Looking for Jesus

We're on our annual family vacation this year. It is a time when we sit on the balcony, make home made ice cream, go to the water park, and of course, the beach. Some other things are included, but it is all just a week about a whole lot of nothing.

Remember the Seinfield series that aired on TV a few years ago? It is now in syndication, and was a big hit. One season of the series included a bit where Jerry and George wrote and produced a sitcom about their own lives, and the story line what "the show about nothing." That pretty much sums up the family vacation thing we do. No pressure to run, to go, to do. If any of the family wants to do something, everyone can, but no one is pressured to participate.

And so far, I am enjoying the week doing nothing. Books to read, bible of course, prayer time, and family time. And we have the joy of having a couple from our church along this year, and thier precious little one. The pic above is of my grandson Zach, who is five, and of 'Em, who is two. Zach and Em are somewhat like brothers and sisters. In the picture they are sitting on the deck of our rented house, and enjoying themselves.

Zachary has a keen memory. Last year he saw a picture of Jesus on one of the big motor homes in the campground area. It was located on the windshield, and the eyes of Jesus followed you along, as you passed the big bus. Zach saw this while cruising through the campground on the golf cart. Oh yeah, I forgot, that is another one of the "nothing" things we do. So Zach told Em about Jesus in the campground, and he, she, and whoever is driving the cart, have looked for Jesus this year. But no site of the motorhome with the image has been seen as of yet.

Like Zach and Em, I, too, am looking for Jesus. This vacation is giving me an opportunity to replenish my soul and be revived. Trish and I want to return home with a fresh touch from the Lord on us. We are privileged and blessed to be able to oversee a church of wonderful people. It is imperative that we see HIM. Sometimes in the busy pace of life, we lose sight of what is important. We need times of refreshing from the presence of the Lord.

I remember one time in the heat of the Brownsville revival, we went down. It was just after Mother's day, and little known to us, they had taken a few days off. So, other than intercessory prayer, the revival did not pick back up until the end of the week, at which time we were heading back home. When Trish and I made the trips to Pensacola, rather than staying near the church, we went about 10 miles or so to Pensacola Island, and stayed right on the beach. The white sands and blue water of the Gulf were relaxing. Only attended two services, and one of them was only a prayer meeting. But we came home revived and stirred. Truthfully, I saw Jesus in white sand and blue water.

Yeah, I too, am looking for Jesus. I haven't seen the bus with the picture, but I have seen him this week!