I talked to Jesus for a while last night @ church. Kneeling down at the altar I fought with myself for a minute how to "open" my prayer as if I were giving a presentation at a board meeting! Finally I just relaxed, took a deep breath and simply said:
"Lord Jesus, you need to put a shock collar on me. You know, like those ones we use on dogs to keep them in line and teach them to behave?"
And that was how my talk with Jesus began. I was fully enjoying my talk with Him because I was just being me. It was the first time that I had prayed to my Savior that way and it felt good - natural.
I told him how I felt like a dog following his master. A dog will get off track and zigzag around the country while you walk in a simple straight line to the destination (this was a point that my dear hubby made during his Sunday sermon). As I was praying the image of me running behind Jesus in a zigzag pattern, examining every rock, crevice and object along the way was comical and more than a bit sad to me.
You see while I was zigzagging along behind Jesus - His patience was unwavering. In that image I saw just how kind, merciful and loving He really is towards me when I am so unfocused on Him and the path He has laid out for me.
So, I am asking myself today . . . what is so interesting about all that stuff to the right and left of my path? Why do I jump so eagerly off the clearly marked trail that Jesus leaves for me into briars, thorns, bushes and rocks?
When I asked the Lord of the Universe to use a shock collar on me in a joking way last night I didn't realize this morning that I would be serious about it! A shock collar set on 10. Let's move past the little warning beep or the gentle #1 setting that gives you a tiny buzz.
Lord, put it all the way up and shock the living daylights out of me. Make it hurt. Get my attention because I am so wayward that a little buzz behind the ear isn't working. Press the button and hold it down until I am fully committed and focused on Your path.
Your Zigzag Lovin' Daughter,
Mar
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