I went to the gym. I heard a great offer on the phone. I wanted to see if it was true. I met Sam. She said, “What are you looking for?” I told her about my fitness journey. She told me what the gym could do to help.
Jesus was near by John (the one who baptized) (John 1). John pointed to Jesus. A couple of John’s followers followed Jesus. “What are you seeking,” he asked. They told him they wanted to know where he was staying, where he was teaching. He told them to come with him.
Jesus was standing in a garden, near a tomb, across from some angels. (John 20) Mary Magdalene turned toward him. She didn’t recognize him. She thought he was a gardener. “Who are you seeking,” he asked. “Why are you weeping?” She told him someone had taken away the body. She wanted to know where to find him. He said her name.
I’ve been thinking a lot about that question of seeking in this week after Easter. And from the conversations I’ve had this week, I know that many of us are feeling unsettled, feeling challenged, feeling that something isn’t quite right. We look in the mirror and we know that it’s starting to be time to resolve that conflict, to make that decision, to stop that relationship, to take that step.
While the answer may involve a gym for some of us, I think that the two questions Jesus asked are more compelling. I think he may still ask, “What are you seeking?” and offer the answer “come and see.” And I think he may still ask, “Who are you seeking?” And when our answer is simply, “Jesus”, I think that he speaks our name. Still. Looking, at first, like a nondescript servant. Or a gardener.
Disclosure. I did listen to “I still haven’t found what I’m looking for” while writing.