Follow: To Engage in A Way of Life

 
Now it happened as they journeyed on the road, that someone said to Him,
“Lord, I will follow You wherever You go.”
(Luke 9:57 NKJV)
 
 
 
 
 
One of my Scripture readings for today included Luke 9:57-62. In response, I wrote a paraphrased dialogue that I imagined between Jesus and myself.
 
Me: I will go wherever You go.
 
Jesus: I am going, but I’m not staying. I will always be on the go. I have no roots.
 
Me: I  really want to follow you, but . . .I don’t want to miss out on anything this world offers. I’m pretty rooted to this existence. What if someone I love dies and I’m not there to say good-bye or to give them a proper burial. Aren’t these rituals important?
 
Jesus: My ways are not like yours. You don’t get it. Everyone dies. I’m interested in the living. Life has its roots in eternity. Be concerned with eternal life and living. That’s why I say, “Go and proclaim the kingdom of God,” my kingdom is about living.
 
Me: Ok, I guess I can let the dead bury the dead, but what about my loved ones. The ones I live with, wouldn’t it be nice for me to say farewell, let them know I’ll be gone. That I’m picking up my roots and moving on.
 
Jesus: You don’t understand. I’m not asking you to plow under your roots. I’m just saying your focus is on temporal things. One who plows looks forward, making sure the rows are straight. Looking back doesn’t accomplish my purposes. If you look back, you can’t really follow me. I’m moving ahead. I not concerned about establishing roots. I am the Root; everything grows and flourishes because of Me. Attach yourself to Me, and live. Then the kingdom of God will be your way of life.
 

Five Minute Friday: Quiet [Roots]

Quiet Roots

Underneath, beneath the ground . . .

Do you ever ask what shall I do this day?

Or do you just stay the course?

The course of spreading out

Soaking in nutrients

Seeking moisture

Storing energy

Do you ever wonder what you will be?

Do you know if you support a tree

Or do you know you are a tuber, like

a sweet potato or a red one?

 

Oh, I wish I were a root . . .

Without a care in the world

Just meandering, wandering

Never wondering

Just being . . .
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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