Are You In Christ?

Text: Romans 8: 1-17, 37-39 (NIV)

So... what does it mean to be in Christ? I mean, the Apostle Paul says there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ... and that sounds pretty attractive doesn't it? I don't want to be condemned, do you? No, of course not! But what does it look like to be "in Christ"? Does it mean that somewhere along the line you heard the preacher say Jesus died for your sins, and you have to accept him into your heart to be saved - so you came to the altar and invited him in? Is that it?

But what about an hour later... or a day later, or a week later... or certainly a month later? What happens after the emotional fervor wears off, and you're back to being the jerk you were when you walked into the sanctuary in the first place? What about when you act rudely to the people you (supposedly) love the most? What about when you fly into a rage in traffic when someone has the audacity to commit automotive injustice? What about when you give into temptation?

Are you still "in Christ" at that point? Or has the glory faded? Has the newness worn off? Has reality set in that - you may be saved - but you're still the same old sinner you've always been? 

If, through Jesus the law of the Spirit has indeed set us free from the law of sin and death (v. 2)... then why in blazes do I still so often feel imprisoned in this dark cell made of flesh and bone? 

⁹ You, however, are not in the realm of the flesh but are in the realm of the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God lives in you. 

Really, Paul? So why do I feel so close to God... so utterly saved at times (so full of God), and yet so completely lost at other times (so devoid of God)? Which is it... does the Spirit of God indeed live in me... or am I on my own in the realm of the flesh?

I guess I'm saying this: I feel as though I have dual citizenship - full access  and privilege in both worlds... that of the flesh and that of the Spirit. But why? How?

I want to live. I want to see. I want to be free. I want to experience ongoing peace. I want to know I'm an adopted child of God who can call out to my Daddy, "Abba!"

Who am I, Lord? Am I a son of Hell, bound for the fire...? Or am I a son of the Almighty, a co-heir with Christ... sharing in his sufferings and in his glory?

You know, when it comes down to it, God knows our hearts. Hes a perfect judge, not bound by systems or principles, or even written codes... the only code he follows is that of divine love, bourne out of His holiness. He knows our secrets, he knows our lies, he knows our regrets, he knows our motivations... he knows every sin we've ever committed. And yet He says over and over again that He loves us... not just like I love movie theater popcorn... no, I mean he loves us more than we could ever, ever begin to imagine! And that he forgives us when we seek it. All it seems to take is a genuine movement toward him as he reaches up for us. And in the midst of that kind of all-encompassing love, I believe God knows how to filter out all the evil deeds of the flesh verses all the righteousness and humility that pours out of a heart that's been captured by Christ.

I may be screwed up a bit... but I'm a disciple of the best rabbi who ever lived... the greatest prophet who ever spoke... the most powerful healer who ever prayed... the most awesome human being who ever got dust on his feet... because he also know what it felt like to have blood run down his face. I'm not just a disciple of Jesus... I'm thoroughly, completely in Christ. In spite of the warts, wrinkles mistakes and stretch marks... God sees me as spotless and blameless sheep thanks to the power of the Cross.

I don't need to worry... and I don't need to feel ashamed. I am part of a family that is called more than conquerors...

³⁸ For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, ³⁹ neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Amen, Brother Paul. Amen! So, in response to all that, let us live according to the spirit who raises us from death to life.
 

Imagine No Religion

Text for this Sunday's sermon/conversation: Acts 3:1-4:22

I think religion sucks... at least dead religion. But man, it's pandemic around here. Can you imagine no dead religion in God's Church?


God is the living, breathing Creator of life... He is spirit, and - by extension - we too are spiritual beings. Humans are made in God's image... and the primary thing that sets us apart from all the other animals that dwell on this earth is our ability to create beautiful things. Oh, we can teach chimps to use sign language. Whoopty-doo. Can we teach them to engineer a bridge...? or compose a musical score...? or draft a speech like Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream"...? or paint something hauntingly beautiful like the Mona Lisa? Nope. Mind you, most of us can't do those things either, but all people possess a creative quality that transcends all other species... period. Humanity is special... unique... specially gifted with the ability to imagine and forecast, and ponder, and dream, and visualize something that goes beyond our ability to see with physical eyes.


But when it comes to faith in Jesus Christ... we so easily get stuck in a rut of religiousity. Rather than beauty and passion, our relationship with the One who loves us is often marked by laziness and mediocrity. Rather than living out the life of Christ with zest and gusto... most of us are merely trying to survive the perils of this world. Rather than being in a constant state of awe that sets our hearts on fire... many so-called Christians treat the gospel like its a burden to carry, or a secret to hide. So many of us find ourselves going through the motions with no real sense of trust that God wants to use His Church to turn the world upside down.


Why? Why are we so determined to keep God at arm's length? Why are we so utterly good at holding our Creator in contempt? Why do we continue to wear masks of hypocrisy, even while knowing it breaks the heart of God? He wants all to come to Him... but not halfway... half-baked... half-hearted... half assed. He wants to reconcile this world to Himself... through us - His ambassadors. But how is that supposed to happen if we don't really believe He's capable?


Peter and John believed Jesus is capable. In fact, they were so convinced He can heal the sick, they touched a beggar who couldn't walk... and God instantly gave him the strength to get up and leap for joy! Funny... but the Bible doesn't say it was his faith that did it. Nope... it was Peter and John's faith that God is powerfully at work through those who believe in Him that healed the guy. Do we have that same belief about God? In the midst of a spiritually crippled world... do we really believe that God can radically change lives for the better? For that matter... do we even believe He can change our lives for the better?


Peter and John not only believed it enough to act by faith... they also told the world about Jesus Christ... regardless of what it might cost them personally. Standing there on the street corner... infused with confidence after watching God perform a miracle in their midst... Peter stood up and boldly announced to anyone who would listen that Jesus is Lord. The same man who denied he knew Christ at one time was now truly willing to live (and die) for His Savior. Peter and John knew it was going to cost them, but they actually dared to believe that God would remain with them... and reveal His glory... regardless of the circumstances they found themselves in. Are we willing to share our faith so boldly... even in the face of persecution?


And when they stood before the Jewish council to answer for their "crimes," Peter and John made no apology for their passionate exaltations... in fact, they completely rejected the threats of punishment as nothing more than a bunch of hot air by mere men. They simply didn't care what the council of rulers and elders and teachers thought, or threatened to do. Their lives had been radically transformed by the One who died and was raised again as Lord and Master... so Peter and John weren't going to let some puffed-up religious bullies try to stifle them from shouting God's glory from the rooftops! Peter and John weren't religious, per se. Nope... God revealed Himself to those two men so clearly... so powerfully... so authentically... that they had something far more than a system of religion... they oozed with eternal life born out by God's Holy Spirit! So how about us? Do we ooze with eternal life too? If not... then why the heck not?


That's what I want for me... for my family... for my church... for my denomination... and for my Christian brothers and sisters in this cold, dark world - that we would stop playing religious games, and get serious about being true disciples of Jesus Christ. He doesn't want our dead religion, people... He wants our heart and soul and mind and strength... He wants ALL of us to be always engaged with His Word, His Spirit, His will, and His love. He wants us - His children - to be the creative, passionate, audacious, fearless, kick-ass disciples of Christ we were intended to be... we were re-born to be! Are you ready to change the world yet? Are you ready to stop playing religious games and start healing the spiritually (and physically) sick in Jesus' name? Then c'mon... let's get off our spiritual butts and live as if we believe it!

The Magic Number

Text for this Sunday's sermon/conversation (NLT): John 21


No, the magic number is not eight... that's the Magic Eight Ball you're thinking of - the world's most profound prognosticator of future truth... or not!


Nope... the magic number is three. Remember a few chapters back in John's gospel story, when Peter made a bold prediction about his unwavering commitment to Jesus? (Peter should have checked the Magic Eight Ball - "Not Likely"). Anyway, in 13:7, our friend Peter proclaimed:

“But why can’t I come now, Lord?” he asked. “I’m ready to die for you.”

Hmmm... nice thought, but late that same evening (or early morning) he did exactly what Jesus told him he would do... he denied he had even ever heard of "that man" when the going got tough. How many times did he deny him you ask...? Three. Make a mental note of that. It's important to recognize how thoroughly and completely Peter failed his best friend, mentor, and Lord.

After the trauma and consequential euphoria of the crucifixion and the resurrection of Jesus the Messiah (who, by the way... after three days in the grave... is RISEN!), Peter and the other disciples - likely in a highly confused stupor - went back to their old lives, trying to figure out what it all meant. Then, one morning the resurrected Jesus showed up at Lake Galilee to reveal himself to the disciples for the third time. Then Jesus turned to our foot-in-the-mouth spokesperson, Peter, and committed one of the most beautiful, grace-filled acts in all of Scripture. Jesus re-commissioned Peter over a fire (of 153 fish). If you were to take a wild guess, how many times do you suppose Jesus asked Peter if he loved him? Ding ding... you are a winner! Yep, three times Jesus gently, yet not-so-subtly rubbed Peter's failure in his face... while simultaneously loving him, forgiving him, and preparing him to be the Apostle of God he was always meant to be.

"Do you love me?" Those are some haunting words in light of our failures, huh? But I don't think Jesus was just making conversation or being rhetorical. Each time he asked the question, it cut into Peter's soul a little deeper... and yet, each time he also commissioned Peter to "Feed his lambs" it breathed new life into his holy calling as shepherd of God's sheep.

C'mon, would God really send out (and entrust His mission) to a guy like Peter who sold him out? Would he really build his church on the "rock" (petra) of this guy's character? Would Jesus really forgive his friend who so miserably failed to follow through on his words? Would he really empower and entrust the guy who pretended he didn't even know him while Roman soldiers tortured him?

Ya... according to this story, he would. Aren't you glad? I don't know about you... but I am sooooo like Peter. I say the dumbest things without thinking. I make promises I don't always keep. I shrink in fear when faced with danger or embarrassment. Speaking of three... I know of at least three people who don't deserve the calling they have received to serve Him and feed His lambs:

Me...

myself...

and I.

And yet, He patiently waits for me to turn to him and trust him with my whole life (not just part of it). He earnestly seeks to pour out his holiness in, over, around, and through me. And though it must frustrate him (as a two year old frustrates his mom) God never seems to grow tired of my oh-so-human ability to tune him out... turn him off... and otherwise deny his lordship.

He just keeps oozing with love... the well of his grace never seems to run dry.

Almost makes me want to take my role as Christian disciple seriously.  :-)