“May our dependably steady and warmly personal God develop maturity in you so that you get along with each other as well as Jesus gets along with us all. Then we’ll be a choir—not our voices only, but our very lives singing in harmony in a stunning anthem to the God and Father of our Master Jesus!”Romans 15:3-6 MSG
In this last week so much has happened that has been utterly heart breaking. The fact that people have lost their lives is hard. We are seeing senseless acts of killing. People traveling to kill others. Lives ending too soon. A child dying because of a freak accident. It’s a hard time.
Sadly the hardest part of this time is the lack of empathy for each other. This week has proven that we have become a culture of judgement and judgement is breeding hate.
May our dependably steady and warmly personal God develop maturity in you so that you get along with each other as well as Jesus gets along with us all.
I was recently listening to a series by Jennie Allen called chase. She was talking about how we all have sinned. And it’s not ever about how bad the sin is but it’s always about the worth and value of the one we’ve offended.
If you lie to your mom you might get in trouble but the consequences for lying to your mom verses lying to the court are completely different because the court holds a higher authority. The same is with God. When we lie or choose to say rude and mean things we are offending the Creator of this world. When we choose to look at pornography, sleep around, _______ (fill in the blank with the sins that you don’t want to talk about) we are offending the same creator.
Maturity is marked by how well we love and get along with all people. To believe that Jesus didn’t love people that were not clean in the eyes of the religious people is to not believe the true Jesus. Look at the woman at the well, the countless people that He cast demons out of, the woman caught in the act of adultry. He loved them. He knew the timing that they needed truth. He knew when to call them up. But first He loved.
He’s done the same for you. He chose to create you knowing that you’d mess up. But too often we label sins higher or uglier than each other. The truth is there is no level of sin. Sin is sin. It’s all the same.
Maturity is marked by how much you love not how much you know. Maturity is marked by how much you allow God to move in your heart not how much you tell others what they need to do. Maturity is found in asking God what He wants us to say not what our flesh wants to spew.
In this time we as Christians need to take a second. Shut our mouths. And allow God to mature us. To move us with compassion.
Death is death. It hurts.
Dear Parents that lost your child,
I’m sorry. I’m sorry this world is placing judgement on you. I’m sorry you lost your baby too soon. Don’t blame yourself. You didn’t know the outcome. You’re not a bad parent.
Dear people that lost loved ones,
God is close to the broken hearted. I’m sorry people say mean things and show you a hateful God. Truth is He loves you. He loved your loved one that was taken away. His love is evident in the fact that He sent Jesus, His only Son, to die for our sins. I pray that you find the loving God that is even now with you. The one who knit you together in your mothers womb. The one who is with you always.
“If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate. If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing. If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love. Love never gives up. Love cares more for others than for self. Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have. Love doesn’t strut, Doesn’t have a swelled head, Doesn’t force itself on others, Isn’t always “me first,” Doesn’t fly off the handle, Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others, Doesn’t revel when others grovel, Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth, Puts up with anything, Trusts God always, Always looks for the best, Never looks back, But keeps going to the end.
Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day; praying in tongues will end; understanding will reach its limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled.
When I was an infant at my mother’s breast, I gurgled and cooed like any infant. When I grew up, I left those infant ways for good. We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us! But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love.”
1 Corinthians 13:1-13 MSG