I have to
confess; this election year has been toying with my emotions and pushing my
buttons like never before. Then, adding every day, the selfishness of certain
people and groups who keep turning up the fires of discontent and boiling
issues to the point of blowing the lid off of “their rights”, all the while
inflicting harm stomping all over their neighbor’s rights, has got me yelling
and screaming at the television and radio, “Why are you destroying the greatest
country in the world?” I turn the news on to see how bad the day was across the
country and around the world, and my wife leaves the room for an hour. I
question myself, “Am I not suppose to care? Should I just tune it all out and
be totally uninformed?” A good citizen I would not be. But neither am I a good
citizen of the Kingdom
of Heaven with
out-of-control emotions. I’ve got to work harder on that.
[2 Corinthians
3:18; Galatians 2:20; Ephesians 4:17-24; Colossians 3:1-17; 1John 2:3-6] The
following is from Bulletin Digest written by Jacob Evans – ‘It’s Friday evening
a little after sundown when he walks through the front door after a long day at
work and announces his arrival, “Hi honey, I’m home.” “What took you so long?
Supper’s been ready for an hour,” his wife says rather loudly from the kitchen.
He walks in the kitchen and explains, “Oh, things were pretty crazy downtown
today. We just about had a riot. I’m surprised you hadn’t heard about it
already.” The subject quickly changes as she looks up and notices his
clothing. “Where did you get that coat? It’s not the one you were
wearing when you left home this morning. I know it’s not yours.” “Well, it is
now,” he said. “What do you mean, ‘it is now’?” “Oh, I won it today at work.” “Don’t
tell me you’ve been gambling again.” “It’s not what you think. We ended up
having three executions instead of two. The third guy took the place of that
robber fellow Barabbas. He only had one coat, and since we couldn’t tear it up,
we had to cast lots for it. It just must have been my lucky day, I guess.”
Have you ever wondered about the Roman soldier who walked away from the cross
that Friday night wearing Christ’s coat? If only he had realized whose coat he
was wearing! Maybe then he’d have the mind to try to live up to his clothing. I
wonder if he ever changed his lifestyle after he changed his coat. When you
really stop and think about it, you and I aren’t a lot different from this man.
When we became Christians, we did more than simply witness the death of Christ
like the Roman soldier did; we reenacted and united with Jesus’ death, burial,
and resurrection when we were baptized (Romans 6:3-4). On that day, we walked
away from the foot of the cross not merely with Christ’s clothes, like that
Roman soldier did; we left the water clothed with Christ himself. That’s
exactly what Paul says in Galatians 3:27, “for all of you who were baptized
into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ.” Being a Christian involves a
lot more than blocking off a couple of hours a week, putting on a skirt or
slacks, and coming to church. Being a disciple of Christ involves a total
transformation that should gradually permeate every area of a person’s life. When
we became Christians, we clothed ourselves with Christ, and we are called to
live up to our clothing on a daily basis. Does your character and conduct match
your clothing? Are you living up to your clothing?’ When the Spirit reminds me
of who’s I am, sometimes it’s like a slap up side the head, “Wake up boy!”
Although my heart aches over the complex uncertainties of life and weep over
the world’s condition, I pray for more understanding.