Believe it or not, the Gospel of John was written anonymously. Not once in the text does the author give his name, although he repeatedly refers to himself as “the disciple whom Jesus loved.” I wonder… if I were writing something with even a fraction of the importance of John’s writings, would I write it without somehow making sure I’d get at least a little credit? If I had walked the Earth with God’s only Son, wouldn’t I want people to know about my “high and mighty” friend? That’s the interesting thing about the Christian walk, as evidenced not only by “the disciple whom Jesus loved,” but also by so many other Christ followers. As you grow closer to Jesus, the need to get the credit for anything begins to fade away. I’m far from being there yet, but I’ve noticed some significant changes in the way I operate over the years. It’s only a dream at this point, but just for a moment dream with me. Imagine that your identity was completely consumed by that of Jesus–that everything positive you accomplished was attributed to Jesus instead of to yourself and that every dollar you gave was anonymous. When people looked at you, all they could see was that something was different about you. Something quite different indeed… as if you were somehow very special to God. Could that kind of love change the world?
“One of them, the disciple whom Jesus loved, was reclining next to him.” John 13:23