A Student
I have been thinking about yesterdays sermon. Mark 6:1 He went away from there and came to his hometown, and his disciples followed him. What stuck with me was the word disciples. We know very well Christ had 12 disciples that followed him in his days on earth. They learned from him and as a result the many Christians you see on earth today are in effect the result of those 12 men. μαθητής mathētḗs, math-ay-tes'; from G3129; a learner, i.e. pupil:—disciple. A disciple is really a pupil, someone who is learning from someone else. I strive to learn from the Bible. From Jesus. I felt impressed a long time ago to write this blog, not because I am so good at it but as my statement, my purpose is to try and persuade others to make the same decision to follow Christ. as I did. I thought about that, I don't have many followers and that is as it should be. People don't need to follow me, hopefully I do persuade them to follow Christ if they are reading this blog and not already following Christ. I read daily something from God's word, I pray, I want to hear from God. I have a very good Pastor and I try to listen to his sermon each week as I did yesterday, but I still need the word of God for myself. I had some Uncles that I admired, you could follow them as they followed Christ. Every last one of them is gone now. I learned a lot from them. I wrote about other mentors recently, well in the last year anyway, that impacted my life. Helping me along this way. Pastors all through the years that taught me about Christ, about following Christ. And here I am many years later still following, still learning. I don't need people to follow me and this blog. What they really need to do is the same thing, follow Christ. Develop their own relationship with him, reading his word, praying to him, and following him to the best of our ability. I thought again about thirty plus years ago when I came back to Christ. I had walked away from God. I felt like all these Christians were hypocrites. I felt I couldn't live it, and I walked away. God dealt with me over a period of time. It was like he was saying, if I really think it is that way, then why don't I show them how it is done. God didn't let me go, but talked to me sometimes in the middle of the night. I would often cry, this isn't for me, I can't seem to live it. I went to a revival service in January of 1984. Just a handful of people, probably less than 10 all total. It was at my Father-in Law's church in Burlington WA. I sat in the back, I really came just to bring my first wife there to sing, because my Father-in Law asked me to. The service progressed, the song service, the offering, the special song, and then the Evangelist for this revival got up to speak. I probably hadn't been inside the doors of a church in four years. He got behind the pulpit and my recollection of what he said follows: Leon, some day you will stand before God to give an answer for your life. On that day God is not going to ask you who hurt you, who did this or who did that to you. God is going to ask what have you done with Jesus. Have you accepted or rejected him. I imagine that was the shortest sermon of his life. I got up and made my way to the altar. I recommitted my life on that night. As I think back to those years and how God was dealing with me not just on that night but the days and weeks leading up to that night. I'd tell God I can't live it, all these Christians are hypocrites anyway. I grew up in a Church that taught perfection and I certainly knew I wasn't. I quit, I can't life this. God knows my frailty, that is why he sent Jesus to the cross. Because in myself, I cannot live it, but in Christ I can. Jesus forgives every sin, past present and future. We live it in him, not in our own doing, but in him. All have sinned, if someone says they have not sinned they make God a liar and the truth is not in them. God finally got through to me. I didn't have to be perfect, that is why Jesus went to the cross, because I wasn't perfect or any one else for that matter. Yes, a lot of those Christians from my youth messed up just as I have done in the last thirty plus years. Jesus came to forgive, to remove our sins from us, as far as the East is from the West. So I think I have a better understanding today than I did thirty years ago. I am following Christ, a student so to speak and have been for the past thirty plus years. My life is not perfect, I gave up on that. I just follow as best I can. I read for myself, daily, from the word of God. I do go to church and I attend fairly regularly. I have a good Pastor that points me to Christ. And that is what I also try to do. Don't try to follow me. I hope I persuade others to follow Christ as I am doing. Now I think I understand what God was saying so many years ago, show them how it is done. It is a lifestyle. I go to church, but I read for myself. I pray and ask God daily to guide me. I write this blog, not because I am so good at it, but in following Christ, I do also want to point others to him. Jesus is the way to God, to eternal life with God. There are no grandchildren in heaven. Each person has to find God for themselves. In reality God finds us just as he did me those thirty plus years ago and asked me to follow him. To be his student, to learn from Jesus how to live. To take his yoke upon me and learn how to live in this present world. I hope I persuade others to give Jesus a try. God bless, LVZ.

