As our pastor continues to lead us through the book of John, my eyes are opened to a newness of Christ and living for Him.
And as Caleb sketches BK’s sermons, I am seeing the Word through the eyes of a child.
As well as having my self-nurtured skepticism and prejudices exposed.
In the seventeenth chapter of John, we find Jesus praying for His disciples.
And our pastor draws our imaginations into a deeper understanding.
Imagine hearing Jesus pray for you.
Our minds percolate with thoughts of being one of the chosen.
A disciple of Christ.
And hearing Him pray aloud with the words from His own mouth. Thoughts from His own heart.
Intercessions for His own.
My mind stirs with images of the disciples.
Clean shaven. Modest dress. Mature.
And then I catch a glimpse of Caleb’s sketch.
Pencil marks mirroring the reflection of a child’s mind.
Caleb’s visual description of Christ’s modern-day disciples.
Not the expected speculations by my design.
Nevertheless, ones who have chosen today to follow Christ.
Hearts surrendered just inches below faux hawks.
Submitted spirits sheltered below the flat bills of ball caps.
All shapes, sizes and styles.
But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look at his appearance or his stature, because I have rejected him. Man does not see what the Lord sees, for man sees what is visible, but the Lord sees the heart.”
United with purpose in service.
Hearts hidden from what is visible to man yet pledging allegiance to their King.