To anyone else it might sound like random syllables
strung together which form this almost one year old’s singsong babble. To those
who love her, my granddaughter Adeline is speaking. The translation depends
upon the listener, but soon her skills will improve and her thoughts will be
loud and clear. (Emphasis on loud.) She will learn to combine syllables to form
words, words to construct sentences, and sentences to create conversations. Around
this time, she will ask her first question. I wonder what it will be?
“Is
it really against the law for me to leave the house without a bow on my head?”
(Her mother’s motto is ‘the bigger the bow, the closer to God.’)
“Is
there anything for me to eat?” (Adeline was the baby in the restaurant last
week who spit out her pacifier when she saw a waitress approaching, then cried
as the waitress brought the food to another table.)
“Why
can’t we just spend the day on the patio swing?” (Actually, that’s my
question.)
This
whole ‘first question’ train of thought arrived as I read Jesus’ first recorded
words in the gospel of John. After John introduced Him as the Lamb of God,
Jesus turned to the two disciples who began to follow Him and asked, “What do
you want?”
It’s
not enough for me to follow Jesus. Outward actions look good, but isn’t it just
like Jesus to want to get to the heart of the matter? He wants to know why. Why am I following Him? What’s my motivation? What
do I want?
Like
the beach ball left behind at the end of the day, those questions and more have
been bobbing around in the sea of my thoughts. Do I follow Jesus out of habit? Is
it because I was raised in church and it’s part of who I am? Am I in it for God’s
stamp of approval, or more answered prayer?
Quite
simply, I follow Jesus because I want to be more like Him. I want to learn
forgiveness from the One Who sacrificed His life for my sins. I want to learn
love from One Who lavishes so much on my life, and I want to learn peace from
Jesus, Whose words smooth out the wrinkles in my soul.
Why
do you follow Jesus? What do you want?
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