Joshua 7-9; Luke 9: 37-62

I am really no different from the Achan, the disciples and followers of Jesus during his time on Earth.  What I mean by this is that all too often my view of God’s love is stunted and pales in comparison to the fierce, unrelenting,  infinite richness of His love.  I become satisfied with so little.  Achan traded the love and affection of God for plunder:  beautiful clothing,  silver and gold.  The disciples became distracted from  the overwhelming love of Christ by personality conflicts and struggles for status and power.  Other followers were sidetracked by family concerns and the desires for security and stability.  All of this sounds all too familiar.  I too have times when I turn away from God and stupidly tell Him that He is not enough;  I want gods that I think I can control and contain.

Thank God for the wild, untamed passion that is not willing to let me go so easily. It staggers my imagination that He loves me so much that He sent His Son to die on the cross to pay my redemption price.  He broke the chains of sin and death that held me to those puny gods that I had insisted on having (and ended up being being enslaved to).  His resurrection breathes new life into my weary body and He calls me by name to come to Him and enjoy the wonder of His love and affection. 

Sin and death do not have the last say in my life because Jesus Christ is risen.  He is risen indeed.

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3 responses to “Joshua 7-9; Luke 9: 37-62

  1. Kathy, I’m right there with you. When I take my eyes off of Jesus, I look around at all that I do not have and wonder how I will make it (comfortably, that is, for it isn’t as though I am destitute) in this life. Yet, I know that Jesus Christ, Himself, said that this kind of worry is foolishness. He clothes us more beautifully than the lilies of the field – we are clothed in righteousness; and He saves us from eternal death – a miracle of resurrection that His counted sparrows will never know. Infinite, passionate love, like you pointed out, lifts our eyes to Jesus. How wonderful, how marvelous!

  2. juliet2912

    It is so easy, in the midst of LIFE, to take my eyes off of Jesus, to forget what He has done for me, for my loved ones, for my enemies. As a finite creature it is sometimes difficult to remember that because of Him, my spirit is infinite. It is hard to remember that my treasures are being stored in heaven, when all I can think about it the things that I ‘need’ here on earth. When I think about what He did for me, for us, how can I ask or expect for more, and how could I every worry that he wouldn’t provide everything that He knows I need and sometimes even give me special gifts to remind me He knows my desires and loves me with everlasting love.

  3. Oh Juliet, you nailed so much of what is going on in my life right now. My father in law passed away late last year and now we have the task of going thru all these belongings and dividing them up amongst family members. As we sorted thru boxes and closets and tossed out trash, we were saddened by the fact that life passes so quickly and that so much of what someone thought was so necessary to possess is now a burden to those who must dispose of it. The whole experience is turning my husband and to want to follow Jesus more closely and hold less tightly to our belongings. Jesus knows how easily our hearts can be corrupted by the love of things. Greed creeps up on us unsuspecting. I really want to be free from materialism. I confess to you that this is a struggle. May God win this battle in the hearts of us Western followers.

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