The Rule That Is Not Governed By Condition

The golden rule has long been used as we teach young children how to treat each other.  The golden rule in my mind for long into my adulthood, held the nuance that the other person sbould treat me as they would like to be treated.  If we all treated each other that way, then, wouldn't the world be a nicer place to live in?

Far into my adulthood, I realized that that wasn't the nuance at all to this command of Jesus.  He wasn't saying it for the other person and the way I was treated.  No, He was saying it as part of His kingdom way to love each other when it's the hardest to do so. 

It is a command for each of us personally on how we treat others.  Simply that.   There are no hinges, no nuances, no conditions - simply that I am to treat others, to love as a value as I would want to be treated, loved, and valued.

God's unconditional love has no conditions and is given because He is love.  He embodies love.

So.  What happens when we are ill treated?  What about that slander that was said? How do I want to be treated when I mess up and make a mistake?

Luke 6:27-38 gives a lot of input to that. (Take a moment and read those verses.)

I don't believe Jesus is telling us to overlook abuse of any kind. But if we start with prayer I believe it will change our hearts and add in compassion. 

Also, looking at the life of Jesus and what He modeled for us in the way of relating to those who hurt and slandered Him, gives us a framework in relating with each other.  He loves without conditions. Yes, there are consequences but love, treating someone with value, is still present. 

That I believe we are to embody - unconditional love.  It is part of God's continuing saving grace and healing touch on our lives. 

Living the kingdom ways can only be done as Jesus fills our own hearts, rooting and grounding us with His love and as we allow God's grace to impact us. We will give what we have and are filled with. 

This does not hold a 1-2-3 way of doing and relating, but more of a heart posture. As we pray and stay with Jesus, He will guide us and give wisdom as we need it as we interactwith each other in this world of people broken by sin. 

Lean in to Jesus. Stay under His wings and know that His everlasting arms are underneath you. 

Morning's Glory and Hope

Morning.

Another day.  A clean slate.  Another chance.  A fresh start.

His mercies are new every morning.  Lamentations 3:23

Verses 21-25 of Lamentations are some of my favourites, for the promise and the hope and life of the words spoken breathe courage into my soul to step into a new day.  It makes another beginning in life doable.

The saying that says, "Take life one day at at time, one step at a time"; fits right into this promise of God's mercies being new every morning. That's all we have is today and all we need to do is prioritize the moments that clamor for our attention to sort out what is important to do now.  It's amazing how many urgent things can wait for another day and it all works out.

Yesterday's choices and decisions don't have to continue today.

This day.  This morning we can make this moment count and each step of a right choice leads to more steps of right choices.

I love the hope and grace of morning.  It's a moment that reminds me that I'm not locked into the defining moments that were and happened yesterday.  

Sunset. Sunrise.

Sometimes all you need to do is go to bed and sleep and wake up to the morning with refreshed energy and perspective to step into the next steps of the day.  Sometimes the rest of sleep brings the perspective we need that comes with the morning.

The two verses, 19-20, that precede the hope and promise of verses 21-23 bring a perspective that we all can connect with, affliction, wanderings, bitterness.  

Mistakes, hard things that blindside us or are on-going and we need to find a way through to live in joy.  Rejections and misunderstandings, illnesses and death creep in and redefine the shape of our lives that challenge us in ways we didn't ask for.

Morning.

The glory of the morning hour.

The glory of the morning hour is the hushed and stirring moments before the buzz of all the activity as the day begins.

I'm not a jump-out-of-bed morning person but I do love the moments when I do get up to witness the glory of the morning as the darkness recedes in the presence of light.  The sun's rays stream through the trees as I look toward the east where the sun is rising and bringing with it - light. 

It's the moments of hush and still that stills our hearts to hear the whisper of God and His new morning mercies.  It's the glory of this morning that can still the wild beating of our hearts that may hold fear of the unknown, of the task before us, of the treatment from another human being.  We still our hearts as we reach for the truth of Jesus and repeat His words over and over.  The rhythm of God's truth beats a steadying beat that we can anchor whatever we hold within and what may be staring us in the face today.

Sunset. Sunrise.  

Sunset. Sunrise. The hope of the morning's glory.

Still Giving Life

 

This week holds many thoughts as I reflect, contemplate, and dwell on the actions of this week of Jesus' life.  

After three years of interacting with people, of telling them the ways of His kingdom and who He is and where He comes from; He experiences - the hosannas and waving of palm branches, still missing the purpose of His coming and kingdom.  He hears the words spoken, "I never knew the Man."  He wrestles in the garden with the weight of His purpose.  He was greeted with a kiss from a friend that was betraying loyalty.  He felt the whip of the lashes coming down upon His back.  He heard the mocking cries of His Kingship, of who He is.  The crown of thorns pierces His head, thorns that were part of the curse of our sin, He now wears and is pierced with on the tender place of His head.

Jesus, the One who is the Way to Life.  Jesus, the One who is Truth and told us the truths of His way, is now being ridiculed, whipped, and pierced.

Rejection.

Rejection pierces deep.  Jesus, the Man on the middle cross, hangs there bearing the weight of being mocked and rejected for showing the Way back to Himself.  He dies, being the Way for us.

What is gripping my heart is in the midst of all this, He speaks life and heals for the very ones rejecting Him.  When Peter cut the high priest's servant's ear, Jesus rebuked Peter and reached out and touched the spot where the ear was no longer there and healed it.  Jesus, as the High Priest, touched and healed the one who was a servant to the high priest and coming to arrest Him.  

Healing to the one who came to hurt Him.

Jesus, with pain and compassion, greeted Judas, the one who betrayed Him with an endearment - a kiss to the soldiers coming for Him.

No retaliation - still offering life.

Jesus, on the cross, spoke of forgiveness.  "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do".  Jesus gave His life all the while continuing to give life to those around Him.

As I let this settle into my heart, I am left with the stark reality of my own responses when I am hurt, rejected when I offer myself, and when I experience heartaches.  I am too much like Peter - defending, whirling my defense mechanism.  I sense the tenderness of Jesus saying, "No, stay with Me.  I love you.  I offer life and healing."

I bow my head, confessing, and cry out to Jesus, "Help me.  It's only through You and because of You that I can live out the ways You taught us."  I pause and realize, that if Jesus who is the Way to truth and life does not defend or demand allegiance and to be understood, why should I, a human, demand that I be understood?

When we stay with the Way, we find our way.  We find our way to truth and life.  God's word is truth and is a sword.  We take the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God and 'fight'.  Ephesians 6:17

As I write, today is Good Friday, the day Jesus stretched out His arms, open and wide and gave His life so you and I can have life eternal.  Inviting, open.  

The two men who also hung with Jesus offered ridicule, but one repents, choosing Jesus and receives life eternal.

The invitation is still being offered - the invitation to receive the gift of life that Jesus offered and continues to offer.  But we must want it.  We must accept the invitation.  We must let go and see God in the midst of our broken stories.

That life is not only for us personally but as Jesus lived it, He modeled for us the way.  And yes, giving life, even in the midst of pain, betrayal, and mockery.  

Our pain does not need to end with itself.  With Jesus, there is hope and life.

Jesus accepted the weight of His cup as He surrendered to His Father.  As we surrender to Jesus and know of His love, we too, can find the strength to walk the path before us.  We can, because Jesus promises us that He not only gives us life but He is with us in this life.

The weight of the cup and the path Jesus walked became the way to the resurrection and life over death.  The weight of pain and death we experience can also become the way to life and resurrection when we choose Jesus and stay with Him.