Want to Follow Jesus; Nowhere to Rest

As they were proceeding on their journey someone said to him,
“I will follow you wherever you go.”
Jesus answered him,
“Foxes have dens and birds of the sky have nests,
but the Son of Man has nowhere to rest his head.”

(Luke 9:57-58)

That was part of this Sunday’s Gospel and that is one of the many parts that always gets me to thinking about my own vocation (or lack thereof). I also question whether I wish to continue following Him or to go elsewhere. When I start questioning, though, I am reminded of this verse of the Bible:

After this many of his disciples went back; and walked no more with him. Then Jesus said to the twelve: Will you also go away? And Simon Peter answered him: Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life.

(John 6:66-68)

It does seem that Jesus asks me the same question and, undoubtably, I usually find myself answering Him the same as St. Peter, but slightly altered. “LORD, to whom shall I go? You have rescued me, shown Yourself to me time and again (in many ways that others may not understand or take to be You), and You are my Brother, Friend, and Savior!”

Despite not having a place to lay my head or someone who will always be there for me, I still will follow Jesus. I take up my crosses daily, follow Him, and know He will allow me to rest in Him and I will find Him a room in my heart.

I may not know what the LORD has in store for me, but I know Jesus has the words of life everlasting! How do I know? As I’ve told Him, “You have…shown Yourself to me time and again…!”

Now, I’d like to share with you a couple of song lyrics that are my absolute favorite and tie this entry up; before I do, however, I want to say that the readings for this Sunday were probably (and I’ll never know while here on Earth) my uncle George‘s favorites and he probably lived by them all his life — especially since he left his personal life behind and followed the LORD wherever He told Uncle George to go. Why am I bringing up Uncle George? Well, today he would have turned 75!

Anyway, without further ado, here are the lyrics!

1. Will you come and follow me
If I but call your name?
Will you go where you don’t know
And never be the same?
Will you let my love be shown,
Will you let my name be known,
Will you let my life be grown
In you and you in me?

2. Will you leave yourself behind
If I but call your name?
Will you care for cruel and kind
And never be the same?
Will you risk the hostile stare
Should your life attract or scare?
Will you let me answer pray’r
In you and you in me?

3. Will you let the blinded see
If I but call your name?
Will you set the pris’ners free
And never be the same?
Will you kiss the leper clean,
And do such as this unseen,
And admit to what I mean
In you and you in me?

4. Will you love the ‘you’ you hide
If I but call your name?
Will you quell the fear inside
And never be the same?
Will you use the faith you’ve found
To reshape the world around,
Through my sight and touch and sound
In you and you in me?

5. Lord, your summons echoes true
When you but call my name.
Let me turn and follow you
And never be the same.
In your company I’ll go
Where your love and footsteps show.
Thus I’ll move and live and grow
In you and you in me.

(“The Summons” John Bell and Gary Dingle, 2000)

1
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
“Come unto Me and rest;
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down
Thy head upon My breast.”
I came to Jesus as I was,
Weary and worn and sad;
I found in Him a resting place,
And He has made me glad.
2
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
“Behold, I freely give
The living water; thirsty one,
Stoop down and drink and live.”
I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream;
My thirst was quench’d, my soul revived,
And now I live in Him.
3
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
“I am this dark world’s light;
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise,
And all thy day be bright.”
I looked to Jesus, and I found
In Him my star, my sun;
And in that light of life I’ll walk,
Till trav’ling days are done

(“I Heard the Voice of Jesus” Turley Richards)

God, bless us — everyone!

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About Christy

I enjoy: my family, my faith life, photography, drawing; writing, working on cars, basketball, football, and baseball. These are just a few of the many things I like...you'll just have to read my blog to know me better to know more of them. Other things you may not catch on that I enjoy are: cats, angels, ballroom dancing, Christian music, camping (being one with nature and all of God's creations), traveling, cherry and apple blossoms, and the colors blue (in all shades), white, black, dark purple, and SOME shades of pink. (Rainbows are cool, too. And I'm NOT a lesbian! Although, I'm friends with some gays and lesbians as well as a few transgenders.) I am Roman Catholic. I graduated from Johnson County Community College, where I majored in Animation in hopes of fulfilling my dreams of being a computer generated animation movie maker. I also have a degree in Corporate Communication from Avila University. I'm currently employed at Nestle Toll House/Haagen-Dazs (at Oak Park Mall in Overland Park), I own my own business -- C & S Productions, L.L.C. (check it out at http://www.csproductionsllc.com), and am single. My favorite time of year is Winter and the Christmas season! It's just so...well, I can't put it into words. ^_^ Lastly, I am 36 years young!
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