Meet Me in Galilee

“Meet me in Galilee.”

That’s where Jesus wanted

To rendezvous with the disciples

After Easter.

If I’d been Him?

I wouldn’t gone back to the

Podunk towns or

The Old fishing holes

Or the silent hillsides

Of Gennesaret.

No.

I think I’d have made

An unannounced appearance at the

Priestly council.

Spiked the football,

In front of Caiaphas and said,

“Here I am—still the Messiah.

Want to tear your robe again?”

Just to see the look on the judge’s face.

Or maybe make a visit to a few

Who had slapped me in the face…

Or nailed my wrists to the post.

Or maybe Rome?

“Who’s the real emperor now?”

But, no, Jesus wanted to meet

His friends in the old familiar places

Because there’s no place like home

And you don’t have to travel somewhere exotic

Or outstanding to meet with the risen Lord.

May you meet Him today in your backyard.