You Follow Me
June 7, 2025 - Saturday of the Seventh Week of Easter
John 21:20–25
Peter had just been forgiven.
He had just been called again.
He had heard the words:
“Feed my sheep.”
But before the conversation could end,
he turned.
He saw the other disciple—
the one who had leaned on Jesus’ chest,
the one who never left the cross.
“What about him?” Peter asked.
And Jesus answered,
not with anger,
but with clarity:
“What is that to you?
You follow me.”
Maybe you’ve asked that too.
Why is her life so perfect?
Why does he seem to have it all together?
Why am I always behind?
We compare ourselves,
scroll after scroll,
post after post,
thinking someone else’s story
makes ours less.
But Jesus never calls us to be
Peter 2.0
or John 2.0.
He calls us by name.
You follow me.
Not their path.
Not their pace.
Yours.
Some glorify God with loud courage.
Others with quiet faith.
Some preach.
Others listen deeply.
Some lead.
Others carry, heal, serve, stay.
Each one matters.
Each one is loved.
John, the disciple who didn’t speak much,
is the one whose words we still read.
He didn’t do everything.
But he did enough.
He remembered.
He stayed.
He wrote.
He wrote so that we might believe.
And believing,
we might find life.
So stop looking sideways.
You are not behind.
You are not forgotten.
Your pace is not too slow.
Your calling is not too small.
Jesus turns to you
and says it again—gently, clearly, lovingly:
“You—follow me.”