I was reminded today of why I love my church. Every time I step foot in the door I feel welcomed, and the sermon is always something I can relate to in my own life. As I mentioned before, I was once a pretty confirmed agnostic. I knew there was a God, but I’d never had a relationship with Him before. There was no conversation or voice back and forth. My assumption was that I’d find Him sooner or later. What I found out however, was that you don’t find Him. He finds you. You just have to be listening and watching.
Today’s sermon was about the encounter on the road to Emmaus. The summary was basically that Jesus may be walking with us the whole time and we never even recognize him. Kind of reminds me of the Footsteps in the Sand poem. And the thing that stuck out to me the most from the entire lesson, was Wesley’s comments on “finding God.” Do we ever find God if we go looking? Or do we just have to try harder in looking for what’s already there?
“I once was lost, but now am found,” not “I found God on 1st and Amistead.” I spent most of my twenties wondering if I’d ever have the kind of relationship with a church or with God that most of my family had. I grew up in church, VBS, knew the scriptures, the history, and never felt close to God. I looked. I prayed from time to time. I even tried listening for that voice. But apparently I missed the signs somewhere a long the way.
Luckily, He was persistent. I won’t go into the long story of “how,” but I’ll just say that I never did find God. But I’m eternally thankful that He never left my side and never gave up on me. Two men that walked with Jesus didn’t recognize that He was right there with them quoting the prophecies to them. He might not be saying what you expect him to say, and it may not be what you want to hear. But it might just be what you need to hear or what you need to experience at that point in your life.