Knock knock...?

Yesterday I wrote about how wonderful it is to have a place to call home.  Then this morning I read this piece in the Bible: 

Matthew 8:19-20New International Version (NIV)

19 Then a teacher of the law came to him and said, “Teacher, I will follow you wherever you go.”

20 Jesus replied, “Foxes have dens and birds have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head.”

I spent some time thinking about this and then realised that it is so true.  We, humans, are a busy lot.  We are for ever rushing around doing this, doing that.  We are constantly under pressure to perform better, to do more and achieve greater and greater heights.  Time is often in short supply. We fill our lives with so many activities, meetings and events.  We serve on countless commitees and everybody demands its pound of flesh from us.  Often times it is our families that pay the price for our hectic lives and with it our spiritual lives take a backseat too.  We simply have no time spare, and we expect our families to understand it, and accomodate us accordingly.  We have no time for the Lord and we buy off our conscience with a hasty prayer before rushing out into yet another hectic day. Yet, if we spare a moment to evaluate our lives, we may find that a lot of our busy-ness is needless clutter. We have a place for all those little foxes that we have allowed into our lives.  Those little foxes that we read about in Song of Solomon 2:15("the little foxes that spoil the vineyards,...") .  Those things in our lives which we allow to run free, the things we perceive as harmless, yet they end up wrecking havock in our lives.  We have a place in our lives for the birds.  Beautiful, exotic things.  They fill our lives with constant noise and chirping, flying here and there, they keep us busy, busy, busy.  Yet these birds pecked up the seed and flew away with it, as we read in Matt. 13:4 (ESV)  "And as he sowed, some seeds fell along the path, and the birds came and devoured them."


We have place for so many things in our lives, but there is very little, if any, place for the Lord in our lives.  Jesus has no place to rest his head.  Everything else takes a much higher priority in our lives.  When He knocks on our door, the tavern is full.  Maybe it is time we do some de-cluttering, free up some place for the Lord of Lords in our lives.

Blessings, and you are welcome to comment on this post.