Whataburger Jesus
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December 28, 2016, Whataburger Jesus
Three Methodist preachers and a Baptist campus minister are sitting in a Whataburger. I know this sounds like the beginning of a joke but it actually happened. Each Monday morning at 8:00 a.m. we met to basically check in. Some weeks our stories were like 12 miles of bad road, and some weeks we couldn’t stop smiling. We would share feelings, never mention names, and talk about the coming week’s sermons. We are four guys having a quiet conversation when Jesus walks up. He begins by telling us who he is and that he just got out of jail. He then commands us to repent. This was not just any old repent either. We were instructed to go to Catholic Church and confess our sins to the priest – Now! The problem was our freshly released Jesus had poorly timed his admonition to the four preachers sitting before him. We were half way through our sharing time, and I was in the process of sharing. Since I was the one who had been talking, I thanked our new friend, and assured him that we were all on the same page when it came to repenting. I simply added that going over to see the priest would need to wait. Our Jesus was not a person to take no for an answer. His urging rose to a level that matched a Billy Graham revival. Now my three friends are looking at me as Jesus is focusing his full attention on me. I am stuck – I mean what can you say to Jesus that will give Him peace? This was not a man to be ignored, and at that point getting up and going to see the priest didn’t seem like an option that would work for us. This was when Jesus looked me straight in the face and challenged me to step outside and fight. At that moment I began thinking a 911 call might be a good idea – and then a miracle happened. The store manager, a 5’2” woman walked up to Jesus and simply told him to leave. And just like that Jesus left. I would never have thought a time would come when I would need to be saved “from” Jesus by a short, female, Whataburger manager, but I was there when it happened. Moral - You never know when you are going to meet Jesus. |