People have been asking that question a lot lately in wake of recent events in this country.
People ask that question in the midst of personal tragedy. I have asked it myself.
Where is Jesus?
I can tell you one place where Jesus was today. He was at a small house near the interstate in Atlanta, Georgia.
Members of five Atlanta-area congregations, including my own, have been participating in a Habitat for Humanity build. They have been building a house for a woman with two children. Today was the final day of the build and the house dedication.
Jesus was there.
He was in the work and the sweat of the dozens of Habitat for Humanity builders that raised walls, hammered nails, cut wood, installed shelves, and wielded paintbrushes.
He was there in the presence of a minister who isn't afraid to get his hands dirty.
He was there with a woman who wielded a paintbrush, learned to use a caulk gun, and cut sod and pulled weeds.
He was there with a young woman who was home from college, studying to one day be of service to her fellow man in a helping profession.
He was there with the men who climbed ladders to install walls and a roof, and who weren't afraid to climb on that roof to cover it with shingles.
He was there with a mother who desperately wanted something better for her children, and never gave up until she found it.
The Bible says that "whatsoever you have done for the least of these, you have done it for me." This is one of the missions of Habitat For Humanity.
So, next time you're wondering where Jesus is, drive down I-75/85 south, near the airport. Somewhere near there, you will find a footprint that Jesus left.
Even better, contact your local chapter of Habitat for Humanity. They will put you to work. If you don't know how to use tools, they will teach you. If you don't have work gloves, they have plenty. If you can't climb a ladder (or are afraid to climb a ladder), there's plenty of work to do on the ground.
That is where you will find Jesus.
Just my .04, adjusted for inflation.