Monday, August 6, 2018
"Micro-Martyrdom"
“Micro-martyrdom”
by Sandi Fischer
“Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends” John 15:13 (NIV)
We’ve read about them—martyrs who died rather than deny Christ. As faithful followers, we like to believe, if the time or opportunity came, we would be “all in”, too. Realistically, it’s doubtful we will be put to that great test. But, to follow Christ’s example, we must consider what He says, “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me” (Luke 9:23, NIV)
Could laying down our lives not mean a “once-for-all” event? Could sacrificing ourselves be an ongoing process, a kind of “micro-martyrdom”—small, everyday surrenders of putting others’ interests before ours? Could losing our lives in bits and pieces show the sacrificial love of Christ?
“Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends” John 15:13 (NIV)
We’ve read about them—martyrs who died rather than deny Christ. As faithful followers, we like to believe, if the time or opportunity came, we would be “all in”, too. Realistically, it’s doubtful we will be put to that great test. But, to follow Christ’s example, we must consider what He says, “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me” (Luke 9:23, NIV)
Could laying down our lives not mean a “once-for-all” event? Could sacrificing ourselves be an ongoing process, a kind of “micro-martyrdom”—small, everyday surrenders of putting others’ interests before ours? Could losing our lives in bits and pieces show the sacrificial love of Christ?
How is dying daily shown? By making time—to listen to others, to send an encouragement note or call a friend; to get up earlier to have devotions and pray for those we promised to pray for; to visit a shut-in; to serve at church or wherever needed.
It’s shown by: Allowing someone else to have—the remote, the last piece of our favorite pie, the window seat, the closest parking space, the pew where we usually sit, the last word.
It means: Not responding to an offense in a like manner, whether in speech or action; forgiving slights and never recalling them to the slighter; withholding our opinions when unsolicited or unnecessary; not judging people on appearances; respecting the intrinsic value of each person God created.
“Micro-martyrdom” means laying down our lives daily in Christlike love.
“Lord, help us to remember—dying to self means living for You.”
Friday, May 11, 2018
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Friday, March 30, 2018
Our Living Hope by Sandra Fischer
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead – 1 Peter 1:3 (NIV)
I am in an online support group of people who have a family member with a terminal disease. Some of the posts I read are filled with feelings ranging from anger to grief to despair. I find myself identifying with them, crying out to God at the thought of losing someone so dear.
I think about how another support group may have experienced those same feelings on the day we call “Good Friday.” What seemed to be the end of all hope occurred at a place called Calvary, by the death of Jesus, on a cross between two thieves.
Then, I read other posts from the support group—expressions filled with gratitude, faith, and hope. And I think of another day long ago when such feelings were demonstrated on that first Easter. Christ had risen victorious over death, fulfilling the promise that through Him, we can have eternal life as well! I take heart in the promise.
I ponder the fact that all of us are on the same journey toward leaving this life; death is the reality. But, for us who follow Christ, it is not the end—it’s not Friday anymore—it’s the Easter of our lives, our Resurrection Day. As we await, we hang between two thieves, regrets of the past and fears of tomorrow. We have no control over either. Today—this moment—we can choose to be thankful for what we have—the constant love and presence of God, our living hope, to help, guide and strengthen us in our journey.
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead – 1 Peter 1:3 (NIV)
I am in an online support group of people who have a family member with a terminal disease. Some of the posts I read are filled with feelings ranging from anger to grief to despair. I find myself identifying with them, crying out to God at the thought of losing someone so dear.
I think about how another support group may have experienced those same feelings on the day we call “Good Friday.” What seemed to be the end of all hope occurred at a place called Calvary, by the death of Jesus, on a cross between two thieves.
Then, I read other posts from the support group—expressions filled with gratitude, faith, and hope. And I think of another day long ago when such feelings were demonstrated on that first Easter. Christ had risen victorious over death, fulfilling the promise that through Him, we can have eternal life as well! I take heart in the promise.
I ponder the fact that all of us are on the same journey toward leaving this life; death is the reality. But, for us who follow Christ, it is not the end—it’s not Friday anymore—it’s the Easter of our lives, our Resurrection Day. As we await, we hang between two thieves, regrets of the past and fears of tomorrow. We have no control over either. Today—this moment—we can choose to be thankful for what we have—the constant love and presence of God, our living hope, to help, guide and strengthen us in our journey.
Oh,
LORD, how desperately we need to embrace the assurance You’ve given us that
death is not the end—by Your gift of grace in Christ, we have a living hope!
Saturday, March 24, 2018
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