They threw down their nets <br />and they followed Him. <br />There was no time to <br />calculate profit or loss. <br />There was no time to <br />call home for a second opinion. <br />It seemed like absolute madness. <br />It seemed like death. <br />But it was a wise madness, <br />a necessary death. <br />The old faith dropped <br />and sank beneath waves. <br />The new faith walked on water, <br />beckoning on to Jerusalem <br />and the dry hills around.<br /><br />Steve Turner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/disciples/
