“Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.”
Romans 8:1

I had this friend in college who loved to go to concerts. More specifically, he loved to make his way backstage and hang out with the band. He would just wander back there as though he belonged, and most of the time he got away with it.

Now, I don’t want to give you the wrong idea – it’s not like he was slipping through security at a show headlined by Bob Dylan or Justin Bieber or some other international superstar. The shows we went to were mostly smaller acts – regionally known artists, or folks on Indie labels. Nevertheless, I found his ability to insinuate himself into the inner sanctum impressive. Surely I could never do that.

Then, a couple of years ago, I tried it for myself.

My favorite band was in town. They’re not well known, and while that confuses me to no end, it means they’re not surrounded by security everywhere they go. So I figured it was worth a shot.

Jocie, Cole, and I, along with some friends, got to the venue about 3 hours before the doors were supposed to open, and we walked in. That’s it. We just walked in.

Next thing you know, my friends and I were helping some of the band members’ wives set up the merchandise tables while we chatted with them and their husbands. The saxophonist remembered one of my friends from another show, where he’d given her a copy of a book, which she’d apparently read.

At the show later that evening, the guitarist even leaned down over the front row and let Cole “play” his solo.

We’d done what I thought would be impossible, and it was, well, easy. Turns out we belonged there the whole time.

I think sometimes we have a similar attitude toward God. We tell ourselves God is too big, too powerful, and too important to take any real interest in us. We’re convinced nothing we have to offer could possibly be of any interest to God.

But when we can get up just enough courage to try and talk to God, we find we are received with gladness. It’s easy, because it’s where we belong.

You know, I think my favorite band may have said it even better than I can: 

What are you allowing to stand between you and where you belong?