Romans 1:15 So I am eager to come to you in Rome, too, to preach the Good News.
How often when we feel the Spirit nudging us to talk about Jesus do we inwardly groan and roll our eyes? "This isn't a good time." "I'm kind of in the middle of something." or "I'm too afraid."
But shouldn't we be excited about the gospel? Shouldn't we be sharing the Good News like there's no tomorrow? Paul is a great example in his eagerness to share his faith.
Why are we ashamed of something so incomprehensibly glorious?
We should be shouting it from the roof tops and singing it at the top of our lungs!
Jesus came to save us.
We were sinners.
We ARE sinners.
We fall short of the glory of God.
But while we were still sinners, Christ DIED for us.
Not just "kind of died" or "got a lethal injection" or "took a pill that quietly laid him to rest"
but died on the cross. On a cross.
Did you get that?
On. A. Cross.
He was beaten. Spit on. Jeered at.
It's not a quick death. It takes time.
Painful, agonizing time.
But he did that. For us.
Do we deserve it? No way. Not even close.
We should be the ones dying on the crosses, not him.
Not our glorious and perfect Jesus.
Never.
But that's not how it goes.
Jesus was the all atoning sacrifice.
The perfect lamb, slaughtered for our bloody sin.
Without his brutal death, we'd have no chance to ever bridge the gap of the chasm that stretches between us and our Holy God.
There's no way.
No matter how good you are, how many prayers you say, how many church services you sit through: You don't measure up.
Not even close.
Because we're human.
And we sin.
And God's gift to us?
Eternal life with Him in heaven.
Why? I don't think I'll ever understand.
That's right. We sin, and we still get to spend our lives, after our time on earth, in heaven worshiping God.
Wowza.
What a merciful God we serve!
So why aren't we eager to share our faith?
Why aren't we excited that all that happened just for us measly human beings?
We roll out of bed on Sunday with a groan. "I hope Pastor so and so doesn't speak too long."
Why aren't we excited to worship and be spiritually fed?
Why do we feel "obligated" to go? Why aren't we eager to get to church?
We should long for our quiet times with God daily, and look forward to those times that we get to gather as a congregation.
As you go through life ask yourself "am I eager to serve God, or am I doing it because I feel obligated?"
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