Stalker Jesus

Picture this: An middle aged man, maybe late 40's, on a motorcycle (not a Harley, but a more "old man" type bike). Jeans, sandals, and sunglasses. Short hair with a goatee. Picture a pastor in casual wear.

This is what I saw while I was waiting at a stop light the other day. He turns one way, I go the other, never to see each other again.

Or so I thought.

About five minutes later, I see him at another intersection, coming from a different direction. I don't understand how he possibly could have been where he was, because not only did he get there before me, but he turned south at the first intersection and was on the north side of the second one. It's like he was following me. I thought I might have been under some sort of secret surveillance. But I'm not sure how he did it.

Now, I'm not claiming that this man was some miracle worker or anything supernatural, but it did remind me of something.

I began to picture Jesus as a guy who tails us like they do in spy movies. He's just a casual, everyday guy, wearing sunglasses, and secretly following us wherever we go. Some people know He's following them, but choose to ignore Him. Some people invite Him to come join them as opposed to keeping Him in the shadows.

Still, there are other people who don't even realize that He's following them. He secretly and patiently cares for us and watches over us. 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. When somebody holds us at gunpoint for our iPods and wallets, He comes flying out Chuck Norris style and delivers a sandal-shaped bruise to their face.

He'll even take the bullet for us.

Despite our level of interaction with Him, Jesus is there. We can ignore Him all we want, and He'd still keep watch over us. We could reject Him seventy seven times, and He would still shower love upon us.

I thanked God for that man on a motorcycle, because it made me realize that God is always with me. When I'm conscious of it. When I'm unaware of it. Even when I don't want it, He's standing at the ready to protect me. Hold me. Love me.

Jesus is like my own super stalker.