There Your Heart Will Be
words and music by Brett Allen

Holy is the Lord who was and is and is to come
You set my feet upon a rock and made my footsteps firm
So I'll store up for myself treasure in heaven
Where moth and rust cannot corrupt

Where your treasure is there your heart will be
Looking outside yourself to see what I see
Where your treasure is there your heart will be
There your heart will be

Holy is the Lord who was and is and is to come
You set my feet upon a rock and made my footsteps firm
So I'll store up for myself treasure in heaven
Where moth and rust cannot corrupt

Where your treasure is there your heart will be
Looking outside yourself to see what I see
Where your treasure is there your heart will be
There your heart will be

Na na na na na na na na
There your heart will be
LIft your hand to hosanna
There your heart will be

 
Devotion

"Still another said, 'I will follow you, Lord; but first...'"
(Luke 9:61, NIV)

One man just wanted to bury his father. Another just wanted a chance to tell his family good-bye. What would it hurt?

But when Jesus heard these requests, instead of offering a kind and personable "Sure, go ahead; I'll wait here for you," He gave only strong words of rebuke. "Let dead folks bury their own dead. If you put your hand on the plow, and then look back, you're not fit for my service."

It almost makes you wonder what side of the bed Jesus woke up on that morning. It's not like either of the men wanted to get in a last night of partying before forsaking all to follow Him. They just wanted to be courteous to their families, right?

In our self-help, 12-step world, we often try to coddle and pamper people into the kingdom of God, but Jesus used a different approach. With the rich young ruler, He said to sell everything and give it to the poor. To another, He said to hate his mother and father. To the multitudes, He said to eat His flesh and drink His blood (gross and symbolic, I know, but it's in there). And to these hopeful followers, He dashed their hopes even before they began their journeys.

If you start something, finish it. We've heard it so many times that it has become one of our most popular business clichés. The Bible voices the same idea in another way: "Count the cost."

Counting the cost is at the heart of discipleship. It's the part where we discover if the committment we made is real. It's where we determine if our public display was truly evidence of an inner calling. Discipleship is the part of our walk where, unlike the rich young ruler, we willingly lay aside all we have in order to be used by God for His purposes. No matter what.

Jesus knew that what was holding these men back was not just family ties. It was a lack of faith, a lack of desire to abandon everything and follow Him alone. He knew that their committment wouldn't make it past the first night of sleeping on a pillow of stone or the first day of carrying a purse full of nothing but air. He knew that (to put it in our modern terms) these were people who were willing to walk the aisle, but never surrender their lives.

Making a public profession of our faith in Christ is the easy part. Living up to it—becoming a disciple—is the painful part that Christ uses to shape us into the kind of Christians He wants us to be.

What has being a disciple cost you? Where are your treasures?

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