Tuesday, November 12, 2013

My Stuff Owns Me!!


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Tuesday, November 12, 2013


“You are not your own, you were bought with a price”
I Corinthians 6:19, 20  

The above verse is very interesting.   It’s main meaning is that Jesus “purchased” my rescue from sin, meaningless, rejection, failure etc, etc, etc. and He did by means of his death on the cross by which he “paid for” my sin and broke the bondage of all things enslaving me.   That’s not just huge, it’s everything.  

Although it’s a stretch to say this, there’s also a kind of a corollary.   Even though Jesus “bought” my freedom at a high price, I don’t need to let myself be “owned” by Him.   However, I reject his ownership, I am implicitly giving myself over to the ownership of something else.    It seems to me that no matter how much lip service each of us gives to being “captains of our own fate”, it’s all just lip service.   Something or someone owns each of us.  

In our case, Kathy and I don’t own a dog.  He owns us.   We are beholden to his care.  If you own a dog you are not free.   I own a house, but given what it demands of me it’s legitimate to ask whom or what owns whom?  I own a car and a swing set and yard and shrubbery and lawnmower and washer and dryer and dishwasher and . . . and  . .  . and.    And they make demands and I bow to their needs!   I am not a free man.    I’m like the man in the airport who looked so miserable that someone asked him, “what’s wrong”?   “Well”, he replied, “I had a great weekened with my family planned, but we own a house in Florida and something in it needs fixed right away.    His vacation home dictated the expenditure of his time, money, energy, and left his family out of the equation for the weekend.   

Why are so easily sold into slavery?  Why is the price for our souls so low?   Why am I such an easy sell out?    Do the things I “sell out” for deliver on their promises?  

From C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory:  

“It would seem that Our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.”

 

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