“Come with me,” is one of my four-year-old’s favorite requests. Actually, it’s more like a command. You see, he has lots of things he wants to show everyone. His newest discoveries, creations and accomplishments.
Every day, our Creator opens his eyes to new things, and it is beautiful to watch. I can kneel beside him and reclaim some of that childlike wonder I lost as an adult. I chase butterflies and bubbles as he squeals with delight, making it impossible for me not to laugh.
But the latest creation we chased? Well, that one was my favorite. We chased the sun.
A couple of weeks ago we traveled to my sister-in-law’s college for her graduation and toward the end of the car ride, the sun was setting. The horizon turned a spectacular shade of orange, and the sun would occasionally hide behind the hills and trees.
As soon as my little one saw it, he bubbled with excitement.
“Look at the color! Look!”
Then, it would disappear and the chase would start.
“We have to find sun, Dadda! We have to find it! It’s hiding.”
My husband and I could not stop smiling as our four-year-old hunted the sun with complete determination. As I trailed it with him I wondered when we lose that. When does the God’s creation become something we take for granted?
Then, as darkness took over and the sun “went to sleep” I thought, “What if we had that same childlike wonder in our relationship with the Lord? What if, instead of doubt and fear, we reclaimed a sense of awe as we followed his lead into the unknown?”
When I received my copy of Suzanne Eller’s book, Come with Me, I knew I was going to be challenged. One can look at the blurb on the back cover and be assured of that. But what I didn’t expect was the awakening which would take place in my heart. I didn’t see how Jesus’ invitation to, “Come with me,” can be as unique and individual as we are.
One of the many beautiful attributes of the gospel message is the way God makes it come alive to each one of us. As I sat there with my book, reading about the disciples, their struggles and their questions, I realized I wasn’t just a spectator.
I was one of them. I am one of them. And just like Peter, John and Thomas, Jesus wants to use me.
My journey won’t look like everyone else’s. It may mean traveling to a foreign land or it could be sitting in a newborn’s bedroom, rocking through the midnight shift. I could be sharing my story with hundreds of people or it might be loving on one single mom in my kitchen.
The significance of accepting Jesus’ invitation to “come with me” isn’t in what we do. It’s in the faith it requires to take the first step.
And then another. And another.
We may not know where we’re going, but we can trust the person we’re following. We don’t have to chase him the way my four-year-old and I chased the sun, but we can have the same childlike excitement.
Because it’s going to be a beautiful adventure.
If you’re at a point in your life where you want more of Jesus, I highly recommend Suzanne Eller’s book, Come with Me. She will take you by the hand and sit among the disciples with you as you explore what Jesus’ invitation to “come with me” meant and how it was as unique as you are.
Also, comment below and be entered to win a free copy from me! I will announce the winner or Tuesday, May 24th.