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It started on a beach
3 long years ago it was
No introduction or greeting
Just, “ Follow me”.
So I got up and followed
Leaving my boat and nets behind,
Not knowing where He would lead
Or how my life would change.
The solitary prayer in the hills
When only the inner circle went with Him
And the large, noisy crowds
Where all the world came to see Him.
And I followed every step of the way.
And now three years later,
“I’ll die for you” I said
“Even if they all desert you,
I’ll always be true.”
And yet on that dreadful night
When He was taken away before my eyes
I ran away.
Later as I followed
They brought Him to an illegal trial
And still I was afraid to speak out to save Him.
Then the servants pointed the finger,
And I denied even knowing Him.
And so I come back to the beach
After days of confusion
As He died He prayed “Father forgive them”,
The words I longed to hear
But could not accept.
Then 3 days later
He was alive
Wonderfully, miraculously alive.
Yet still I felt ashamed,
For was my betrayal
Any less than that of Judas.
Sitting on the beach
After a long night fishing
A waste of time
Until He came.
Then we almost broke our nets
So great was our catch.
As we sit and eat,
He looks me in the eye
“Do you love me” He says.
Three times He tests me
Lessening the commitment every time.
And I reply, “You know I love you”
Hurting more and more
Each time He asks.
But as I reflect
I know I deserve the questions.
Three times I denied Him
Through fear of the consequences.
Three times He tests me
And forgives me.
He sends me out
To look after His people
To feed his sheep and lambs.
He takes me back to where I started
To a beach where He says
“Follow me”.
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