Jesus and I just took a walk through Central Park. It was a great relief from the small tempest blowing around a book I have written that will be out tomorrow and on “60 Minutes” tonight. Almost no one has seen the book yet – it doesn’t go on sale until tomorrow – save for a guy on MSNBC who somehow got a copy and spent several nights telling his audience what my book was about. Others in the media picked up on it and, since they didn’t have copies, simply repeated his lines. Tonight is the first time I get to tell a bit of my own story. Then a bunch more tomorrow and the days that follow.
In the book, I lay myself bare in describing my own journey with Jesus through politics. It is, fundamentally, a spiritual book. But it has – against my own wishes – been released in a highly charged political environment where what everyone wants is simply more ammunition with which to beat up the other guy…
I will be writing here a lot in the days that come. The writing will be raw and it will be incomplete and it will be honest and that, I think, is exactly what Jesus wants me to be.
Though it clearly happens all the time, I am surprised by seeing sunrise in New York City. That dark night filled with clouds and loud taxi cabs and trucks that go ‘beep, beep, beep’ when in reverse–it gets lighter bit by bit and then the color appears…pretty much every color of red imaginable. Not being a morning person, I don’t think a lot about sunrise. And that, of course, makes me think about God. What are the beautiful things I miss every day that Jesus wants me to see? What are the gifts that I miss? Today I am asking for the eyes to just see one of them.
For the last 20 years my heart’s deepest desire has been to walk with Jesus – even when that was the last thing I thought I could to do. Trying to capture who Jesus is in a few words is something just a few have been gifted to do – Matthew and Paul and Luke come to mind. For the rest of us I think understanding Jesus can only be done by celebrating and exploring and sometimes railing against the journey. That is what I want to do here. I want to talk about what it means to walk with a First-Century Palestinian Jewish carpenter who healed lives, was so compelling everyone was drawn to him, and who came to “give life and give it in full.” The best way to do this isn’t just for me to ruminate – though there will be times when that happens. The best way to do it is to show how he walks with lots of different people. Some of those people are friends of mine and some are people I may read about in the paper and some may – I hope – be you. So thank you for taking a look at J-Walking. Check back soon because we are going to get off to a quick start… trust me.