4 old cellphones, one small keyboard, assorted gadgets,2 non-functional printers, and clothing I no longer wear are just some of the things I took from my clothes closet while cleaning and organizing yesterday. We collect stuff like wool pants gather lint, don’t we? A subtle lie has been told so often we accept it as the truth without question. That lie? “You are what you own.”
We think we must have that degree and from a prestigious institution to be a worthy person. We display our certifications with a hope that it will relieve our sense of insecurity. Or perhaps it is a new suit, a body shaped by hours in the gym, or a house meeting Martha Stewart’s standard that will gain the admiration of others. Surely a better vehicle will make us more respected. So many people all around us are playing the game we forget that it is just a game.
Pope Francis is a man trusted and admired by millions who
are not Roman Catholic. Why? Whatever you might think of his theology, the man’s
simplicity and forthrightness are refreshing. When I see a pictures of him, his
clunky black shoes under the white papal robe make me smile. No red leather
ornate slippers for this humble man. He
shuns the palaces, challenges the princes of the church who spend too much, and
uses plain, unadorned language. He is
grounded in Christ.
Christian, we are secured and valued because we are in Christ! He does not love us because we are smart,
degreed, certified, or beautiful. He came to us ‘while we were still sinners,’
and died for us that we might be restored in our true identity – child of God. Jesus tells us that it is our relationship
with Him – more than anything else – that makes life worth living. Using a metaphor well understood in His time,
that of a shepherd leading a flock, He said – “he goes on ahead of them, and his sheep follow him because they know
his voice. . . . I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep. . . . whoever enters through me will be saved.
He will come in and go out, and find pasture. The thief comes only to steal and
kill and destroy; I have come that they
may have life, and have it to the full. I am the good shepherd." (John
10:4-11, NIV)
What excess baggage are you dragging around?
How much time or money are you investing in trying to create a life you think will make you feel more worthy, gain greater respect, or feel secure?
How much time or money are you investing in trying to create a life you think will make you feel more worthy, gain greater respect, or feel secure?
Advent is a time to remember the One who came to save and
Who will come again with the reward paid for by His grace. It is ours for the asking and is received by
faith. The Santa culture will try to
seduce you, because it plays on the materialism lie. Don’t play that game. Got
stuff? Use it, don’t love it! Been
blessed with more goods, a bigger brain, or great beauty? Give it back to God, with thanksgiving, and
let Him use the gift for His purposes.
"My response is
to get down on my knees before the Father, this magnificent Father who parcels
out all heaven and earth. I ask him to strengthen you by his Spirit—not a brute
strength but a glorious inner strength— that Christ will live in you as you
open the door and invite him in. And I ask him that with both feet planted
firmly on love, you’ll be able to take in with all followers of Jesus the
extravagant dimensions of Christ’s love. Reach out and experience the breadth!
Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full
in the fullness of God." (Ephesians 3:14-19, The Message)
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What Child Is This
What Child is this who
laid to rest
On Mary's lap is
sleeping?
Whom angels greet with
anthems sweet
While shepherds watch
are keeping?
This, this is Christ,
the King,
Whom shepherds guard
and angels sing!
Haste, haste to bring
Him laud,
The Babe. the Son of
Mary.
So bring Him incense
gold and myrrh,
Come, peasant, king to
own Him.
The King of kings
salvation brings,
Let loving hearts
enthrone Him!
Raise, raise the song
on high,
The Virgin sings her
lullaby.
Joy, joy, for Christ
is born,
The Babe the Son of
Mary!
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