Hi there,
So yes, it is a blunt message to me, that there are certain things in life that "require" sacrifice. Revelation speaks with praise about those that "love not their lives, to the death" - but this clashes with the idea that Christ died for us, doesn't it? Didn't Jesus die, so that sacrifice no longer be asked of us? And if it is asked, then what, is it a greater sacrifice? Can we depend on those that come after Christ the way we depended on Christ? I feel helpless. My ideas betray me, constantly and then I find I am complicit in defining them, and all of it comes down to the cross. There is just no way to face the cross, the way Christ did from the beginning, but to the Devil it is equally irrelevant - making it twice as hard!
I don't know what sort of help I need. I have confidence in the Word. I have spirit in the Holy Spirit - I guess what I need is to wait it out. The real confidence will outshine the confidence of this world. Will I change? Probably I will, I would like to. It is out in the great ocean of the faith that I have to learn how to swim, I must learn not to fight the rips or take my chances on the rocky outcrops of the coast. If I start to drown, I must float. If I start to turn, I must confess the Lord while there is still hope. The way in which I should go is still before me, as it has been from the outset. So much has changed, and yet the world turns as it always has.
Am I being melodramatic? I think I need to get rid of the idea, that I am doing it on my own. I have brothers and sisters with me, whom I can pray for to the end. That will make the end worth facing. Their hurts are my hurts, their pains are mine. I trust them to pray as they ought, for the end we all face, but also the sacrifice - that is where my confusion is rooted: am I struggling for a prize? If sacrifice is no different than the Lord's why my effort? Why my commitment? All these things are wrapped up in what God has set His face to, that He not prevent the sacrifice that is to come, until every man's faith is accounted for: the one that would refuse death anything, and the one that would include every man's death for it. That is where I need council - how do you handle the lawlessness of this Age? That, is where the greatest struggle of this Age is, not the stupendous price of ignoring the end, but learning to live with it, when even the closest of your friends has already gone before you.
I am headed for sorrow. Jesus' sorrow was to death. I would have thought there would be comfort by now, that a simple answer to my struggle would have a foreshadow in something, anything that would assure me that if I reach Heaven as was promised, I will not flinch at the sight of God, there. I don't want to hurt Him. I don't want to find the pleasures of Heaven are dross, compared to the life of comfort I could have lived, if I had just been a coward, in the eyes of the world. But I am not the eyes of the world and I will not back down. We have had two world wars already, being ready for the tribulation will save the world from another, perhaps many. There is no small blessing in that, that I have time, a true proof of concept difference, that people are not unfamiliar with the price that must continue to be paid, that peace be taken seriously.
Yes, I take peace seriously - how long will my brothers have to struggle that they do the same? There is the impasse: even God must join the struggle - our sacrifice saves Him nothing.
If the Holy Spirit has Word for us, in this, please share it.
So yes, it is a blunt message to me, that there are certain things in life that "require" sacrifice. Revelation speaks with praise about those that "love not their lives, to the death" - but this clashes with the idea that Christ died for us, doesn't it? Didn't Jesus die, so that sacrifice no longer be asked of us? And if it is asked, then what, is it a greater sacrifice? Can we depend on those that come after Christ the way we depended on Christ? I feel helpless. My ideas betray me, constantly and then I find I am complicit in defining them, and all of it comes down to the cross. There is just no way to face the cross, the way Christ did from the beginning, but to the Devil it is equally irrelevant - making it twice as hard!
I don't know what sort of help I need. I have confidence in the Word. I have spirit in the Holy Spirit - I guess what I need is to wait it out. The real confidence will outshine the confidence of this world. Will I change? Probably I will, I would like to. It is out in the great ocean of the faith that I have to learn how to swim, I must learn not to fight the rips or take my chances on the rocky outcrops of the coast. If I start to drown, I must float. If I start to turn, I must confess the Lord while there is still hope. The way in which I should go is still before me, as it has been from the outset. So much has changed, and yet the world turns as it always has.
Am I being melodramatic? I think I need to get rid of the idea, that I am doing it on my own. I have brothers and sisters with me, whom I can pray for to the end. That will make the end worth facing. Their hurts are my hurts, their pains are mine. I trust them to pray as they ought, for the end we all face, but also the sacrifice - that is where my confusion is rooted: am I struggling for a prize? If sacrifice is no different than the Lord's why my effort? Why my commitment? All these things are wrapped up in what God has set His face to, that He not prevent the sacrifice that is to come, until every man's faith is accounted for: the one that would refuse death anything, and the one that would include every man's death for it. That is where I need council - how do you handle the lawlessness of this Age? That, is where the greatest struggle of this Age is, not the stupendous price of ignoring the end, but learning to live with it, when even the closest of your friends has already gone before you.
I am headed for sorrow. Jesus' sorrow was to death. I would have thought there would be comfort by now, that a simple answer to my struggle would have a foreshadow in something, anything that would assure me that if I reach Heaven as was promised, I will not flinch at the sight of God, there. I don't want to hurt Him. I don't want to find the pleasures of Heaven are dross, compared to the life of comfort I could have lived, if I had just been a coward, in the eyes of the world. But I am not the eyes of the world and I will not back down. We have had two world wars already, being ready for the tribulation will save the world from another, perhaps many. There is no small blessing in that, that I have time, a true proof of concept difference, that people are not unfamiliar with the price that must continue to be paid, that peace be taken seriously.
Yes, I take peace seriously - how long will my brothers have to struggle that they do the same? There is the impasse: even God must join the struggle - our sacrifice saves Him nothing.
If the Holy Spirit has Word for us, in this, please share it.