4 “Dear friends, don’t be afraid of those who want to kill your body; they cannot do any more to you after that. 5 But I’ll tell you whom to fear. Fear God, who has the power to kill you and then throw you into hell. Yes, he’s the one to fear.
Luke 12:4-5
Dear God, I am always puzzled when Christians complain about persecution–especially American Christians who truly have no idea what real persecution is. Jesus never once says we will be saved from persecution. In fact, all of his closest disciples except Judas (suicide) and John were martyred for their faith, and even John was persecuted and exiled. I think I’ve read that even Matthias, Peter’s replacement for Judas, was eventually martyred. So why do we think we should be any different?
The question is, how should I meet this persecution? I think it’s with love. Always with love. And that has been hard for me at times. Not that I’ve been persecuted for my faith. I haven’t. I live in an area that culturally rewards faith. But when I’ve been wronged or attacked for a controversial position I hold or from conflicts I’ve had with others based on my own principles versus their principles, I haven’t always responded with love. I’ve been judgmental, not curious. I’ve been disparaging of them. I’m sorry. Give me awareness when I’m doing this and fill me with compassion for them.
But back to Christian persecution, in my area I can’t help but wonder if it isn’t Christians who are doing their own share of persecuting others. Canceling people. Protesting. Shaming. I even go back to the opening ceremony of the Olympics and the representation of the Feast of Dionysus and/or The Last Supper they displayed. If it was, indeed, The Last Summer, what would the world have thought if the church had said, “While it possibly might have been intended to offend or mock, it is just another reminder to us of our Lord’s last meal with his disciples, how he prayed for all of us to be one as he and the Father are one, and then gave everything for us the next day. I hope that anyone involved with that knows how much God loves them and did everything for them.”
Father, I’m going to go back to Paul’s words in Acts 20:24: “However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me–the task of testifying to the gospel of God’s grace.” That’s it and that’s all. My life is worth nothing to me. Help me to finish this race well regardless of the consequences for myself.
I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,
Amen
Matthew 7:13-14
13 “You can enter God’s Kingdom only through the narrow gate. The highway to hell is broad, and its gate is wide for the many who choose that way. 14 But the gateway to life is very narrow and the road is difficult, and only a few ever find it.
Matthew 7:13-14
Dear God, I wanted to see what the commentary I normally use (The Communicator’s Commentary) had to say about this passage. For Matthew, the author, Myron Augsburger, made this statement that I liked: “Conversion to Christ is a change of direction from our way to His way, but following conversion or change of direction we still need to decide at which level we will live our lives [emphasis mine]. We will live either at a level of magnanimity or at a level of mediocrity.”
How many of us settle for mediocrity? How often do I settle for mediocrity? Over the years, how many times have I settled? I suppose the good news is that, for some reason, I always get pulled back to the narrow path. Maybe it’s conscience. Maybe it’s guilt. Maybe it’s hunger for you. Even now, as I sit here at 4:21 in the afternoon writing this prayer to you, I have chosen a pretty mediocre path for the most of this day. I’m quarantining since my wife has COVID, caring for her and being available to her, but I haven’t taken any person time with you until now. Any dedicated contemplative time until now. I’ve watched some Olympics. I’ve read some in the book I’m reading. I took the dog for a long walk. But other than that I haven’t done much.
Not that every day has to be everything. And I suppose I cannot always be operating at 100% effectiveness. There is a call for Sabbath, after all. But I could have been here earlier with you today. I could have worshipped you more.
Father, maybe I’m sad about some situations in my life. I know of some people who are experiencing strife with others. That breaks my heart. Please let there be peace there and let the pain they are experiencing count. Whether it’s marriages, friendships, or family relationships, please bring peace and growth through the pain. For those who are sick, including my wife, please bring healing. I’m also thinking of a couple of friends who are experiencing illness. One who is at the end of his long life as well. Bring the healing you have for all of them. Oh, Lord, bring your healing in me as well. Heal my soul. Forgive me of my sin. Heal my heart and the scars that have formed. Comfort me. Guide me. And help me to stay on this narrow path.
I offer this to you in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,
Amen
Posted by John D. Willome on August 4, 2024 in Matthew, Sermon on the Mount
Tags: Myron Augsburger, Sermon on the Mount, The Communicator's Commentary