Can you imagine if Jesus was a rock star how many people would be lining up to see Him? I’m sure every show would be sold out with thousands of people paying just to see a little man on a stage hundreds of feet away.
I was praying my rosary before holy hour the other day and usually I look at the stained glass image of Jesus the Shepherd, or at the Crucifix, or sometimes my eyes wander out the window to watch the sun come up over the mountain and bring the light of day or even I just sit with my eyes closed, but this time I was staring intensely at the Tabernacle. I could not take my eyes off of it – it’s not that it has any extraordinary or ornate design on it, but because I knew Jesus was inside and I knew I was about to see Him face to face.
For anyone who has gone to a concert or show of some kind you know the anticipation and excitement before the main performer comes out. You wait and wait and imagine what it will be like and check your watch, hoping they will start on time and when it finally does start you scream your head off and jump and dance like crazy. This is what it felt like waiting for Jesus that morning. I was almost shaking with excitement and when the curtain was drawn and He was finally brought out onto the altar my heart screamed “here He comes!” (to quote Judy Jacobs in her hit song “Days of Elijah”). Here He comes, my Lord and Savior; here He comes, the Lover of my soul and Redeemer of all. Here He comes, Jesus our King!
I was filled with so much joy at seeing Him, it was the best thing in the world. But, why am I not always this excited at seeing Him? Why do I not jump out of bed and race to the chapel to be the first in line? Not only that, why am I not excited for the Mass, why am I not more excited to receive Jesus’ body, blood, soul and divinity into my being to be transformed into Him?
And why don’t I look to see Him with such excitement in other people around me? I find this especially convicting.
As a missionary we get to meet hundreds of teens every week and my heart should scream just as loud when they come as it did that morning before holy hour. Jesus is in each and every one of us, it’s innate and an automatic blessing from the moment of our conception. We must look with anticipation and excitement to see Him in all those we encounter. In doing this, I find so much more joy and I find it a little bit easier to go up to a kid I’ve never met and sit and talk with her. I see Christ and I am drawn to Him. This fuels my mission, this fuels my love. I couldn’t get away from Him even if I wanted to. He’s better then a rock star, He’s our Lord and Savior, our King and God and He is calling us to Himself with every moment and every encounter. It’s hard to go and sit with someone you’ve never met and strike up a conversation, let alone a conversation about something as intimate and personal as a relationship with God, yet if we seek Christ, He will draw us into Himself in whoever we meet. There’s nothing more exciting, nothing to get your heart beating other than seeing the one you love and adore and you can see Him everywhere, just take a look!