February 25, 2020
“Afterward Jesus appeared in a different form to two of them while they were walking in the country” (Mark 16:12, NIV 1984).
Jerry Robertson is a devoted follower of Christ whose body is torn apart due to wear and tear. Jerry and his wife Donna never complain and are always making their own way without seeking assistance. Multiple back surgeries and bone overgrowth have left his legs weak and made his walking difficult. One day, on his way to the car, Jerry fell in the driveway and could not get up. His wife was unable to lift him, so they began looking for neighbors to help. As they searched in frustration, a truck drove past them, but then backed up. A tall, thin Hispanic man stepped out of the truck and asked if Jerry needed some help. “I sure do, but I don’t think you can lift me.” The man grabbed Jerry under the arms and pulled him right to his feet. “Thank you so much!” “You have just been lifted by Jesus,” the man replied, then got in his truck and drove off. Jerry never saw him again.
Now, I don’t know if this kind stranger was Jesus in a different form, or an angel, or just a man working in Jesus’ name, but Jesus was certainly present in Spirit on that driveway, lifting Jerry to his feet.
How often have I missed seeing Jesus as I rush through my day, or as I shed tears in moments of despair, or focus on myself as the center of my life, or step down a sinful path?
Do I think Jesus lied or exaggerated when He said, “…And behold, I am with you always…” (Matthew 28:20, ESV)?
He is with me, though I run as fast as I can.
He is with me when my tears hide His face.
He is with me when I am happy to run life my own way.
He is with me when I disobey.
He is with me when I cannot get up.
“Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of them, for it is the Lord your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you” (Deuteronomy 31:6, ESV).
Let me know that you are right here with me when I need you desperately, and even when I prefer to walk alone.