Does Jesus Live Here

The story is told about a rural area of our country, where one day a housewife received a call from a gentleman who asked, "Does Jesus live here?"

She replied that they were Christian people, and attended church regularly. But still he asked the question, "Does Jesus live here? When he saw the puzzled look on her face, he sadly turned and went away.

When her husband returned that evening, he said "That must have been the new minister. Did you tell him that we are the best givers in the church, that we always do our job well, and give a large gift to the church at Christmas, that we are charter members and pillars of the church? Did you..." "But John," she interrupted, "the man didn't ask all those things. All he asked was, 'Does Jesus live here?'"

That's really the heart of it, isn't it? All these other things are good, but is Christ in our hearts? Does He really live within us?

It happens only, if we first of all let him in. "Behold, I stand at the door and knock" (Rev. 3:20) are the repeated words of the Savior. How can Jesus live in us, if we keep him on the outside?

But he can come in, in the second place, only if we do some house‑cleaning. My bad temper, my racial prejudices, my unpleasant habits, my unforgiving spirit are part of the mess that has to go. He'll help me clean it up, but I have to be willing to get rid of the trash. "Create in me a clean heart, O God, and put a new and right spirit within me" (Ps. 51:10) must be my prayer. God and sin cannot walk hand in hand. Where one is, the other must go, and we must make the choice.

But a third requirement, is that I must turn over all the keys. There can be no Fibber McGee closets left locked and sealed. Christ becomes my Commander in Chief. If He needs my time, I must give it. If He needs my tithe, I must share it. If He needs my talents, I must use them to His glory.

Jesus one time said, "Why do you call me 'Lord, Lord' and not do what I tell you?" (Lk. 6:46) Christ on my lips may be enough to get me into a church , but Christ in my heart is the only way I can get into heaven. The answer to the riddle of life, and the mystery of the Universe is this: "Christ in you, the hope of glory." (Col. 1:27)