Talking to Jesus

Jesus, I’m being judgmental today and I’m fussing. I see so much talent wasted. I see sensational accomplishments that get nowhere, everywhere. Someone writes the Our Father on the head of a pin. It surely is a great feat, but what good is it? Who can read it, even with 20-20 vision and a magnifying glass? So many things like that take a great deal of time, but when completed they are like a bubble — pretty for a moment, then poof! Waste baskets are worked overtime.

    So, what is important? You, Jesus; talking about you; telling others about you; getting to know you better. You know me, inside and out, and what you see in me I don’t really know. All I can do is try to be on the alert for your way, your truth, and your life. I need to stop, look and listen — to ponder the thoughts of you. I need to tell you about things I’m thinking about, then, see what you think and get your ideas. How? Through thoughts that come from you in prayer, and meditation. Times, spent like this, are happy times and times of fulfillment. I live now, not in myself; but, with you Jesus, because you live in me. Amen.