Ever felt like this must be the last straw?
Like if you seriously make this SAME. MISTAKE. one more time, Jesus is totally done. He must be.
Because let’s face it: we feel that way about ourselves sometimes. Lots of times, maybe.
*(Seriously, Robyn? You’re really going to worry. Right now. About that thing. AGAIN. You seriously forgot about “not worrying” already?)*
And maybe your “last straw” isn’t worry. Maybe it’s insecurity or selfishness or pride or laziness or a million other things that you KNOW that you know that you know you don’t like.
But here’s the thing: Jesus doesn’t have last straws.
Because instead of counting straws he counts the hairs on our heads (Matt 10:30). He counts the tears we shed (Psalm 56:8). He even counts the beauty of our smallest seed-size faith (Matt 17:20).
His Love is too great to leave room for last straws.
Jesus doesn’t do last straws.
He shows us this in the book of Luke.
First, Jesus chose his 12 disciples. And His disciples weren’t just his students, but they were His closest companions on this earth. These last-straw people were the ones with whom He literally reclined (relaxed and shared meals with). By choice. He chose these men to share in His intimate times of prayer. So dare I say it? He trusted them with His heart.
And let me clarify something: Jesus knew before He picked His disciples, his friends…He knew every time they would mess up, every sinful thought they’d ever have. He knew Peter would literally deny knowing him.
And then there’s this: Jesus didn’t need to trust anyone with His precious friendship. He’s God! He’s completely self-sufficient! He didn’t need anything.
Intimate friendships with last-straw people were His choice.
And they still are.
Can I tell you a little bit more about His disciples, His chosen companions, some last-straw champs just like you and me?
Luke 9 gives us a nice real-life window into their lives. Here’s a very brief summary:
The disciples (Jesus’s chosen friends) fell asleep amid a miracle. Then they compared themselves with one another and argued about which of them was the greatest. Next, one of them became jealous of a Christ-follower who was able to perform a miracle that none of them could yet perform. Then they tattled on this particular man and even tried to exclude him from their group.
But did Jesus ever give up on His disciples or trade them in for better friends? Did He ever roll His eyes and mark an “X” on their checklists of “How to Follow God?”
He was patient. Because Jesus doesn’t throw in the towel.
In fact, He does the opposite.
After all the drama, after all the last-straws of Luke 9, this is what Jesus did:
“As the time approached for him to be taken up to heaven, Jesus resolutely set out for Jerusalem” (v. 51).
That’s exactly the next verse after the disciple-getting-jealous-and-tattling-and-excluding episode. Jesus sets out resolutely to the place where He would die for that very disciple. And for you. And for me.
Meriam-Webster definition of “resolute”: marked by firm determination; bold, steady.
That’s our Jesus, isn’t it?
STEADY. We fall asleep, we get jealous, we exclude, we sin, we fail. But He’s there at the end our race, flag waving in victory, RESOLUTELY STEADY. And He’s there in the midst of our race, guiding us with the hands upon which our very names are engraved (Isaiah 49:16). RESOLUTELY STEADY.
Jesus doesn’t count our straws.
He counts us as His friends.
“Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.” John 15:13, emphasis mine.
“I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you.” John 15:15, emphasis mine.
Peace to you and abundant blessings today in Christ,