29 July 2009


Read Mark 1:16-32. It's directly after Jesus returns from the 40 days in the wilderness. Then we come to verse 32: it seems like the longest day on earth, when Jesus was going from one task "immediately" to another... and finally, the day comes towards its conclusion... but

"When evening came, after the sun had set, they began bringing to Him all who were ill and those who were demon-possessed. And the whole city had gathered at the door. And He healed many who were ill with various diseases, and cast out many demons; In the early morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went away to a secluded place, and was praying there."

Poor Jesus. He was always getting yelled at by the disciples and the Pharisees, and constantly being misunderstood. He would work all day, trying to get people to hear what the Father had to say, while all the while they just wanted him to heal them. He would heal people and cast out demons, and finally just need to rest, and they would chase after him. The disciples tried to rally him as a military leader. They would push him to return to the crowds. It seems like he was pulled in a hundred directions at once. With political intrigue, peer pressure, and celebrity status, it is amazing that he was able to run off. But he made time. Even he, God incarnate, had to spend time alone with his Father.

When we are up and running all day, knocking out tasks left and right, chasing and instructing kids, maintaining our homes, supporting our husband, and watching the status of all the relationships in our circles... not to mention a full or part time job. Parents. Employees. We, too, can feel like our day will never reach it's end. The demands and requirements of life are so many. How can we deal with it all?

Jesus, after his exhausting day, on his human capabilities, chose this: he arose the next morning, while it was still dark, and went off to a secluded place to pray. We can assume he spent the early morning of his never-ending day the same way. Could that be how he made it for so long? Could it be that recharge- that filling up of God's presence each morning- made him capable of handling the frustrations and demands of his life? If we could only do the same, I am sure that our children, husbands and coworkers will see the difference.