I’ve been meditating on John 17 today.
It really is a mesmerizing piece of Scripture. It shares part of a conversation between Jesus and the Father that I can practically hear live.
Jesus had peeps.
People.
A Tribe.
People that he cared about deeply.
He was human, after all.
And when he spoke with his Father about the people on earth, he first remembered his people. His disciples.
He asked,
Holy Father, protect them by the power of your name, the name you gave me, so that they may be one as we are one.
He prayed for his people. His close people, not just all the people of the world (he did that later), but particularly and preciously for his people.
He asked God for their protection. Their unity. Their sanctification.
He loved them.
And so we ask ourselves, who are our people? Are we praying for them?