Would You Follow?

Woo! Two posts in two consecutive days!


A song has been on my mind lately. It's called "You Can Have Me" by Sidewalk Prophets. The first verse goes like this:

If I saw You on the street
And You said, "Come and follow me"
But I had to give up everything
All I once held dear and all of my dreams

Would I love You enough to let go?
Or would my love run dry
When You asked for my life?

The first time I heard this song, I had a moment of guilt. I thought about it and came to the conclusion that, if asked to follow, I would say something along the lines of, "Are you crazy? Why would I give up everything I love and have worked for to follow this strange man?" and of the ones who might already be following, I would probably assume they didn't have much of a family or belongings since they had decided to follow this man.

Why do I decide to do this now then? I'm not entirely sure. I know I've had moments of doubt and question, which I'm continually told, are actually good for my faith life. These questions show that I'm really considering what's true and real and that I care what I believe. And I'm glad that I have them.

I don't have an answer to why I "wouldn't" have followed then and why I do now. I'm skeptical of unknown situations, not one to gamble. The time it would've mattered the most, I would've gambled with my life. But not I know right answer and I am glad to be a follower.