance, by using your heads, you know perfectly well that the Spirit of God would never prompt anyone to say “Jesus be damned!” Nor would anyone be inclined to say, “Jesus is Master!” without the insight of the Holy Spirit.
Through every stage of my life, from the age of eight until now, Jesus has remained my faithful and true friend. Hebrews 13:8 Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever. He is our friend!
John 15:11 I’ve named you friends because I’ve let you in on everything I’ve heard from the Father.
Jesus is not an enigma, He is always the same, and He stays close and is easy to talk with. Do you know Him?
As an aside the nameless person I was speaking of before has now not only deleted me but now I am also blocked! Oh well! WDHD? I talked to Jesus!