Poor February. It only gets 28 days to enjoy itself. On occasion it gets 29, but those are election years, so there’s usually a Primary going on and not much worth being happy about. And woe to the four year old college student who happened to be born on February 29th.
From its very inception, February has gotten the short end of the stick:
Originally, February had 28 days until Julius Caesar gave it a standard 29, with a 30th coming every four years. According to tradition, Caesar Augustus took one day off to add one day to August, the month named after him. Ergo we now have a February with 28 days, and 29 on leap years.
Thus February is cursed. In addition, the weather is not quite warm enough, like March, for short sleeves but it’s still too hot for normal folks to snuggle up with a blanket like they could in January.
Poor February. But before you think I’m crazy lamenting a month on the calendar, there’s a point to be made:
And Jesus entered and passed through Jericho.
And, behold, there was a man named Zacchaeus, which was the chief among the publicans, and he was rich.
And he sought to see Jesus who he was; and could not for the press, because he was little of stature.
And he ran before, and climbed up into a sycomore tree to see him: for he was to pass that way.
And when Jesus came to the place, he looked up, and saw him, and said unto him, Zacchaeus, make haste, and come down; for to day I must abide at thy house.
And he made haste, and came down, and received him joyfully.
And when they saw it, they all murmured, saying, That he was gone to be guest with a man that is a sinner.
And Zacchaeus stood, and said unto the Lord; Behold, Lord, the half of my goods I give to the poor; and if I have taken any thing from any man by false accusation, I restore him fourfold.
And Jesus said unto him, This day is salvation come to this house, forsomuch as he also is a son of Abraham.
For the Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost.
Jesus doesn’t care how small you are or how little you have; some are big and some are small. Some have great riches and others barely get by.
The Lord cares what you are doing with what you have. Are you serving Him to the best of your ability as Zacchaeus was? Are you going above and beyond, refusing to let your limitations keep you from serving God as you can? Zacchaeus couldn’t see the Lord. Did he give up? No he CLIMBED up! Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.
And if you think this was a short devo? You’d be right.
Zacchaeus would approve.