In chapel today, a student related this story, I found it really challenging.
A Sunday school teacher says to the children: “Who do you follow?”
They all reply with confidence: “Jesus!”
Glad of their response, she poses a follow up question: “Where will you follow Him to?”
One child puts up their hand and says “To the playground”
“Why do you say that?” the teacher asks,
“Because that’s where I want to go.”
It’s one thing to say that we follow Jesus, but are we willing to follow Him wherever He leads, even if that means giving up our comfort, security, friends and family. How often do we pray “Lord, please provide x for me” and remain unsatisfied when He instead provides y?
This has certainly given me something to think about, dwell over and repent of.
A scribe then approached and said, “Teacher, I will follow you wherever you go.” And Jesus said to him, “Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head.” Another of his disciples said to him, “Lord, first let me go and bury my father.” But Jesus said to him, “Follow me, and let the dead bury their own dead.”