The hymn I Have Decided to Follow Jesus has been part of my life for as long as I can remember, sung as the final hymn at Sunday night services at Monticello First Baptist.
God’s call to Abram comes without a map. There is no destination named, no timeline given—only a command and a promise: Go.
Abraham and I have always had a difficult relationship. On one hand, I admire his faith and fortitude in packing up his life and traveling, but on the other hand, I am deeply challenged to accept his behavior in the Issac story.
John has been arrested. This would not have seemed like the right time for an announcement.
Jesus meets Simon and Andrew in the middle of their ordinary workday.
For much of my life, I have understood Jesus primarily as someone we follow, and that is true.
For several years, my email signature has ended with Soli Deo Gloria, “to God alone be the glory.”
Growing up in my small southeast Arkansas town of about 8,000 people, we had two school districts—the “city” school and the “country” school.