Jesus, the people watcher.

For many years I traveled. Flying out Monday or Tuesday, I would return Thursday or Friday, just like millions of others. As is often the case, flights were delayed. While frustrating, those delays created great opportunities. Watching people was a favorite pastime.

I’d watch people sit, or walk, or sometimes run. At times it was fascinating. I’d wonder why people were sitting or running. I’d wonder why they were eating Sbarro. Some common questions included: “Where are they going? How’d they get into their line of work? Are they happy? What’s their deal?”

Jesus watched people, only He was much better at it. Much, much better. He didn’t wonder. Jesus saw the rich and the poor and knew them. He knew about their wives & kids. He knew their work situations. Every facet of every life was obvious. He knew why they were sitting or running or eating the Temple’s version of Sbarro. He knew their path to wealth or poverty. Their level and source of happiness was something He intuitively understood. He knew their respective deals.

Jesus knows my deal… better than I do. He knows my desires, my definition of ‘rich’. When my definition gets muddied, He provides clarity. Psalm 37 recently provided some clarity. It says if I delight myself in Him, then He will put His desires on my heart. Over and over I’ve learned that His desires lead to the life we all really want anyway … more and better life than we ever imagined (John 10:10). I’m thankful He knows me … it makes me want to know Him.