Once, we were alienated, were people on the outside – confused at the way this all worked and the nature of His leading. Like with many things that are alien, we reacted in hostility and fear, wondering at the ways that He called His followers to; these fishermen who followed a rabbi from the shore with no apparent reason, those disciples who claimed that He was risen and went to their deaths proclaiming that. We looked from the outside; some of us rejecting outright, others scared to get close enough in case we got burned. Others inched closer with an ill-disguised curiosity, a nervous excitement stirring in them. Weighing up the pros and cons, we wondered if it was worth it, as if we knew what it was that being offered.
Reconciliation does not look like we may have expected it to, but how could it be any other way as a follower of Him? We sense His leading, His glorious whisper, and in following we are more alive to this world and increasingly mystified by the things it prizes. Yet, when we have stepped out into the unknown, it is easy to look back and wonder at the stability we have left behind. There will be times when it seems that we have made the wrong choice – surely He would not have led us to these times of uncertainty and doubt. We may turn back, back to that which we know, and who could blame us?
Still, it is in following, and in continuing to follow, that we will find our hope. That is how we began, no matter the manner or setting in which we met Him – we heard His voice, and we chose to go with Him. We are called Christians, followers of Christ, but what then is a follower of Christ who chooses not to follow?