August 8, 2016

He invites his chosen people, "Come... die."

We like to eat.

We really like to eat.

We, or at least, I'll admit to it, enjoy the thought of Jesus preparing a table for us.

I like to occasionally tell him what I'd like to have at the table.

We also like money.

Of course we would not admit to loving it, because we know that to be sin.

We like our date-nights, our husbands to be faithful, very attentive, and cooperative with us.

We want a few things.

Each of us probably has a list.

On that list, do you have the item "die" listed?

Jesus calls us to death to self.

Do you know what that means?

Or do you just like to quote the verse, and encourage "others" to do it?

And do you have a list for the times that "others" have not done that?

What about you?

Scripture tells us to only, and strictly, examine our own selves, our own eye.

And THEN we can see more clearly.

What do we then see more clearly?

The sin in others, and when we see it, after we've seen our own, and died to our own, then we weep.

We weep for the sins of others.

We do not judge them.

We fervently pray for them.

Love them.

Plead for them.

Encourage them.

Tell them the gospel message.

Live a life of love towards them, and on the narrow road, where we die to ourselves, we serve them.

Come. Die to date-night.

Come. Die to a husband that, according to you, is not Mr. Right at all.

Come. Die to your appetites.

Delight yourself in the Lord and he will GIVE you the desires of your heart.

The woman who delights in the Lord never need to beg, whine, fuss, complain, cajole, manipulate, or otherwise trick someone, anyone, into doing as she would desire, for her Lord meets her every need.

It is in giving that we receive.

It is in dying that we are raised to eternal life.

It is what we sow that we reap.

Come. Die. Live.

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