Tag: following Jesus

first let me

“A scribe approached Him and said, “Teacher, I will follow You wherever You go!” Jesus told him, “Foxes have dens and birds of the sky have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay His head.” “Lord,” another of His disciples said, “first… Continue Reading “first let me”

today, live

“I just haven’t figured out what I want to do with my life!”, she said as she sat across from me.  A beautiful young woman of God, with a number of options in front of her, feeling the pressure of the “plan”. I am… Continue Reading “today, live”

changing forevers

It was on a beach. Men doing what they do, what their fathers did, what their sons will do. Providing food for their families; making a living. And then God walked by with an invitation.  “Come, follow me,” Jesus said, “and I will make you fishers… Continue Reading “changing forevers”

because

For roughly three years Jesus poured Himself into followers.  Teaching, loving, displaying God-power, rebuking, laughing, weeping. Living life. Pouring into people who would turn around, pour it back out, and change the world. Ordinary people who watched, listened, and followed Jesus and became transformed.… Continue Reading “because”

would I go?

I tried to imagine myself among the twelve men Jesus called and then sent in chapter 10 of the gospel of Matthew. As I read the scriptures, I pictured myself standing among them, hearing these instructions for the first time with them. I then… Continue Reading “would I go?”

they’re everywhere!

Chapter 9 is not the first sighting, but it is where Jesus taught me two lessons about Pharisees. Before I start on that, below is a partial definition of a “pharisee” from Strong’s Concordance: They sought for distinction and praise by outward observance of external rites and by… Continue Reading “they’re everywhere!”

he went

  The storm passed and the boat arrived safely on the other side of the lake. I imagine they would still be a bit shaky from the storm, looking forward to some rest on the beach perhaps. Actually, I’m not imagining them at all right… Continue Reading “he went”

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