When I was a little boy, I used to love “going to the farm. ” There were things about it that I really cherished, and the memory of which I still cherish. Peace, tranquility, a connection to nature, the animals…all of that.
Ok…the animals weren’t exotic in any way…cows, pigs, and chickens…but still, it was so much more than I had in the city. But just so you know, I learned very early on, that this intrinsic beauty and tranquility that I valued so much came with a cost of sorts. I learned that from my grandpa, the first time he invited me to “take up your shovel, and follow me. ”
I followed him into the barn and did the work of the farmer….
Jesus’s invitation to take our crosses and follow him, wasn’t an invitation to find some incredibly exotic burden that makes us into some sort of hero, but rather to get ready to dig into the messiness of life, and simply do what he did. It should be somewhat comfort to know that you are already there; already involved in that messiness…you just need to remember to take Jesus with you.
Join us this weekend, where we listen to Jesus’ invitation once again, and make sense of “taking up our crosses” to follow Jesus. We gather for worship at 5:30 pm on Saturday and at 8:30 and 11:00 am on Sundays. See you there!