It’s dark
My pack is heavy
The path is narrow
I can see where I’m going by the light in the distance
Not doing a lot of talking
My head is down
I am (mostly) surefooted
I am focused on the journey
There’s excitement up at the front, but not back here
The One I’m following is up there
He called me to follow Him when I was young
I answered the call
I’ve been following ever since
At times I’ve been sold out
Other times not so much
But I know this is where I’m meant to be
I know to my core this is the Way, the Truth, the Life
There’s a long line behind me
There's an even longer line in front of me
I know people up front, excited, talking a lot
They’re really close to Him
They talk directly with Him
My Dad is way up there sharing wisdom
My Grandma smiles at His stories
My brother talks to strangers about Him
Me? I’m back here
I’m serving in the band
It’s what I’ve been called to do
I help create a ‘moment’ so He can call others
I think it helps open their ears to hear Him
Some answer His call and start their journey
Soon they pass me by
They join the excited up at the front
They celebrate their changed lives
Me?
I’m still following
At a distance
I’m following
But it’s a lot of work
Following
Not doing a lot of talking
I am a follower
But following doesn’t require conversation
Only obedience
I want something deeper
I want to join the excited at the front
I want to say hi to Him
Be passionate for Him
Be sold out again
Ask Him questions
And listen…
And understand…
And smile…
…and rest.
