I can imagine a meeting between me and Jesus and during that meeting I had exactly 5 minutes to speak to Him one on one.
It would probably go something like this:
Me: Jesus, it is so good to see you.
And then right there is when everything would come to a head. I know at this very moment, no matter what I said, I’d sound like a complete and total idiot. Truthfully, I’d be speechless.
Me: I, I…I….I…..Jesus…
Jesus: You wanted your chance to talk so speak your mind. Out with it, boy.
Me: It’s just…I mean…I wanted to let you know….
Once again, I’d be awe-stricken with His presence. This is another way of saying, I would have no real idea of what to say. At this point, I’d really like to listen.
Jesus: During all these years, you wanted to speak when you should have been listening. Why do you want to listen now?
Me: Because having come face to face with you, I realize how little, how small I really am.
Jesus: He laughs: Most say the same thing once I meet them. At any rate, our five minutes is up. I enjoyed our conversation.
Me: Jesus: (I shout) I love you Jesus.
Jesus: And I love you too.
And so it seems all I had to say amounted to nothing. Whether I had 5 minutes or 5 hours, the presence of Jesus is humbling. In those encounters, we learn that it is Him and not us that matters and if anyone should be talking, it is HIM.