Somewhere last week, after the spiritual leveling and emptying, a new urge took tiny root within me.
To seek Jesus for Himself
Not merely for what He could give me. But to seek Him as a friend and to be a consoler-friend to Him as well.
I felt I needed to go beyond the habit of merely asking Him for everything under the red sun. That asking is not wrong, I know. In fact, not to go to Jesus is the most wrong thing I could ever do. Some folks say, Don’t trouble God.
But I say, Trouble God all you want. The minute we stop, we are in trouble.
This new development in me now, however, was to not just see Jesus as Jesus The Doer and The Giver. But to see Him as my beloved friend and to be that same friend to Him. Seek the Healer, not just the healing, as Susan Skinner writes, and she’s right. In a cherished and treasured relationship, the being there for the other, the quiet listening, the length and depths we go to, to comfort and love, the sacrifices we offer unstintingly – all take precedence over petitioning for help. It’s not that we shy away from asking for help; we just don’t limit the relationship to entreating all the time.
And now, after a lifetime of going to Jesus just to seek succour, a single tiny bell is beginning to stir in the stillness left behind, its silver tinkles softly calling me to follow this new light.
Seek the Healer, says my Angel.
And then I suddenly understand. It is when we seek the Healer that we find the King.