Thursday, August
30, 2018
The followers of Jesus were chased from Jerusalem; the church was in
hiding. Persecution had scattered the
believers like water poured on a grease fire spreads it everywhere. And, James, their praying pastor, told them
to look at their displacement as an opportunity for great joy; you gotta love
his optimism!
It’s just like James to give us the answer before he poses the
question. The reason the disciples’ trials
and hardship were to be considered great joy isn’t that we are
supposed to love getting clobbered for the faith, but that suffering any kind of
humiliation grows our faithful endurance.
James was comparing their experience to what a fighter goes through in rigorous,
determined, physical training, pushing the development of his stamina to the
limit, so that when he enters the ring, his body is conditioned, strong and resilient,
ready to prevail in the fight, whatever the enemy throws at him.
To tell you the truth I have never been partial to that kind of
conditioning. In high school I decided
to try out for the football team. That
first day I never saw a football stadium, or even a football; there was only
pushups, wind sprints and something the coach called up/downs. It was a grueling 15 minutes of running in
place until coach blew the whistle, and you were supposed to drop to the dust,
landing on all fours. But it wasn’t nap
time; you had to spring to your feet and keep running to nowhere. Up – down – up – down…up/downs! It didn’t take too long before I wanted to go
home!
But, for three weeks we conditioned our bodies. Then we finally got to play a little
football. For me the emphasis there was
on the word “little”. I got clobbered
(in practice, of all things) and wound up on the operating table with a ruptured
spleen, bleeding internally. After the operation
the surgeon (bless that man) told my parents my young body’s muscle-tone was
well-developed, and that conditioning I’d received in football helped control
the bleeding, so I hadn’t needed a transfusion.
This turned out to be significant, because the nearest blood bank that
had my type was in New Jersey.
The point – those wind sprints, pushups, and…heaven help me…up/downs
contributed to the kind of endurance I would need to survive 11th
grade.
So, this is the great benefit of accepting life’s hardships and
trials with great joy – God is blessing us with a growing, faithful endurance, which
conditions followers of Jesus Christ for spiritual warfare. It may not be the kind of fun, or easy ride
you envisioned when you became a disciple, but the up/downs, and running for
the sake of endurance build a faith that cannot divide your loyalty from
Christ; and that is the whole point of what you need…not what you wanted.
For You Today
It may look like you’ve been handed a sow’s ear with what you’re
going through…but God has a way of making a silk purse out of the strangest circumstances!
So…rejoice today…greatly!
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