A prayer that was made at the weekend was that I’d know and hear the words that Jesus heard after his baptism in the Jordan: you are my much loved son and with you I am well pleased. That is indeed a beautiful thing to hear and yet, unsurprisingly, comes with a variety of direct challenges from elsewhere to challenge the whole notion. ‘Call yourself a follower of Jesus? Pah! Look at you!’ ‘Church leader, eh? Ha!’
Very tiring, really. I’m made of firmer substance than that!
What I didn’t expect on Saturday was such a strong sense of call and sharpened definition to the nature of my life’s vocation. Deep questions and paths to explore for the future. Questions I’ve probably been avoiding in one way or another.
One thing is clear: we’re called to death and resurrection each moment of each day…even to the ultimate extent of ‘not my will but yours, Father.’