A few years ago, while at a church function, I saw something written on a ball cap worn by a middle-aged man. It said, “The more people I meet the more I like my truck.”
And, recently I heard a TV interview in which a teenage girl who was hiking with a small group in a designated wilderness area, said that out there, her problems were much more basic, and there was no “Weird Drama.” I think there’s a sermon in there somewhere.
Jesus of Nazareth stuck with us until the end, taking our all our “Weird drama,” with Him when He died. That darkness inside that makes life so hard.
Then He came back without it.
It’s our turn to stick with Him now.