People leaning in as far as they can to hear the words of Jesus. Picture the scene: Hundreds of people are crowded around this house.
But these men are desperate and they have great faith - faith that if Jesus will just look at their friend, something miraculous will happen. The crowds are too thick and there’s no way these guys can carry their friend, confined to a mat, through the masses. Talk about a reason to be distracted! The story goes on to describe a group of friends desperate to get their buddy, who is unable to walk, to Jesus, in hopes that their friend will be healed. Even his biggest critics, the teachers of the Law, were in attendance, sitting right next to Jesus as he spoke. The passage says people came from all over the region to hear what he had to say. Luke 5 tells us about a time when Jesus was in a house, surrounded by a crowd, as he was teaching about God. Here is a guy who was constantly being followed by crowds of needy people wanting something from him (sounds like motherhood, right?) and yet, in the midst of all that noise, we see Jesus completely tuned in to what was most important in each moment. What Would Jesus Doĭuring his life on earth, Jesus gave us many beautiful examples of what living in the present could look like. We need a mentor – someone who knows what it’s like to live un-distracted – to help us navigate our daily craziness and learn to keep “the main thing the main thing.” Good news, mamas: We’ve got one. It can seem impossible to stand in the midst of the noise and maintain a sense of being truly present. Sure, there may be seasons of simplicity, but at any given moment “life happens” and you’re right back into the chaos of a bounced check… or the flu invading your household… or both cars breaking down on the same day. “Distracted” is our constant state of being.īut what other option is there? Reality is… life is not simple. Between kids and husbands and school PTO’s and social media and all the other things vying for our attention, being “in the moment” feels impossible. It’s crowded and cramped and loud and exasperating. I have 3 text messages waiting for a response and my voicemail box is full. He’s been tugging at my shirt and asking for snacks these past 4 minutes. The dog’s whining to be let out. I nearly trip over my youngest son as I rotate back toward the sink.
I yell back at my first born to “hold on a minute” and turn to my daughter to inform her that, like the last group of letters she combined, these don’t spell anything. Where’s my shopping list? My oldest son is yelling for homework help, but I can barely hear him above the sound of the running faucet and my daughter, asking loudly, what “TJLHG” spells. I must make dental appointments for the older kids and… shoot, we’re almost out of toilet paper. The dishes are piled high and the clothes in the dryer need to be folded.
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