James and John grew up on the water. As young boys they would play along the shore as their father, Zebedee would mend the nets. They had escaped the heat of countless Summer days by swimming off the dock while awaiting their father’s return from a day on the lake in search of fish. Those childhood years along the Galilean seashore were filled with wonder, two brothers wide-eyed dreams of adventure.
“Going on from there, he saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John. They were in a boat with their father Zebedee, preparing their nets. Jesus called them, and immediately they left the boat and their father and followed him.”
Their childhood days over, James and John were now old enough to assume a greater role in the family business. They were fishermen, just as their father, grandfather, etc. It was who they were. At least it was who they were until “Come, follow me.” It was a simple statement requiring a simple response. The cost however was not so simple. Family expectations, an unknown future, and social pressure meant this seemingly simple response required the resolve of countless questions.
Many of those dreams from childhood can and should be passed off as juvenile fantasy. Others are seeds of the life calling God has for us. The key to determining which are mere fancy and which are our ordered steps will be found as we “seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness.”