Many years ago, I was walking the streets at the end of a time of evangelical outreach, talking to Yahweh about the children and young people who had been touched. “What do you want us to do about them, Father?” I asked. “Make disciples!” He challenged. Just two words, but they stopped me in my tracks! Spoken deep into my heart, this command changed me, quickening a life-long awareness of the responsibilities of discipleship.
First of all, I asked myself what the word ‘disciple’ meant and, from the dictionary, discovered it to be, “One who follows the opinions and teachings of another, believes in all his ideas, is a pupil to all His doctrines, tries to copy him in everything and be just like him.” I was stunned; this was exactly how I felt about Yahshua. I was a disciple, I was commissioned to communicate discipleship with young believers. It was awesome!
I love Yahshua passionately, deeply appreciating the way He talked, the things His did, how He lived, His attitudes, His lifestyle. I’ve always longed to be like Him – I just didn’t know that this longing encapsulated discipleship. I realised I was being appointed by the Most High to share and pass on my passions. I was to learn that discipleship knows no boundaries of age or experience, is a process that can begin at any age, will be borne out in a lifetime of commitment to following the ways of Yahweh, and will only finish when we see Yahshua face to face.
I believe my own journey began when I was about 18 years old, when I opened my Bible at the four gospels, held it out towards Yahshua, and prayed, “Please show me who You really are; help me to read between the lines and understand; show me the things about Yourself that are hidden in here.” This prayer opened up a personal experience beyond anything else in my life, it was the foundation of a relationship that means everything to me. The more we know Yahshua, the more we will long to be like Him, and the more we will be prepared to actively commit to being precisely crafted in His image.
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