Sunday’s altar calls are powerful. The music rises, hearts open, and for a moment it feels like heaven touches earth. But the real invitation does not end when the service does. It carries into Monday morning, when the alarm goes off and life gets loud again. That is when “Follow Me” becomes real. Not just in church aisles, but in traffic jams, tough meetings, and quiet moments when you have to decide who you want to be.
Between Sundays is where faith either grows or fades. It is where the words we say on Sunday become the life we live the rest of the week. Jesus never invited people to admire Him from a distance. His invitation was always an action. Follow Me. Walk with Me. Learn from Me. Move with Me.
Following Him means taking Sunday’s conviction into Monday’s conversations. It means choosing patience when a coworker tests your nerves. It means integrity when cutting corners would be easier. It means compassion when the world rewards toughness. It means choosing peace instead of proving a point. These moments are not small. They are the daily steps of discipleship.
That is because faith is not maintenance. Faith is motion. Jesus never said, “Stay where you are and think about Me.” He said, “Follow Me.” Faith was always meant to move. It is lived in decisions, reactions, and relationships. It is tested far more in ordinary moments than extraordinary ones.
So what would following Him look like in your calendar, your inbox, or at your kitchen table this week? Maybe it is slowing down long enough to listen. Maybe it is forgiving someone who hurt you. Maybe it is choosing honesty in a difficult conversation. Maybe it is showing kindness to someone who cannot give you anything back. These ordinary choices are where God does extraordinary shaping.
There is a reason Jesus called fishermen, tax collectors, and everyday people. He wanted disciples who understood real life. Work. Family. Community. He was not forming a fan club. He was forming followers. People who would walk with Him in the mundane and the messy. People who would carry His heart into places where sermons do not reach but their lives do.
Between Sundays is the testing ground for every yes we give God. It is where faith becomes more than a feeling. It is where our decisions begin to reflect the One we follow. Scripture says His voice calls us daily and that His mercies are new every morning. That means the invitation to follow Him is renewed each day we wake up. Not just once. Every morning. Every decision. Every step.
You do not have to be perfect to follow Him. You just have to be willing. Willing to trust. Willing to grow. Willing to walk. And when you stumble, the invitation does not disappear. He repeats it again with grace. Follow Me.
So as you move into the days between Sundays, remember this. Faith that only lives on Sunday will never change your Monday. But faith that walks between Sundays can change your whole life. And maybe even the lives around you.
Keep The Faith (K.T.F)
