DISCIPLES

This morning I was thinking of Jesus twelve disciples.  You could call them his "entourage" or his "right-hand men" or simply his friends who were learning about him while following him.  Either way, I considered that I am also a disciple of His in today's world.

I wondered how I would have felt when I watched as Mary anointed his feet and dried them with her hair.

I wondered how I would have felt when he said go get the donkey.  I have need of it.

I wondered how I would have felt when I prepared the upper room.

I wondered how I would have felt as I sat at supper with him, ate bread for his body and drank wine for his blood.

I wondered how I would have felt when he told me I would deny him three times before morning.

As I considered all these thoughts, I realized at some point or another, I do all these things.  Not literally and not all the time.  

I love to anoint him with praise but I don't do it all the time.

I love to follow his instructions but I don't all the time.

I love to prepare my heart for him, but I don't all the time.

I love to eat his goodness, but I don't all the time.

I love to tell others about him and never deny him, but I don't all the time.

In my reading this morning, I was drawn to John, chapter 17.  This is the chapter when the subtitles are "Jesus Prays for Himself", "Jesus Prays for His Disciples", and "Jesus Prays for All Believers".  It's one of my favorite chapters in the Bible because it helps me KNOW that Jesus prayed for ME.  Yep, ME.  I encourage you to take a read of this chapter during this week. It's so good.

Consider....and believe.....