Jesus commanded them not to tell anyone. But the more he did so, the more they kept talking about it.
Can you keep a secret? It isn't easy. Especially, when the news is so good, you want to shout it from the rooftops.
And, it is so true that when we are told not to tell, the urge to do so becomes overwhelming. Almost impossible to contain.
My husband, Danny, is wonderful about keeping secrets in the form of surprises for me. On special occasions, such as our anniversary or my birthday, he won't divulge which restaurant he has selected for the celebration. Wow, does this keep me guessing!
Or, he throws mystery into the mix.
Like the Valentine's Day when I assume we are going to a restaurant, but end up at a couples' cooking class where we help with and share in a romantic meal. Or, my last birthday, when he hands me driving directions which will lead me to my birthday destination. Lucky me! I follow his instructions and wind up at an elegant spa where I enjoy a hot rock massage!
But, there is one birthday when Danny simply can't keep a lid on his secret. It's as if voices in his head are screaming, "Don't tell! Don't tell!" The more he hears them, the less he can control the temptation to tip his hand.
"Okay, Martha," he says, "I give up. I know it's two weeks before your birthday, but I can't take the suspense anymore. Would mind if I gave you your gift right now? I'm dying to show it to you!"
This is so out of character for the King of Surprises, I am momentarily taken aback.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask.
"Are you sure you don't mind?"
"Oh, no, it's fine. I can tell how important this is to you. Sure, why not celebrate early?"
Danny is beside himself with glee.
He tells me to sit down in the living room and close my eyes as the gift isn't wrapped.
What could he have possibly bought that was too big or bulky to be wrapped?
My thoughts whirl with ideas.
But, I never come close to guessing . . .
"Okay, you can open your eyes!"
Now, it's my turn to be beside myself. I'm so amazed, so delighted, so touched, words elude me.
The gift? A new guitar! An instrument I have not played in years because I did not have a decent one.
I can hardly believe it . . .
My eyes brim with tears.
"Do you like it?" Danny asks.
"Like it? No, I love it!" I exclaim. "And, I love you!"
How difficult is it for you to keep a secret?
Will you pray with me?
We are so grateful, Father, that no secrets can be kept from You. All that is in our hearts and minds, You already know, and, yet, You love us anyway. Let us not keep secret the fact that we are Christians, but the shout the news with joy from the rooftops! Amen.
Psalms 63:1-8 (9-11), 98 or 103
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