Jesus
tapped me on the shoulder and said, Bob, why are you resisting me? I said, I'm
not resisting you! He said, You gonna follow me? I said, I've never thought
about that before! He said, When you're not following me, you're resisting me.
-- Bob Dylan
Gospel
Text: (LK 9:51-62)
When the days for Jesus’ being taken
up were fulfilled,
he resolutely determined to journey to
Jerusalem,
and he sent messengers ahead of him.
On the way they entered a Samaritan
village
to prepare for his reception there,
but they would not welcome him
because the destination of his journey
was Jerusalem.
When the disciples James and John saw
this they asked,
“Lord, do you want us to call down
fire from heaven
to consume them?”
Jesus turned and rebuked them, and
they journeyed to another village.
As they were proceeding on their
journey someone said to him,
“I will follow you wherever you go.”
Jesus answered him,
“Foxes have dens and birds of the sky
have nests,
but the Son of Man has nowhere to rest
his head.”
And to another he said, “Follow me.”
But he replied, “Lord, let me go first
and bury my father.”
But he answered him, “Let the dead
bury their dead.
But you, go and proclaim the kingdom
of God.”
And another said, “I will follow you,
Lord,
but first let me say farewell to my
family at home.”
To him Jesus said, “No one who sets a
hand to the plow
and looks to what was left behind is
fit for the kingdom of God.”
Being a disciple is like plowing.
Disciples have the power to break up hard ground and hard hearts in a hard,
hardened, and hardening world. Without the disciples' plowing, there can never
be a harvest, no matter how much seed is sown and no matter how much work is
done.
Plowing is hard work with hard ground,
and the first field we must plow is the field of our own hardened hearts.