I was with my family in Washington, D.C., over the holidays. One morning I was out early, walking the streets, talking with the Lord. I was asking him if there was anything I could do to participate with him in what he was doing in the city that morning.
I ended up stopping in a bagel shop for a quick bite. Sitting there I noticed a woman in the back of the store. She was having a conversation . . . from the appearance of it, she was having conversations with two someones, one tall, one short . . . but there was no one else around here. She was sitting there, seemingly by herself, but engaged in vigorous discussions with someone standing over her (who she looked up at when she spoke) and someone either seated on the floor or very short next to her (who she looked down at when she spoke). She laughed, shouted, whispered, talked . . . nearly constantly.
And it was then I began to have a conversation with a not visible someone as well. I can’t fully discern what were simply my thoughts and which (if any) were the Spirit’s words. But my conversation went something like this.
She looks like she needs help.
Maybe you should go over and talk with her.
Maybe it’s a demonic problem. I don’t want to create a scene.
But it wouldn’t create a scene if she found freedom and release in Jesus.
Is that what you want to do, Jesus?
I don’t think I can do that. What would I say?
She certainly doesn’t look happy.
But Jesus never just walked up and interrupted someone needing help . . .
Really . . . what about the man in the tombs. A demoniac, not looking for help . . . Jesus just showed up and rescued him from his trouble.
But don’t people have to want to be helped, ask for help, to get help?
But what if they don’t know what the problem is . . . what if they don’t know that help is available?
So, right, I’m just going to walk over to her and say, “Hey, you want to do something about those voices?”
What would the risk be?
What a scene. What would people think? And what would people think if nothing happened? Maybe she’s just got an emotional problem.
And Jesus could help with that, too.
Well, yes, but . . . I just don’t know.
But maybe the kingdom of God could break into life in a small way right here.
Lord, if you want me to talk with her, have her look over at me.
She is still talking with her not-present-friends.
Lord, if you want me to talk with her, I’ll just stand here for a moment. Have her look over here.
She never turned to look at me. I stood there for what seemed like eternity (but probably more like three or four minutes). Then I took a deep breath, took a step . . . and promptly left the bagel shop.
So what I am wrestling with is . . .
How can I live in such an abiding relationship with Jesus that I will have a better sense of what he is up to, what he wants to do, how he wants me to participate?
Knowing the kinds of things that Jesus did (and still does), how am I to know when and how I could or should step into a situation and stop simply being a spectator?
If I know the things that Jesus does and how he still wants to do those kinds of things through his friends and followers, what will it take for me to get off the sidelines and become a more active participant?
And Peter said, “You know of Jesus of Nazareth, how God anointed him with the Holy Spirit and with power, and how he went about doing good and healing all who were oppressed by the devil, for God was with him.” (Acts 10:38)
