My dad’s time was stretched pretty thin, what with six kids, bills to pay and a constant and growing list of repair projects (everything from a stuck disposal to a tangled slinky). As a result, personal time with Dad was a rare and precious thing. I treasured those few times when we had a chance to hang out and talk things over in a casual way. Priceless.
To say Jesus had a tough day would be understating it, somewhat. His cousin had been beheaded and, when He tried to get away to grieve, mobs of people swarmed around Him, seeking His help. Then they ran out of food and He was called upon for some on-the-spot catering. Finally, when all the dust had settled, the people fed and tucked in for the night, the disciples off, crossing the lake,
“… he went up on the mountain by himself to pray. When evening came, he was there alone,…”
Jesus went up by Himself to talk things over with His Dad. Wouldn’t it be fascinating to know how that conversation went? I’m quite sure the net effect was restful and restorative. No distractions, no specific agenda, just Jesus and His Dad, talking things over.
Sound good? Better. And get this: You have been invited to do it too. Your Heavenly Father has time for you, whenever it would feel good. That’s one of the amazing benefits of a trust relationship with Jesus. He opens the door to the One He called, “My Father and your Father.” Need a break? Leave behind everything that might distract (people, cell phones!) and just go hang out with “Dad.”