The teacher of the law told Jesus he’d go with Jesus wherever Jesus went. Jesus’s answer grabbed me.
No bed; no home. With me; just me.
Am I travelling light? Am I keeping my stuff in perspective – that there can be no place in my heart for it. Stuff isn’t bad when my heart doesn’t hold on to it. I can enjoy things but I am to remember that it like an ice cream cone on a hot summer day. I’ll enjoy it but know without a adoubt that it won’t last long. I can save it; I can’t store it; I can’t hold onto it too tightly.
What did I hear Jesus say to me? Jack. Walk with me. We’ll walk through this world hand in hand. And keep your other hand open – not with your things - so that we can invite someone else to walk with us.
Jack
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