Today was dismal with extreme winds and rain. The sun threatened to disappear but it didn’t. Even so, it felt like it should. Today was that kind of day. Not good. Not good at all. Sometimes it causes me to tremble…
There is nothing good about what happened that day–the rejection, the denials, the trumped up charges, the beatings, the burden of carrying a heavy weight through jeering crowds, the thorns, the nails, the suffocation, the thirst, the despair of being forsaken.
But all this cannot defeat God. On this day, there is courage to surrender, there is forgiveness, there is compassion, there is grace, there is sacrifice, there is a debt paid. The Son takes on our inquity, brings us face to face with our Father and will bring us home.
Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father’s house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.
It was meant to be reassurance: trust me, don’t be troubled, I will return. Looking back, it is powerfully reassuring, but at the time it must have been greatly puzzling. There would have been too much to absorb and understand in these few words.
Certainly it is reassuring there will be plenty of room as well as plenty of rooms. We are a diverse flock–each unique from the next, yet there is room for everyone. Despite our differences, there will be a dwelling place prepared and ready, able to fit us all in.
And most reassuring of all–nothing is hidden from us, even if we don’t always understand what we hear and read. “If it were not so, I would have told you.”
There is a welcome mat, an open door, a room prepared specifically for us, and we will be guided there.