Isaiah 45:13 “I have raised him up in righteousness, and I will direct all his ways: he shall build my city, and he shall let go my captives, not for price nor reward, saith the LORD of hosts.”

Navigating past the camels and the sheep, the young man found the elder. John was leading his household toward the setting sun, his staff crunching a steady rhythm in the dirt and sand. For several minutes the youth hesitated. John seemed lost in thought, like he was remembering some conversation with a dear friend. Matthew was only a servant, but the master had always taken time to speak with him. Taking a deep breath, the youth asked the burning question in his mind, “Master, I was wondering, didn’t God give you any details?”

“Details? Let me see. He said, ‘Follow’, what more do I need?” as a smile began to form upon his lips.

Matthew was astonished and threw up his hands, “With all due respect master, we need directions. We need to identify our ultimate destination and map out a route.”

“Our ultimate destination is wherever God leads. Our route is clear: obedience,” John said. “It is difficult for you Matthew because you are concerned with where we are going, but I am concerned with who we are following.”

We often times get wrapped up in where we are going (destination) instead of who we are following (destiny). God will lead us wherever He pleases but are we willing to follow. It is not important where we go, but who we follow to get there. Our true home is not a place, but it is a person, Jesus Christ.
Today, we do not need to be anxious about how we are going to get there, the cost or any obstacles. We need to look no further than who we are following.

"He who is to be a good ruler must have first been ruled." Aristotle

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