After six days Jesus took Peter, James and John with him and led them up a high mountain, where they were all alone. There he was transfigured before them. His clothes became dazzling white, whiter than anyone in the world could bleach them. And there appeared before them Elijah and Moses, who were talking with Jesus.
Peter said to Jesus, “Rabbi, it is good for us to be here. Let us put up three shelters—one for you, one for Moses and one for Elijah.” (He did not know what to say, they were so frightened.)
Then a cloud appeared and covered them, and a voice came from the cloud: “This is my Son, whom I love. Listen to him!”
I hate to be bored. I’m constantly looking for things to do and I prefer to do more than one thing at a time. Even as I’m typing this, I’m watching CSI Miami, syncing my iPod and rendering a video. I’ve got to be doing something all the time.
It’s both a strength – I’m not often called lazy – and a weakness – I’m rarely referred to as contemplative.
It’s the way I approach life and the way I approach God. And that’s where my weakness is glaringly obvious. I see an opportunity for a new ministry and I want to lead it in a mind-blowing way tomorrow. I see a need for more churches and I want to plant one tomorrow. I see an opening for more leaders and I want to recruit them this afternoon.
If I had been on the top of that mountain that day with Peter, James, John and Jesus, I have no doubt as to what I would have done. I would have been right there with Peter, ready to build some buildings and throw together some worship services. I would have been ready to get down to work and make a difference by doing something. I would have worked my butt off so that Jesus was proud of everything I could do for Him.
And I would have been wrong.
I need a holy slap from God just like the next guy – Peter in this case. I need to be reminded to just stop and listen… To drop what I’m doing and slow down.
Jesus doesn’t need laborers nearly as much as He wants learners.
Stop. Listen. Learn.