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English: A cropped version of Antonio Ciseri's...

Pontius Pilate presenting a scourged Christ to the people

Bailey, our grey and white cat, has to be able to get in every room. If the door is shutting him out and I’m inside, he will whine. The most dangerous door is the one to the bathroom. If it is open a crack he will work at it until he is able to walk in, leaving the door wide open to “the public”. He doesn’t do anything, but turn around and leave. Never mind that I am in the tub at the time and it would be most inconvenient to close the door myself. Thankfully I don’t have people in my house most of the time.

Revolving door cat? So what. What’s the point?

Hmmm. Do I follow the same pattern in my life with matters of the heart? Come in, go out, like a revolving door? Don’t get too close. Don’t take chances, I may get hurt. Don’t get too emotionally involved. Do I scamper away from Christ too? He knocks. I open a crack and say, “Come back next week” or “I have guests now” or “I don’t buy from sales people” or “You can come in, but only for a minute”. The excuse list is endless.  But I don’t want to be like that. How about you?

Consider this conversation between Jesus and Pontius Pilate before Jesus’ execution:

 

Pilate therefore said to Him, “Are You a king then?”

Jesus answered, “You say rightly that I am a king. For this cause I was born, and for this cause I have come into the world, that I should bear witness to the truth. Everyone who is of the truth hears My voice.”

Pilate said to Him, “What is truth?” And when he had said this, he went out . . .  John 18:37-38

The last sentence finishes and you can continue reading the story, but the point is ~ it appears that Pontius Pilate turned and walked away before Jesus had a chance to answer his question, “What is truth?”. Would the outcome have been any different for Pilate had he actually listened? Was his heart running away?

 

Please Jesus, help me to not run away from You. Sometimes I don’t even recognize when I am doing it, so gently nudge me or bonk me over the head, whichever gets my attention. I don’t want a revolving door relationship with anyone, especially You. I would rather stay seated at Your feet. Amen.

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