The Heart of it…

Having reflected on the process and patterns of discipleship yesterday, I guess in a way I didn’t get to the heart of my real reflections on the matter.

I see that the reason I was intentionally discipled by some good people in my early days walking with Jesus wasn’t simply the culture of discipleship, however helpful that is.

What really made the difference was that the man who discipled me had a heart entirely wrapped up in the life and passion of Jesus.  It was the most natural thing in the world for him to want to impart faith and a good grounding.  I remember the hours invested in me.  He mentored me like a father.

He was able to do that because when he was converted, his father-in-law, another godly man I had the privilege of knowing, poured out his life into him and nurtured in him a life of passionate faith out of a background of alcoholism and a life of destruction.

Disciples make disciples.  But, you can’t give what you haven’t got.  Maybe you just became a Christian, did something like Alpha, and that was it?  Maybe the odd bible study house group?  I don’t know.  But there must be a reason why we end up with churches full of people who believe that discipleship is someone else’s job.

Who are you discipling?

Does it all seem like something too difficult?

Perhaps we need to think about all this again (I’m being overly generous with my ‘perhaps’, there…no perhaps about it!)

Disciples make disciples.


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