Sometimes, I fear that a similar message is being preached
in our American churches today.
Don’t we have our very own “false message of lethargy”?
Since the time I was small, I have heard many sermons
on God’s love and His grace… all true, all beautiful. I’ve learned about God’s capacity for forgiveness. In fact, when I was
young and I had just learned about the atrocities of Hitler and the Nazi party,
I asked my mom if God could have forgiven Adolph Hitler for his horrific sins. Wise woman that she is, she answered,
“If Hitler understood his sin and was truly sorry for it, then... yes.” Wow. If God could forgive Hitler, then He could forgive anyone! But, there is a smallish obligation on our part. There is something we need to do. We need to repent. We need to turn from our sin and follow Jesus.
But what if we don’t recognize our sin? What if we don’t
name it? What if we excuse it, justify it or blame it on someone else? What if we live in a time, a place and a
culture where we’re all okay and we are the way we are for any number of reasons, what
then? Frankly, then grace is less amazing. For if we are all just fine, or at least not as bad as our neighbor, then from what, pray tell, do we need be
saved?
It’s not all about grace. (gasp) Ask John Newton, ask the apostle Paul. Newton is quoted as saying, “My
memory is nearly gone, but I remember two things: that I am a great sinner, and
that Christ is a great Savior.” Paul said this, “Here is a trustworthy saying
that deserves full acceptance: Christ Jesus came into the world to save
sinners—of whom I am the worst.” Grace makes no sense at all out of the context of our sin…
and sin seems to have been taken out of the conversation. Or if we talk about it… is it only a part of our rote church-speak? Do we really feel the pain of it? Do
we want to be honest about it and confess it to others? If sin isn't hurting us, then why should we care about grace saving us?
I write this because I need to learn this.
For the love of God, someone tell me how bad I am. When I begin to understand how sinful I am, then maybe I will finally understand the depth of His love
for me. I want to know what it
cost Him to sacrifice His own son for my sinful self. I want to finally understand the
goodness of the “good news.” And then, I want to live my days “working out my
faith with fear and trembling” with a debt of gratitude to my redeemer... that He would save a wretch like
me.
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