We'd said we'd be there.
I knew what it felt like to be the one waiting. Assuredly the person/people didn't show because they didn't want to come in the first place.
Hours had been spent in preparation cleaning the house, cooking the meal, prepping the class material and still the person/people didn't show.
I stood at the doorway or window watching, waiting for them to come--arching my neck to look farther at the least sound. Hoping. Anticipating. Ready to welcome.
And they didn't show.
I plopped on the sofa and didn't feel like watching TV or playing on my computer. The house was clean--I had nothing to do except feel disappointed.
The glass sure looked half empty instead of half full.
This time, though, I was the one who said I'd be there. My friends didn't know what'd kept me. A family issue steeped in trials stole my attention.
That night as we stepped out of the car I could only think of how I'd disappointed my friends. Sure, I texted them and said how sorry I was--but I didn't hear back from them.
One night in the garden of Gethsemane, Jesus told His disciples to sit and wait. He asked Peter and the two sons of Zebedee to walk farther in the garden with Him. His heart weighed grievously heavy with the burden He carried. "Stay here and watch with Me," He said.
Jesus walked farther on His own. He fell to His knees and prayed. After some time, Jesus returned to His disciples and sighed. They didn't watch, they didn't wait. "Peter, couldn't you watch with me for one hour? Watch and pray."
Jesus walked back to the deeper place to pray and returned a while later to find Peter and the others asleep again. He went a third time back to His place of prayer. Jesus spoke with the Father and wept. Not long after, He returned to Peter and asked "Are you still sleeping. …Rise. Let us be going."
No matter what we've done, even if we haven't show as He expected or asked, Jesus promises to forgive. He will always welcome and invite us to go with HIm.
At times our feelings can be hurt by our friends. We look at the situation from only our point of view instead of reaching a hand out to invite the person back into our lives.
Is there someone you need to forgive, reach out to, and invited to come back into fellowship with you?