Have You Stopped Being?

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Romans 6:4 “Buried with Him. . .that. . .even so we also should walk in newness of life.”

–Oswald Chambers

No one enters into the experience of entire sanctification without going through a “white funeral,” i.e., the burial of the old life.  If there has never been this crisis of death, sanctification is nothing more than a vision.  There must be a “white funeral,” the death that has only one resurrection—a resurrection into the life of Jesus.  Nothing can upset this life; it is one with God, for one purpose, to be a witness to Him.

Have I come to my last days really?  I have come to them in sentiment, but have I come to them really?  You cannot go to your funeral in excitement, nor die in excitement.  Death means stopping being.  Do I agree with God that I stop being the striving earnest kind of Christian I have been?  We skirt the cemetery and all the time refuse to go to death.  It is not striving to go to death, it is dying—“baptized into His death.”

Have I had a “white funeral,” or am I sacredly playing with my soul?  Is there a place marked in my life as the last day, a place that the memory goes back to with a chastened and extraordinary grateful remembrance—yes, it was then, that I made an agreement with God.   “This is the will of God even your sanctification.”  When you realize what the will of God is, you will enter into sanctification as naturally as can be.  Are you willing to go through the “white funeral” now?

Do you agree with Him that this is your last day on earth?  That moment depends on you.

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As for me, dear friends, I truthfully confess I still have much work to do.  It is hard to let go of earth and all its trappings:  self-satisfaction, pride, boasting, covetousness, spite, greediness, and blindness of heart –such things that are visible and invisible constantly wage war against my members.   I am still journeying on my way through the cemetery, some days playfully dodging death, while other days lingering at the brink of the “grave.”

Rom. 7:24-25 “O wretched man that I am!  Who shall deliver me from the body of this death?  I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord.  So then with the mind I myself serve the law of God, but with the flesh the law of sin.”

Cataracts

 

©Jeanne E. Webster

The eyes have it–cataracts, that is. Our vision darkens as we advance in age, causing objects to appear fuzzy and distorted. There is a fix for this: surgical removal of the lens followed by a plastic artificial lens implant.

Another age-related condition can subtly affect us: spiritual cataracts. As Christians, we may become complacent about our walk with Christ. Hedge a little here, fudge a tad there, and over the years cataracts develop that can distort our spiritual vision. They give us no signs of their presence until they have become solidly entrenched in our life styles.

Signs:

1. Are possessions our ideals, instead of God? Are we obsessed with money or our talents, our health, other people?

2. Do we worship manmade images? Do we give them “life” by allowing them to influence our lives?

3. Do we cuss, swear or use God’s name casually, without reverence?

4. Do we keep the Sabbath for a day of reverence?

5. Do we really respect Mom and Dad, despite their miserable failings?

6. Have we killed anyone?! Nah. Does that include abortions? Yep.

7. Are we involved in adulterous relationships, forsaking our sacred honor?

8. Are we sticky-fingered about the possessions of others?

9. Are we the local gadflies, flitting here and there with tasty tidbits of untruths?

10. Are we exceedingly desirous of someone else’s possessions?

[Exodus 20:17 KJV]

 

The above are all signs of spiritual cataracts. What’s the remedy? A daily study of Scripture wrapped with fervent prayer will enable us to see more clearly the footsteps of our Lord, Jesus Christ.

 

~shalom