Devotional: Anarchy vs. Truth

Stand, therefore,

with truth like a belt around your waist,
righteousness like armor on your chest,
(Ephesians 6:14 HCSB)

13729008_1046575695425146_2315430992780966255_n

Scout troop visiting our local police station to bring cookies and to pray.

One of my favorite settings is the Medieval era. The idea of knights and damsels in distress; men willing to risk their lives to save and protect a lady. There has always been those in society who risk their lives to save and protect. Today’s knights are our policemen and women and our firemen. Let’s not forget our military, too.

Our everyday life could be very different without these men and women. I picture a society of pure anarchy. Where no one is safe, especial women and children.

If we go back further in time to the Era when Rome was the ruling nation, we can look at the Roman soldier. That is the basis of Paul’s description of the armor of God. He used it because the people of Ephesus readily understood. A belt around a soldier’s waist did several things, it protected you from the waist down, held your double edge sword, and dagger.

Why call it the belt of truth? Consider what the truth is from Paul’s point of view.

  • God is real.
  • God loves everyone.
  • Jesus is God’s son.
  • Jesus died for everyone’s sin.
  • We all sin and do wrong.
  • Jesus has the power to wipe our sin away.
  • All we have to do is ask.

When we accept these truths, they become our protection. They wrap around us.

Paul knew these things to be true. He had a very real encounter with Jesus on the road to Damascus. I believe with all my heart that if anyone truthfully wants to know if God is real, all they have to do is ask with a believing heart for God to reveal Himself.

The world wants us to believe God isn’t real. Or, they question whether God really said something or really meant something. But, if we read our Bible, asking God to show us the truth, I believe he will.

Lord, thank you for your Son, Jesus. Thank you for his willingness to die for me. I praise you because you protect me from evil when I call on you and trust you.

He is alive! Forever!

“Don’t be alarmed,” he told them. “You are looking for Jesus the Nazarene, who was crucified. He has been resurrected! He is not here! See the place where they put Him. (Mark 16:6 HCSB)

Watch this video of Kari Jobe as she sings her song “Forever.” Listen to the words and picture in your mind what they depict.

Hallelujah! The Lamb has overcome. There is nothing more I can say. I am too overcome by emotions. Praise Him forever!

Devotional: Road to the Cross-Part Six

For while we were still helpless, at the appointed moment, Christ died for the ungodly. For rarely will someone die for a just person — though for a good person perhaps someone might even dare to die. (Romans 5:6-7 HCSB)

wooden-cross-1218103

FreeImages.com/Slavomir Ulicny

Becoming a mother means sacrificing a lot. It means giving up that youthful figure to stretch marks. It means not getting eight hours of uninterrupted sleep because your child is sick in the middle of the night. And, it means hours driving to and from the practices, games, band practices and band concerts. You give up the last bottle of water because your child just finished playing their second game in the tournament.

Sacrifice is a term that’s easy for us to understand. It means being willing to give up something to someone or something else. Usually, we make sacrifices because we care or because something is important to us.

Jesus understood sacrifice probably more than anyone. Before He was arrested, before Peter denied knowing Him three times, and before Pilate interrogated him, He prayed that God would not make Him experience His Father’s judgment. You see, Jesus knew that he would suffer. He knew He would be flogged with a whip. He knew He would be mocked and ridiculed. He knew His clothes would be divided up among the soldiers.

He knew that the sins (every wrong act) of every person ever born and of every person yet to be born would be placed on him. He understood that that alone would build a wall between Him and God. He had never experienced a separation like that because he had never done anything wrong. He was completely and totally perfect. Yet, even knowing all the suffering He knew He was going to go through He was still willing to do God’s will.

And, He was the perfect sacrifice. He didn’t have to die twice. He didn’t have to die for His own wrong doings and then die for our wrong doings. Going through that experience was bad enough the first time. No one would want to do it a second time.

So why even go through with it? Because He not only cares for us, He loves us. Just like we love our children because they are ours and because they have our DNA. God loves us because He created us.

Here is something else He knew and understood, He wasn’t going to stay dead. Maybe that alone was enough to give him the strength to withstand all the punishment he endured. Maybe each slap across the face, every painful slash across his back with a whip, every slow step He took while carrying a heavy wooden cross reminded himself that his sacrifice was not in vain, that God would bring him back like Jesus brought Lazarus back to life.

Lord, I’m sorry that Jesus suffered and died for my wrong doings. I praise you because it wasn’t in vain. I belong to you. I am your child. Thank you.