
Whoever does not carry the cross and follow me cannot be my disciple.
(Luke 14.27
NRSV)
Just about the time he was ready to give up, the first cadet noticed what was happening to his friend. He decided to help him. This was not an easy decision, because it meant that he would lose valuable time, and that would cost him points in his overall standing in his class. The young man concluded that his friend was worth it. So he slowed down, waited for the second cadet to catch up to him, and then proceeded to encourage him down the track with shouts of, "You can do it." "Go for it." "You're gonna make it."
The second cadet did not respond with any great burst of speed but he didn't give up either. With the first cadet running alongside him, he continued to plod along, pushing himself for all he was worth. The first cadet kept yelling. And he kept running. And with all the energy he could muster, he finally crossed the finish line with the first cadet at his side. The second cadet was totally exhausted. It was a great moment for both men. There was only one thing wrong--both of them failed the test.
This wasn't the conclusion we expected was it? We expected a nice ending where both young men succeeded. The first cadet, though, discovered the cost of discipleship. He gave his all to help his friend accomplish something he could not have done on his own. And it cost him. Discipleship always costs.
Dear God, guide me in giving up something that will cost me, so that your kingdom will grow. Amen.