Rinse, repeat

They laid palm fronds and their garments on the ground before his donkey’s hooves, shouting Hosannah, Hosannah in the highest.  He was called the lamb of God, though they never imagined the depth of sacrifice he bore.  He was kissed as Rabbi and then betrayed for pieces of metal.  His birth was foretold for thousands of years, yet they met him and treated him as commoner, criminal, rogue or charlatan.  They could find nothing wrong with him yet demanded his death for telling a truth that was documented in their histories and statutes.  All saw his likeness to God yet recognized him not for they were equally blind to the things of God.  Some profited from his passing only to find themselves damned for all eternity, separated from everything Holy, Righteous and Everlasting.

But some still feared the one they called God, subsequently revering, though never quite understanding with whom they stood.  They loved him, they lived with him, they followed, but they never truly grasped his divinity until his resurrection.  For in that last breath Christianity was born, tied to the God we serve, having lived among us so that none can label him misunderstanding.  Only then was he feared by those who should have from the beginning.  The enemy had lost the battle not through victorious pride shaped challenge but through sacrificial love.  Who could hope to understand something outside of our fleshly definition.  Even his earthly brothers, especially his earthly brothers, James and Jude instantly gathered the depth of their shame.  Jude writes himself the brother of James in that book, never thinking himself worthy of having been the earthly brother of Christ.  James gave his life so that the practical Christian might rapidly understand, grow and live a life of worth for Christ.

But who are we now, the buddies of Christ.  Buddies, brothers and friends to the one with eyes of fire, the alpha and the omega, the everlasting to everlasting, double-edged Word of God.  I love the Christ, but He is my King not my pal.  Though He knows me closer that a Brother I shall not diminish His identity nor cheat myself of the opportunity to voluntarily serve one that truly deserves my allegiance, trust and faith.  We have stopped doing the work of dutiful Christians because we have lost our fear of the master.  He is the only one who can commit by soul to Heaven or Hell.  He has given me service, called me to peculiar work of loving the unlovable and counting them worthy to be loved by God.  The warnings are to keep ourselves unspotted from the world, but why?  Because w,e are commanded to be Holy even as our God is Holy.  We are told to for sake our individual plans and pursuits, why?  Because we are to lose our lives for the sake of living for Him.  Don’t let the women around you become deceived and do not let the men around you stand there doing what is wrong when they know God’s direction to be right.  We are not meant to continue the sins of the first Adam but repeat the grace of the 2nd Adam, Christ the King, who set us free.  Fear God and accept wisdom.  In Jesus’ name.

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