Lately I’ve been thinking more and more about Jesus while He was here on Earth, which has created moments of wonder like these…
I planted the garden a few weeks ago and when I was done, I stood back, admiring my work while brushing the clumps of dirt from my now mud soaked knees. I stood enjoying the sight of the neat little rows of tiny plants I had started from seeds weeks prior and experienced a sudden overwhelming sense of pride. And I thought, “I wonder if this is how God felt?”
After 6 days of creation He was exhausted, perhaps, and I wonder if He stood back, looking at the tiny plants and bushes and flowers and trees and then over to His dear, sweet Adam and Eve, His cherished children, and also experienced that same sudden rush of pride after having created something so special to Him, something He had thought about and planned for so long, now completed. I wonder, did He sit back to rest on that 7th day and experience that same sense of pride I suddenly did?
As I reached my eyes upward from my little garden to the beauty of the woods around me, I smiled, alone there in the yard and thought, “Yes, this must have been how He felt.”
We had just got home from running errands and even though I still had my sandals on I ran to water the garden before I went in to change into my tennis shoes for our bike ride. As I came into the kitchen afterward, I couldn’t wait to get my sandals off because the dirt was trapped between the bottom of my feet and the sandal and felt awful. As I unbuckled my shoe I thought, “I wonder if this is how Jesus felt?”
Jesus was tired and grimy no doubt, the dust from the road trapped between His leather sandals and the bottoms of his tired feet as always, He wanted nothing more than to prop up clean feet as He rested that evening but when the Pharisee invited Him for dinner He could not decline. He noticed no one came to wash His feet or even gave Him water as He entered but still, He was pleasant and loving to His host. Suddenly a woman came up behind Him and began washing His feet with her very own tears as she wept at His feet, He noticed even wiped them with her hair and furthermore anointed them with oil and kissing them. He was overwhelmed with emotion as Simon interrupted this sweet moment.
As I placed my sandals aside and walked to the bathroom to wash my feet I thought, “Yes, this must have been how He felt.”
I pray you have a blessed week and that hopefully these moments will prompt your own moments of wonder as you enjoy the beauty around you.