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8 For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, 9 not a result of works, so that no one may boast.
Since when did God ever say to His children, “You are obligated to do such and such because I saved you…” or “You better be good or this is over!” or “You need to do this or I won’t love you anymore.” Never.
That’s not our God. The only “must do” in God’s book for us is to receive and accept His love and mercy, not work through a set of rules and obligations in order to earn or prove something to Him. History has proven over and over that we suck at must dos anyway.
So, why on earth do we feel so obligated all the time? We say things like: “I better not miss church, or…”, “I better give a full ten percent tithe, or…”, or “I better be this way or that way or…”
We need to stop that. We really do. What do we think grace means? Do we do good or behave well because we don’t want to lose God’s love, or because we want to show God our love?
Why do we walk around with so much fear? Why don’t we trust. We don’t believe God’s promises. We don’t trust His grace. There’s got to be a catch, right?
Humanity is so fickle. People stop being friends over ridiculous things. Fathers abandon children. Mothers expect perfection. Friends demand attention. But is that who we are, as children of God? Is that our legacy? No wonder we can’t trust God! We can’t always even count on our own family!
Wasn’t the whole point of God’s plan to get us out of that mess that is “obligation”, and into the peace of not having to worry about that stuff anymore?
But the ten commandments! What about those, you say!? Those are rules. Those are obligations!
“For it is by grace that we have been saved….”
The ten commandments. The Golden Rule. They aren’t contradictions, they aren’t demands. They aren’t obligations. They’re all just a way for God to show us how hopeless we are without Him and how beautiful life can be with Him.
There’s no random list of rules. No list of obligations. No “you better, or…” All any of those rules God laid out to us proved is that we can’t do it. We’re going to make a golden calf every single time, because we’re scared and broken and full of our own great ideas, and have no trust in God.
But we can’t do anything good enough to earn God or His love. We just can’t. He has been offering us those things since the beginning of time. And we could either accept it or not.
Grace. Forgiveness. Love. Why do we want this from people, but struggle to receive it from God? Maybe it’s fear. Maybe it’s obligation. Maybe it’s habit. It doesn’t really matter why,
God loves us. He doesn’t obligate us. He loves without condition. He loves when we hate. When we are evil. When we are wrong. When we are broken. He loves us.
8 but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
He gave us Christ so we wouldn’t be obligated. He gave us Christ because He loves us. Only in Christ can we recieve God’s love and forgiveness. Only in Christ could God give us what we need, what we deserve, what we want. Only Christ could take our deserving punishment of death and conquer it. Only Christ could give us His love without asking anything in return. Only Christ could reunite us with what the Creator of the Universe.
The only way we can screw that up is to not believe it.
So, please stop fighting it. Just recieve it.
16 “For God so loved the world,[i] that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. 17 For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him. 18 Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only Son of God. 19 And this is the judgment: the light has come into the world, and people loved the darkness rather than the light because their works were evil. 20 For everyone who does wicked things hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his works should be exposed. 21 But whoever does what is true comes to the light, so that it may be clearly seen that his works have been carried out in God.”
A few months ago I reopened my Clothing Resale Store on eBay after a four year break when I had to stop to take care of my ailing mother full time. Now that I’m back at it, I find myself working very hard, often as many as 16 hours a day. That’s just the life of a reseller. And I love it. I truly do, which is why it’s not a surprise that I would throw myself into it with such exuberance.
As I’ve contemplated how to find a healthy balance of work, life, and ministry, I began to marvel at the unending attention of Our Heavenly Father. He is always at work, even when He’s at rest. Look at Jesus: He got in so much trouble with the Pharisees for healing people on the Sabbath.
Again he entered the synagogue, and a man was there with a withered hand. 2 And they watched Jesus,[a] to see whether he would heal him on the Sabbath, so that they might accuse him. 3 And he said to the man with the withered hand, “Come here.” 4 And he said to them, “Is it lawful on the Sabbath to do good or to do harm, to save life or to kill?” But they were silent. 5 And he looked around at them with anger, grieved at their hardness of heart, and said to the man, “Stretch out your hand.” He stretched it out, and his hand was restored. 6 The Pharisees went out and immediately held counsel with the Herodians against him, how to destroy him.
I think working to do good, working to heal and comfort and encourage, working to love and to smile even when things are hard, are all things we don’t need to take a break from. Does God ever stop listening? Or stop blessing? Or stop comforting?
We can rest in doing what comes natural to us. God asked us to keep the Sabbath and keep it holy so that we would stop and remember all that God has made and done, just like He did “in the beginning”. And He called it good.
I’m working through a lot of hard stuff lately. For me, it has become season in my life primarily of seclusion and introspection. In a lot of ways, I’ve seen it as a season of Sabbath rest. I know that may sound like an oxymoron. I’m working to think on things.
Now, stay with me here, I’m working to see that all that God has made and done is good. I’ve stopped trying to be good and started recognizing God’s good in me. Like with my eBay store. He gave it back to me so that I could have something in my life again that was mine. That may sound strange, but as a mother and wife most of my life, my world has mostly been about other people. Even my ministry is about others: encouraging, prophesying, hugging, loving the unlovable.
My store has given me a chance to stop and think about me. It’s a time of solitude and work, but also a time of reflection and peace in what God has given me and made for me. It’s an opportunity for me to experience joy during a time when my heart is heavy with sorrow and difficult emotions.
God is working. That’s something my therapist keeps reminding me of. God is working. He’s healing me, even on the Sabbath. Even when He’s resting and smiling at me and what He has made in me. He is working on me. He is loving me and teaching me.
Work can be love. It can be healing. It can be rest. And maybe that stuff isn’t “work” after all. Maybe that was Jesus’ point. Love shouldn’t stop on the Sabbath because it might take work. Like His own nature, Love is Eternal and Infinite. It never stops. It never takes a break. And it is always good.
I spent a good portion of my adult life in churches that believed that miracles were something that only happened during “Biblical Times”. The idea that the giftings of the Spirit of God were only true in a long time ago when the Church really needed it to advance the Gospel. (This view is called cessationism if you were wondering.)
Never having learned anything else, I accepted this as fact even though it twitched in the back of my head as not feeling right. Now, I’m not trying to start a debate with anyone, and I’m not trying to say that millions of people with this point of view are wrong. I’m just saying it didn’t sit right with me.
As I grew in my relationship with Jesus, and grew in my love and reading of the Bible, I began to experience things in my life that could only be described as miracles. And I didn’t know how to partner these experiences with the teachings I heard from the pulpit.
I watched my devout Muslim husband come to Christ.
I experienced physical, instantaneous healings.
I knew things about people that I couldn’t possibly have known and was somehow able to speak to them in that knowledge and offer supernatural encouragement and wisdom.
I began to hear God speaking to me in my “heart”. I heard scripture that I didn’t know but googled to discover was in the Bible.
I got comfort when I should have felt nothing but pain.
I felt freedom when horrible things in life had enslaved me.
I could go on and on and on about this stuff. And the older I get, and the more I “grow” in my love affair with Jesus, the more experiential and miraculous my encounters with the Living God become. It has become undebatable to me. I know what I know. It’s my testimony.
God has empowered us, gifted us, to do miracles. Ya, that’s what I said. And He did it for His Glory and for His bride and for His Honor. In other words, He did it for us and for Him.
7 But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us. 8 We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; 9 persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; 10 always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be manifested in our bodies. 11 For we who live are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh.
2 Corinthians 4:7-11
Do you hear that? Those are miracles. Miracles that glorify a Good God, a Worthy God, a Loving God. Miracles we might miss if we are too busy questioning the validity of such things.
Lord, teach us to see the miraculous. Teach us to see Your Power. Teach us to be Your Bride and Your Sons, with full inheritance to what You offer us. Teach us to listen better to You and test everything against Your Word and Your Spirit. Lord teach us to think and listen and learn through Your Spirit, so that we can be more conscious of the miracles you want to perform through us and for us. Amen.
27 Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.
I’ve been told my whole life how strong I am. How courageous I am. I’m a fighter. People say I’m tough as nails, that I have true grit, that I’m so brave. I even have Joshua 1:9 tattooed on my wrist. To the world, I am so strong.
But I’m not strong at all. I’m weak and fearful and tired. And every time I try to fall back on my strength and grit my teeth to work through something, I fail. That’s right. All my strength, all my courage, all my grit is nothing.
Without Jesus it is nothing. I am nothing. My strength, my courage, my lionheart…they all come from Jesus. He is my strength. He’s the one who made me this way. He’s the one who brought me through trials over and over again. When I rely on Him to see me through my circumstances I somehow manage to make it through. He has made me strong.
I think for too long I’ve thought that God’s strength at work in me was actually me. So when I tried to fight through things I struggled, I bruised my knees, I cried, I failed. Ya. It sucks to fail. And it’s hard to admit that I can’t do anything in my own power. Even the air I breathe is dependant on God’s grace.
But when I look back on all the triumph, and all the times I made it through to the other side of whatever I was fighting, I see that the one thing they all had in common was Jesus. When something was hard and I succeeded in pushing through it, I realize that the power came from asking Jesus to help me.
When you’re in the midst of trial it is so hard to rely on God’s strength because everything is hard when you are suffering. It was hard for Jesus to carry that cross to Golgotha.
What I’m learning is that I don’t have to feel, see, or even trust that God is giving me His strength. I know that sounds crazy, but because I love God and because He has a 100% track record with me, I don’t have to get it. I don’t have to understand. It is a fact that is not dependent on my understanding, or even my faith. It just is.
Releasing my feelings, and releasing my worry, and just remembering that God always sees me through is enough. God brings His strength and peace because He promised He would. And that is enough.
So, Lord, help me get passed myself and my feelings and my arguments. Give me the strength that you have promised me and see me through this trial and the next by Your power. I don’t have to understand. I don’t have to worry. I can trust You. Help me to trust You, Jesus. Help me to trust Your perfect record with me. Give me faith. Help me stay in Your arms no matter what battle rages around me. Help me to know that You are God. I love You, Jesus. Thank You for Your strength.
Yet I will rejoice in the Lord;
I will take joy in the God of my salvation.
19 God, the Lord, is my strength;
he makes my feet like the deer’s;
he makes me tread on my high places.
3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. 5 For as we share abundantly in Christ’s sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too.
2 Corinthians 1:3-5
It can be so easy to lose trust in God’s comfort. A bad day. Bad decisions. Bad news. Bad memories. Bad cold. Bad cramps. Bad paycheck. Bad Chinese food. Sometimes life just hurts. And sometimes it hurts really bad.
It’s great to know that our pain might someday be an opportunity to encourage and empathize with someone else. But what about now? What about in the midst of your “bad”.
I wish I could say I had a good answer. I’m in the middle of my own bad right now, and if I’m being honest, I’m feeling too bad to see the good.
Yet, somehow, because God is so good, there is always an answer, even when I have nothing. I can trust God. I can trust His promises. I can trust His Word and speak it out.
17 The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them;
he delivers them from all their troubles.
18 The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
When I’m feeling brokenhearted. When I’m feeling bad. I can trust that God is near to me. He is drawing close to me even in the midst of my pain and suffering.
When I don’t know how to draw close to Him, He draws close to me.
“The God of all comfort, who comforts us in all affliction” will comfort me. He will pull me close and kiss my tears away. I don’t have to understand. I don’t have to believe. I don’t have to do anything.
The God of all comfort does it all.
Lord, you have been our dwelling place
in all generations.
For a few weeks now I’ve been contemplating the notion of dwelling in the Lord. I want Him to be my hiding place and my resting place. In my last blog post I talked about how fear and habit move us to find shelter in other places. But what about are resting place? Where do we rest?
My family and I are headed on vacation soon. We’re going to Disney World. It’s going to be warm. It’s going to be fun. It’s going to be exhausting. It’s going to be wonderful. But will our resting be in God or in atmosphere?
My Jesus has always been there for me. He made me, He knows me, and He loves me. But I get easily distracted. When storms rage I instinctively run for shelter, but when the sun comes out do I still rest in Him? When I’m riding Pirates of the Caribbean, will I be resting in Him?
The Israelites needed a law to remind them to rest in Him. Without being told to remember the Sabbath they would have just gone on with their lives thinking about themselves, their families, their lives. God told them to remember the Sabbath so that they would take time to remember Him and just enjoy Him and His company.
When I choose to remember the Sabbath and dwell in that resting place, I am communing with God with intentionality. I say to God, “God, let’s hangout.” And He is always so happy to oblige me.
Jesus gave us His Spirit so that we could actively, intentionally, and purely embrace the fullness of God in all His wonder and majesty. He made us His dwelling place. No need for tabernacles anymore. No need for pillars of smoke and fire to guide us. We became one, as Jesus and the Father are one.
So, will I be resting in Jesus while we are on vacation? With intentionality, I will.
So teach us to number our days
that we may get a heart of wisdom.
Only with practice can we rest in Jesus. Wisdom comes from resting in Jesus. Hope and peace come in resting in Jesus. Life abundant comes from resting in Jesus.
We number our days so that we never take Him or all He has given us for granted. Whether in work or in rest, He is with us. He has made us and He has sheltered us. He is our resting place and our strength.
Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us,
and for as many years as we have seen evil.
16 Let your work be shown to your servants,
and your glorious power to their children.
17 Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us,
and establish the work of our hands upon us;
yes, establish the work of our hands!
In rest and in play. In trial and in work. God is there. He is with us. He will sustain us. If only we will let Him, He will establish the work of our hands, and we will find rest and endurance in this life He has given us.
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
In that hand I can sleep, I can play, I can work, I can commune with the Almighty God. He made the world. He made me. He knows me. And instead of destroying me, He has established me. He has guarded me, protected me, and rocked me gently to sleep.
I will rest in Him because He has been our dwelling place in all generations.