Follow Me

My childhood was filled with Sunday School songs and stories about Jesus calling His disciples to “follow Him.” I was challenged to be a “fisher of men” like them.

As I look back, I realize how numb I was to the reality of what those stories were saying. These men were in the middle of their normal, daily lives. They weren’t looking for God to do something huge. They weren’t fasting and praying for direction, or impatiently biding their time until God uprooted them. They were fishermen, tax collectors, and everyday people.

Today I’m posting on about the unexpected ways God can move in our life…

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