To Be Like Jesus

Christ Pantocrator: I love this portrait as I was privileged to see this mosaic in person in 1988 in the Hagia Sophia in Instanbul

FMF: To be like Jesus

Every Friday, I join an online Christian writing community, Five Minute Friday. We are given a one-word prompt and write – unscripted, unedited, pure free-write – for 5 minutes. The prompt this week is: Represent

‘Your home may be the only church she ever sets foot in.

Your life may be the only Bible he ever reads’.

These are paraphrased versions of a very significant thought that has always kept me very aware of my de-facto responsibility, as a follower of Jesus, to also represent Jesus to the world.

I am to be His hands, His feet, His words, but, above all, I am to represent the heart of God to a world that has lost sight of its heart.

If I am known as ‘a Christian’, I will be being observed, even sub-consciously, by others who may not call themselves Christians (and those who do) and my actions and words, and my silence and lack of action, will be weighed up.

Unfortunately I have many times been humbled by someone saying, ‘Gosh, I thought you were a Christian!’

People watch Christians and, by their lives, they judge and decide whether or not they want to know Jesus.

Oh that we would be daily transformed more and more into the likeness of Jesus.

Oh that our presence would be the fragrance of Christ wherever we go.

Oh that ours is the heart of Jesus that our lives represent to the world.

One of the first songs I learned as a Christian was,

To be like Jesus,

To be like Jesus,

all I ask,

to be like Him

all through life’s journey,

from earth to glory,

all I ask

to be like Him.

Amen

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23 thoughts on “To Be Like Jesus

  1. “I thought you were a Christian!”
    That is such a painful jibe,
    but I can’t be resistin’
    an accusation of the tribe.
    We try so hard to spread the Love
    He asked that we should spread,
    but looking past to God above,
    we hope that we’ll be led

    Sorry, Andrew collapsed while writing this. It’s as far as he got.

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  2. Dawn, I’m back, sort of. Here’s the sonnet, completed.

    Thank you so much for your prayers!

    “I thought you were a Christian!”
    That is such a painful jibe,
    but I can’t be resistin’
    an accusation of the tribe.
    We try so hard to spread the Love
    He asked that we should spread,
    but looking past to God above,
    we hope that we’ll be led
    to try beyond ability,
    to extend the loving heart
    with a saint’s virility
    to play out our chosen part,
    not for Heaven or for fashion,
    but for a world short on compassion.

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