My Dinner Date with
Jesus

 

Jesus is a relationship.
Not a religion. So I thought… if he is a relationship, how come I expect him to
go 60, and me 40, or sometimes I may even expect Him to do all the work? A
relationship must be given attention. So my plan: I’m gonna start doing
something for Jesus. Maybe a little of the “Be still, and know,” spend time
with Him type scenario. And since training camp, I’ve been yearning for that
time, as it is now rare and far in between.

So, on Tuesday November
3rd, 2009 I cancelled all engagements (minus one little yet AMAZING
flag football game) for a dinner date with Jesus.

I searched
AllRecipes.com on my nifty iPhone for a recipe idea. Came across something
called Basil Chicken over Angel Hair.


I bought strange
ingredients like a garlic clove and extra virgin olive oil, and set to slave
over a hot stove for an hour or so. It was tough, but adventurous.

Oh. P.s. I don’t exactly cook a lot on
my own. For example, today, the 5th of November I attempted to heat
breadsticks in the oven but forgot about them… I instead produced 2 charcoal
nunchucks.

I also bought some wine,
lit a candle, and read a couple chapters from The Shack. How romantic…


 
I think I’ll have a
dinner date with Jesus more often. We might have rekindled a spark. 😉
 

Something Al said Thursday night that made me glad for my dinner date with Jesus. You can’t get fed by someone in 25 minutes on Sundays… Pick up a fork and eat for yourself at breakfast, lunch, and dinner EVERY day.
 
So I kept thinking. He tells us to remember Him when we break bread and eat. Remember Him when we are with our community. Remember the life He gave us. Crave the manna of life and the water of the sweet spring. This is how we worship with our life. Every second of it. Not just one day a week.