Come, Follow Me

"..Come, Follow Me" (Luke 18:22)

When I was at my peak, my strongest point in my career as a nurse, God used me but not in an unrestrained totally abandoned passion that my heart knew it was capable of. I knew (or let's say I now know) I was not completely surrendered to my Abba. That little tug I felt on my heart, that kept me at a constant uneasiness, searching, looking, and kept me at arms length from my Father. I knew my Papa just wasn't through with me. I just could not figure out what it was. So I did what I thought I should. I tried harder.

Only after I became completely worn out, weak and at my lowest point, did I become totally abandoned to God. More out of default and exhaustion. For nothing of me was any longer useful to my Papa. For I had nothing left. But then, nothing that I had was ever mine to give, was it? For all He ever wanted was me, a vessel, completely open to flow freely of the Father's love and of the Father's will.

In my weakest point, I heard, "Come, follow Me." So as I leave the comforts of the all knowing, security, friends and longevity of my job of many years to walk into the arms of the Father as He calls, "Come..." To do the will of my Father.....

I leave you today with the sweet sounds of the Papa's voice----what will you hear? will you hear the Father's call on your own life?

Will you come to Him in those areas of your own life?

As the world watches you reproduce the echo of Christ's call? "Come, follow Me" Will you hear the echo's back?

And the peace, oh my, the peace is not of this world.