I Follow Close Behind

 

I am lost in thought and wonder

Walking on this familiar road to Jerusalem

It’s dusty and hot, but I don’t seem to notice

I’m thinking, wondering, walking again today with the crowd

Walking behind Him. He one they call Rabbi,

Some call him the Son of Man.

What He said yesterday. What did He mean?

 

Yesterday I was carried by the crowd as we pushed close to Him

I could hear what He said but for some reason ,

I don’t know why, I just couldn’t move closer…

When He looked up I felt like he was looking right at me,

But so did everyone else.

His words, they pierce, yet they soothe, they challenge me, but…

I am stunned; I can’t believe all this!

But I must follow. I need to know.

 

He will "tear down the temple and rebuild it in three days"!

Impossible, Incredible, What does He mean? Yet I wonder…

He has done incredible things in just these few days

I have followed Him at a distance,

Not too close, I’m not ready to get closer,

But I can’t leave, I’m pulled, I want to be here, It feels right.

 

When He speaks, all of creation seems to go silent.

Even the birds seem to pause in flight to listen!

All I can hear is His voice, His words, …so clear, so right.

I know that voice, I remember it, but from where? When?

He speaks to me directly. All of us feel He does!

He is unlike any other person I have, or will ever know.

Who is this Man from Galilee?

I am compelled to follow Him, to listen, to be with Him,

I thirst to hear more. Will I like what He says?

 

I’m scared, but excited. I don’t understand,

Yet I like it and want to hear more

It feels right to be here. It feels like something incredible is happening.

What is it? What is this Kingdom he speaks of?

Maybe today I’ll get closer to Him,

I believe in Him, but I don’t really know Him that well

And yet I somehow do.

 

His words, His eyes, His very presence seems to carry me.

To where?

A hand on my arm, one of his disciples pulls me forward..

To Him…to Jesus Himself!!! No, not me I can’t I…OK I wil, I say.

He looks at me, and softly smiles.

"Go into Jerusalem ahead of the crowd He says:

But why me? I am just following Him for a day or so!

I am not a disciple like those others.

How is it that I understand what He tells me?

"Go ahead of us he says, go with this other man into the city, and look for a man carrying a jar of water. Follow him to the house he enters and say to the owner of the house, the Teacher says…where is the room where my disciples and I will eat the Passover meal?"

 

Why me? I wonder. But I am honored…I will do this. He asked ME!!!

I feel very light, I run ahead almost a whole day it seems, to the city.

I am carried. He asked ME!!! Somehow I know,

This is what I am supposed to be doing. And I will do His will!

 

We are here already! But where is the other man who ran along side me?

He just disappeared!

But I’m stopped in my tracks in suprise.

There he is…the man with the jar of water just as Jesus said!

Wait, He looks so familiar. I know this man! ..He’s my younger brother! Can it be? It’s been months and we parted so badly!

He sees me, he sobs, he runs to me, and we embrace…

I’ve missed him. It’s been so long…

Reluctantly I say what the Jesus told me to say…

But my brother already knows what I am saying, he was already preparing! We fill more jugs with water and hastily walk home, to our family home Where I grew up!…Me, with my younger Brother hugging and celebrating With joy that we will be together for the Upcoming Passover,

After so many years; And in the home where I was born…

 

What wonders He has done for me! I was homeless only two days ago, wandering the roads alone, following these people called disciples, listening To this holy Man. I was hungry but I was fed with the whole crowd.

My brother and I splash some water on our feet and enter my old home.

I can’t wait to tell my brother everything this Jesus has told us,

Everything I now know about Him! I belong again!!!!!

 

 

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