What does it cost to make room for God?
Maybe you already know your answer. However, this is the question I have pondered long into the afternoon. It’s not where I began my day though. As I awoke and came into the reality of a new day, I realized I had been writing my story while I slept.
I was so sure of my dreamy story that I shared it with my dear man, and asked if he could sit with me and listen to make sure I was remembering a certain costly scenario with some semblance of accuracy. I would not divulge real names, but he gave me the nod that I was remembering correctly. And then he asked what scripture I was thinking to use as a reference to tie up the ends.
At that point, I opened my Bible toward the back, hoping to land in the gospels. I was looking for the Last Supper. However, as I looked down the page, I read these words as the headline:
The Cost of Being a Disciple
“A large crowd was following Jesus. He turned around and said to them, “If you want to be my disciple, you must, by comparison, hate everyone else—your father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters—yes, even your own life. Otherwise, you cannot be my disciple. And if you do not carry your own cross and follow me, you cannot be my disciple.”
Luke 14:25-27 NLT
I present to you the words of Jesus above because these are challenging words. It’s a hard message, but for me a familiar passage and a truth I’ve wrestled in front of Him more than once. The key words here are by comparison. Still it’s a hard truth.
My eyes wandered up this page in the book of Luke in order to zoom out and seek context. Where was Jesus as He made these statements, and what was happening around Him?
And there it was, the table, and a dinner party to which Jesus had been invited. He was people watching.
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