Sitting in traffic

I was caught in heavy traffic yesterday, inching forward and standing still, listening to Brahms’ violin concerto and all the noises outside my car. I watched the other drivers: bored agitated, furious, all in a hurry to get somewhere.

In spite of Brahms I also became restless. I thought: I cannot spend days listening to music with all the chaos outside. I wondered what You would do, Lord Jesus, in a world of cars, television, traffic jams and rush hours.

I wished that You would join me, sit next to me and bless me and listen to Brahms’ soothing themes with me.

But You were there, like You were with the disciples caught in a storm, and with the travellers to Emmaus who could not understand the strange happenings in Jerusalem.

Even a traffic jam cannot escape Your presence.

If You were not there I would have burst out in anger, or done something stupid, in spite of the violin in the background. But let me confess: I only realised that when the traffic moved again, You are in the ebb and flow of our bustling days.

I keep on yearning for more of You for Your imminence, Your Presence, in the knowledge that You are to me what You were to Peter and Paul – You are Lord at all times: a glowing fire in the night and a melody that resounds like a lone violin under starry skies, reassuring that You think of us all, and guard us and weep for us and, in addition, anoint us as children of the Father.

‘Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest,’ says the Lord. ‘Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart.’ Matthew 11:28–29

Love in my Master’s Name;

Fr Des Smit