A Flea in the Ear

And when they had crossed over they came to land at Gennesaret, and moored to the shore. And when they had come out of the boat, immediately the people recognized Him, and ran about that whole country and began to carry about on their pallets those who were sick, to the place they heard He was. And whenever He entered villages, or cities, or countryside, they were laying the sick in the market places, and entreating Him that they might just touch the fringe of His cloak; and as many as touched it were being cured. Mark 6:53-56 (The New American Standard Bible)

On Route 196 between Lisbon and Lewiston, ME is a well-established flea market. Business flourishes on weekends, but the remainder of the week most of the stalls stand empty. Each time I pass it I'm reminded of a time several years ago when, during a visit with our family in Maryland, I encountered an advertisement on a bulletin board in a small shopping center. The notice read "Spirit Filled Revival" to be held in a local flea market - and the dates and times were noted. What a concept! What better place to hold a revival than in a market place familiar to local people where each is trying to scratch out a profit from daily experiences. Conversation is easy, hopes are heightened and clearly the desire to be "well-healed" occupies the thoughts of those who come to buy and sell.

Each time I pass the flea market on Route 196 I think about the healing that took place in the market place at Gennesaret. It seems to me that the Spirit of God moves among the people even in places outside the four walls of a local church. There's an old saying, "A flea in the ear needs to be attended." The thrust of the adage is that a word of caution or warning is worth close attention.   

Father help us to respond to the buzzing you place in our ears and guide us to those places that will be spiritually profitable for all. Amen.