There are two ways to hide from God’s love – rebellion and religion.
Rebellion, illustrated in the prodigal son, defies God’s love and seeks
to cover up guilt and shame through the indulgence of sensual desires.
Religion, on the other hand, is far more subtle. It seeks its cover-up
through good works and obligation. However, like the prodigal’s older
brother, it still denies the Father’s place in our lives and leads us no
closer to knowing him for who he really is.
Simply, religion
is keeping score – striving for acceptance through our own performance
whether it be in our good works or in ritualistic activities. Those
things put the focus squarely on us and what we can do to be accepted by
God, thereby dooming us to failure.
Most of Paul’s letters
were written because even the earliest believers found themselves
trading relationship for religion. Instead of learning to live in the
security of his love, they would go back to traditions, creeds,
disciplines, and laws as an attempt to earn it themselves. He reminded
them again and again that God’s love would take them further than their
own efforts and achievements ever would…
What would you do today if you knew God absolutely loved you?
-----
Wayne Jacobsen
Showing posts with label religion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label religion. Show all posts
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Hiding from God's Love?
Friday, February 28, 2014
Freedom?
It ought to be that simple. If Jesus said we’re free, we ought to
accept his declaration at face value and run with it. It ought to help
us define ourselves. But it doesn’t. Christians will do almost
anything to get away from the simple meaning of the word and the
wonderful experience of freedom.
Something about freedom scares us to death. We continue in our bondage – and that is a major tragedy. It is a tragedy because Christ went to so much trouble to set us free. It is a tragedy because there is so much more to being a Christian than obeying rules, doing religious things, and being “nice.” And it is a tragedy because our heritage is freedom…and we’ve sold it for a mess of pottage.
- Steve Brown, A Scandalous Freedom: The Radical Nature of the Gospel, copyright 2004, Howard Books, page 7
Something about freedom scares us to death. We continue in our bondage – and that is a major tragedy. It is a tragedy because Christ went to so much trouble to set us free. It is a tragedy because there is so much more to being a Christian than obeying rules, doing religious things, and being “nice.” And it is a tragedy because our heritage is freedom…and we’ve sold it for a mess of pottage.
- Steve Brown, A Scandalous Freedom: The Radical Nature of the Gospel, copyright 2004, Howard Books, page 7
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Bottles of Religion Pills
I think good preachers should be like bad kids. They ought to be naughty
enough to tiptoe up on dozing congregations, steal their bottles of
religion pills…and flush them all down the drain. The church, by and
large, has drugged itself into thinking that proper human behavior is
the key to its relationship with God. What preachers need to do is force
it to go cold turkey with nothing but the word of the cross-and then be
brave enough to stick around while [the congregation] goes through the
inevitable withdrawal symptoms. But preachers can’t be that naughty or
brave unless they’re free from their own need for the dope of
acceptance. And they wont be free of their need until they can trust the
God who has already accepted them, in advance and dead as door-nails,
in Jesus. Ergo, the absolute indispensability of trust in
Jesus’ passion. Unless the faith of preachers is in that alone-and not
in any other person, ecclesiastical institution, theological system,
moral prescription, or master recipe for human loveliness-they will be
of very little use in the pulpit.
- Robert Capon
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
The End of Religion
What role have I left for religion? None. And I have left
none because the Gospel of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ leaves
none. Christianity is not a religion; it is the announcement of the end
of religion.
Religion consists of all the things (believing, behaving, worshiping, sacrificing) the human race has ever thought it had to do to get right with God. About those things, Christianity has only two comments to make. The first is that none of them ever had the least chance of doing the trick: the blood of bulls and goats can never take away sins (see the Epistle to the Hebrews) and no effort of ours to keep the law of God can ever finally succeed (see the Epistle to the Romans). The second is that everything religion tried (and failed) to do has been perfectly done, once and for all, by Jesus in his death and resurrection. For Christians, therefore, the entire religion shop has been closed, boarded up, and forgotten. The church is not in the religion business. It never has been and it never will be, in spite of all the ecclesiastical turkeys through two thousand years who have acted as if religion was their stock in trade.
The church, instead, is in the Gospel-proclaiming business. It is not here to bring the world the bad news that God will think kindly about us only after we have gone through certain creedal, liturgical and ethical wickets; it is here to bring the world the Good News that “while we were yet sinners, Christ died for the ungodly.” It is here, in short, for no religious purpose at all, only to announce the Gospel of free grace.
Religion consists of all the things (believing, behaving, worshiping, sacrificing) the human race has ever thought it had to do to get right with God. About those things, Christianity has only two comments to make. The first is that none of them ever had the least chance of doing the trick: the blood of bulls and goats can never take away sins (see the Epistle to the Hebrews) and no effort of ours to keep the law of God can ever finally succeed (see the Epistle to the Romans). The second is that everything religion tried (and failed) to do has been perfectly done, once and for all, by Jesus in his death and resurrection. For Christians, therefore, the entire religion shop has been closed, boarded up, and forgotten. The church is not in the religion business. It never has been and it never will be, in spite of all the ecclesiastical turkeys through two thousand years who have acted as if religion was their stock in trade.
The church, instead, is in the Gospel-proclaiming business. It is not here to bring the world the bad news that God will think kindly about us only after we have gone through certain creedal, liturgical and ethical wickets; it is here to bring the world the Good News that “while we were yet sinners, Christ died for the ungodly.” It is here, in short, for no religious purpose at all, only to announce the Gospel of free grace.
---- Robert Capon in Kingdom, Grace, Judgment: Paradox, Outrage, and Vindication in the Parables of Jesus
Monday, January 16, 2012
Only Two Religions
Decades ago, when Dr. Harry Ironside finished preaching the gospel to a university audience in California, he was approached by a student who asked:
Dr. Ironside, there are literally thousands of religions, how do we know which is true?Ironside replied:
Well, before we can get into the question of which one is true, we need to clarify something. There are not thousands of religions. There are not even hundreds of religions. There are only two: one which tells you that salvation comes as a reward for what you have done, and one which tells you that salvation comes by what somebody else does for you. That’s Christianity. All the rest fit under the other. And if you think you can get your salvation by your own efforts, then Christianity has nothing to say to you. But if you know you need to be saved, then you are a candidate.
Friday, June 24, 2011
JUDAS, THE MAN WHO NEVER KNEW
By Max Lucado
I’ve wondered at times what kind of man this Judas was. What he looked like, how he acted, who his friends were.
I guess I’ve stereotyped him. I’ve always pictured him as a wiry, beady-eyed, sly, wormy fellow, pointed beard and all. I’ve pictured him as estranged from the other apostles.
Friendless. Distant. Undoubtedly he was a traitor and a quisling. Probably the result of a broken home. A juvenile delinquent in his youth.
Yet I wonder if that is so true. We have no evidence (save Judas’s silence) that would suggest that he was isolated. At the Last Supper, when Jesus said that his betrayer sat at the table, we don’t find the apostles immediately turning to Judas as the logical traitor.
No, I think we’ve got Judas pegged wrong. Perhaps he was just the opposite. Instead of sly and wiry, maybe he was robust and jovial. Rather than quiet and introverted, he could have been outgoing and well-meaning. I don’t know.
But for all the things we don’t know about Judas, there is one thing we know for sure: He had no relationship with the Master. He had seen Jesus, but he did not know him. He had heard Jesus, but he did not understand him. He had a religion but no relationship.
As Satan worked his way around the table in the upper room, he needed a special kind of man to betray our Lord. He needed a man who had seen Jesus but who did not know him. He needed a man who knew the actions of Jesus but had missed out on the mission of Jesus. Judas was this man. He knew the empire but had never known the Man.
Judas bore the cloak of religion, but he never knew the heart of Christ.
We learn this timeless lesson from the betrayer. Satan’s best tools of destruction are not from outside the church; they are within the church. A church will never die from the immorality in Hollywood or the corruption in Washington. But it will die from corrosion within—from those who bear the name of Jesus but have never met him and from those who have religion but no relationship.
Judas bore the cloak of religion, but he never knew the heart of Christ. Let’s make it our goal to know … deeply.
______________________________
From Shaped by God (original title: On the Anvil)
Copyright (Tyndale House, 1985, 2002) Max Lucado
I’ve wondered at times what kind of man this Judas was. What he looked like, how he acted, who his friends were.
I guess I’ve stereotyped him. I’ve always pictured him as a wiry, beady-eyed, sly, wormy fellow, pointed beard and all. I’ve pictured him as estranged from the other apostles.
Friendless. Distant. Undoubtedly he was a traitor and a quisling. Probably the result of a broken home. A juvenile delinquent in his youth.
Yet I wonder if that is so true. We have no evidence (save Judas’s silence) that would suggest that he was isolated. At the Last Supper, when Jesus said that his betrayer sat at the table, we don’t find the apostles immediately turning to Judas as the logical traitor.
No, I think we’ve got Judas pegged wrong. Perhaps he was just the opposite. Instead of sly and wiry, maybe he was robust and jovial. Rather than quiet and introverted, he could have been outgoing and well-meaning. I don’t know.
But for all the things we don’t know about Judas, there is one thing we know for sure: He had no relationship with the Master. He had seen Jesus, but he did not know him. He had heard Jesus, but he did not understand him. He had a religion but no relationship.
As Satan worked his way around the table in the upper room, he needed a special kind of man to betray our Lord. He needed a man who had seen Jesus but who did not know him. He needed a man who knew the actions of Jesus but had missed out on the mission of Jesus. Judas was this man. He knew the empire but had never known the Man.
Judas bore the cloak of religion, but he never knew the heart of Christ.
We learn this timeless lesson from the betrayer. Satan’s best tools of destruction are not from outside the church; they are within the church. A church will never die from the immorality in Hollywood or the corruption in Washington. But it will die from corrosion within—from those who bear the name of Jesus but have never met him and from those who have religion but no relationship.
Judas bore the cloak of religion, but he never knew the heart of Christ. Let’s make it our goal to know … deeply.
______________________________
From Shaped by God (original title: On the Anvil)
Copyright (Tyndale House, 1985, 2002) Max Lucado
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