Follow Me

One night, before Christmas, I awoke at 3 a.m. with a sense of dread and condemnation covering me. Approaching God seemed like the last thing I wanted to do because I felt guilty, insignificant, and not worthy of talking to him. Needless to say, this was an all out attack from the enemy of my soul. Nothing, other than my regular sinful ways, had occurred the day before to cause this feeling - I just felt like garbage in the sight of Jesus. So, I sucked in my breath and went against this feeling and began to pray. I begged God to forgive me, love me, accept me and peace began to fall and chase away that nasty, foul spirit plaguing me. Once I felt the peace, I heard His voice and it simply said, "follow Me." Those words have presented themselves over and over throughout the following weeks. I know that "Follow Me," is what Jesus told the disciples so I am assuming that is what He is saying to me. But ... I'm already a Christian and feel like I'm already a disciple so what does this mean for me. Hmmm ... I'm still figuring it out, but I think I have a bit of insight for myself and possibly others of you out there walking the walk. Following Christ means you cannot do this life without Him. Your vow to change, to be different, to pray more, to read your Bible more is worthless without His power. Open yourself up to follow Him. Think about this ... if your resolve could make you better, if your dedication to be a better person could get you closer to heaven then why in the world did Jesus die? If YOU could do it then why are you in such a mess? Follow Him and enjoy finding out what He means by that for your life.
Selah.