Where do you write? Where do you journal your deepest thoughts and fears? Where is the space you hold dear? In this day of wireless, where are the wires of you? Do you write in a corner of your bedroom or do you spread out on the kitchen or dinning room table? Where do you gather your prayers, petitions and plans? Jesus wrote on the ground and we know of a now famous writer who wrote on a delayed train.
We’ve been married five months, today. That is me and my Jimmy. My daughter married her high school sweetheart and moved away from home exactly two weeks ago. Yes, the young man came over and moved all of her stuff to where he lives. Just what my dearly departed Daddy wanted for me. I know he is walking around heaven in a way on this day. We moved her antique iron bed to the garage, we gave away the leather sofa purchased eighteen years ago. We gave away the man cave sofa as well. We took my daughters mattresses to the dump. We’ve been packing this month to move where I don’t know. Most of the decorative stuff is packed away in boxes. And this is where this woman writes when her oldest & only daughter gets married on her eighteenth birthday. I now write in what used to be her bedroom.
When we listen to John describes how Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with His finger, an image of true humility crosses the landscape of our minds. Any time we see Jesus change positions in scripture we need to take note. We might do well to notice when he sits and when he stands. We might do well to notice each and every time he bends or stoops. And when he walks and prays his stance should light our most cloudy days. We know not what Jesus wrote on the ground. We only know two times in this one verse did our Savior the King of Kings stooped low to write it all out on the ground.
[The teachers of the law and the Pharisees] were using this question as a trap, in order to have a basis for accusing [Jesus]. But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with His finger. When they kept on questioning Him, He straightened up and said to them, “If any one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw a stone at her.” Again He stooped down and wrote on the ground. — John 8:6–8
Where do you write?
Where do you journal your deepest thoughts and fears?
Where is the space you hold dear?