One name appeared on the door. Smiling, I walked in as I had done many times before. Strangely, a man sat behind the desk. “Mr. J, please, I have an appointment.” “Mr. who?” he asked. I repeated myself. “You must be in the wrong building or have the wrong office. ” Humm. Walking back down the hall, I stopped, looked at the office building board next to the elevator. It confirmed what I already knew. The man at the desk had a major problem. Reentering the office I said with a soft chuckle, “Well, right building, right floor. You must be a “newbie” in this office?” He grinned and said, “No, I’ve been here many years.” Whoa, now we are in trouble. My mind spun. One of us must be “loosing it”. “Is Mr. J in? I have an appointment.” “No, you don’t. Please check your calendar.” Whipping out my cell phone calendar, I commented, “No, today is the right day; in fact, yesterday I received a call as a reminder of my appointment today.” My voice grew firm, “So, please listen: I am in the right building, on the right floor, on the right day, asking to see the right person who is in.” “Surely, he said, “Go down the hall to the first door on your right.” Boy, is this guy ever squirreled up! By now, my own mind felt cloudy and a little crazy. Trying to refocus, I knocked on the door and entered.
A new man sitting behind this desk said, “Have a seat. I’ll be with you in a moment.” Over the next hour, he offered me coffee, the daily newspaper, suggested I answer my cell phone, and to feel free to change the TV channel. All of which I did. Later, he casually looked up and suggested that if I needed to use the restroom, it was down the hall. Or if I was hungry, I could get something to eat in the snack bar. Scowling at him, I said: ” I have been waiting more than an hour. And I am the only person here. What is going on? Is Mr. J in or not?” “Yes, he is in. I’m sure it will not be much longer. Please relax and enjoy the beautiful view from this 27th floor.” Parking myself in a chair facing the window, I gazed at the skyline, watched the planes fly in over the city, observed the birds on the window ledge, answered my e-mails, made my grocery list and gave some serious thought on how to resolve the issues existing in the lives of those I love. All done, I approached the desk again. “I know Mr. J is expecting me. Are you sure he is in?” Glancing at the chair where I had been sitting, he said, “You left your purse open; better zip it shut to be safe.” Speaking sharply, I said, “I have an appointment with Mr. J !” ” Yes, Madam, I know. Please go through the door to your left.” Jaw clenched, I jerked open the door. I walked through fully expecting to see Mr. J only to find a security guard blocking my way. “May I see your ID?” Shocked, I took out my driver’s licence. “Sorry, I need more,” he said pointedly. I handed him my Social Security card. “Sorry, I need more.” Next my voters registration. “Sorry, that’s not enough. Sarcastically I said, “My birth certificate and passport are at home. I didn’t know I would need FBI clearance to get in! Why all this craziness and the delays? Are you accusing me of not being who I know I am?” Angrily, he retorted, “How long have you known Mr. J ?” “Years, now …… !” “Follow me” he said harshly. Walking down the hall, I was beyond furious, close to the rage stage. Stepping up my pace, I passed the security guard. Seeing the familiar door with Mr. J’s name on it, I boldly opened it and walked in. Smiling broadly, Mr. J stood up and said, “There you are! Where have you been, Mamie? I’ve been waiting for you. I’m so glad you’re here.” Shaking my head, I reached out to my friend. He put his arms around me and hugged me affectionately.
A sweet stillness filled my darken bedroom. Softly He whispered: “Never let confusion, distractions, or condemnation keep you from our precious time of friendship together. I am always “in” for you. I am always waiting for you. Perserve with boldness and press in to see Me like you did in the dream!”
Reflecting on His Words, I recognized that these are some of my major weaknesses. Daily, I must recognize them, and I must refuse to let them control me. In His strength, I can press boldly into His ever waiting, smiling Presence.
No, He is not the Author of confusion.
Yes, He is my Peace.
I Corinthians 14:33 — For God is not a God of confusion but of peace …
No, He does not want me to be distracted.
Yes, He desires me to be still and focus on Him.
Luke 10:40 — But Martha was distracted with all her preparations … while Mary was seated and listening to the Lord’s word
No, He does not condemn me.
Yes, He corrects me with wisdom and love.
Romans 8:1 — There is no condemnation for those who are in Messiah Jesus.
The question is: Am I always focused on Him, available to Him and obedient to Him?
The honest answer is: No, that is why He gave me such an unusual reminder, a poignant dream, not to let confusion, distractions,and condemnation steal my focus from Him, my availability to Him or my obedient to Him.
You guessed it: Mr. J is Jesus
As I wrote this, He put into my mind, my confusions, my distractions and my condemnations that I shared with you. Yours may, probably will be, different from mine. So, ask Him to reveal to you your own. He is waiting for you! And SMILING TOO!!