I wonder whether you can remember when you first made a conscious decision to be Jesus’ person?
I know some people
can’t remember, they have been Jesus’ person all their lives and
it would never have occurred to them to do otherwise. And some
people know that once upon a time they were not Christians, but their
journey to God was such a slow, gradual and yet purposeful one that
they can’t point to a given day when they were a Christian, yet
were not the day before.
And others have a
definite date that they can point to and say “Then. That was the
day I became a Christian.” I sort-of have that. In many ways the
second Sunday in October, the best part of fifty years ago, was the
day for me, but in fact, there was a lot of stuff that went before
it, and a great deal more that came after it. It didn’t happen in
a vacuum, although it felt a bit like that at the time.
I was just a child
then, eighteen years old and on my own in Paris. I was rather lonely
and having trouble making friends, and my grandmother suggested I
went along to the English church to see whether they had any
activities for young people. They most certainly did, and it didn’t
take long for me to hear a sermon on “Behold, I stand at the door
and knock.....”. And this was obviously the thing you did if you
wanted to be accepted by this group of people..... so..... I’m so
glad God is gracious and loved me anyway!
But the reason I’m
raking up ancient history like this is that when you had become a
Christian, as it was called, you were expected to attend the weekly
Bible Study as well as the more formal teaching sessions which took
place on a Wednesday. The Bible Studies were small discussion
groups, people roughly the same age, peer-led. The minister stayed
away, on the grounds that people needed to learn to read the
Scriptures for themselves, not just be taught what to think. And it
was noticeable that, very often, if we had got stuck with something,
he would talk about the very thing we’d got stuck on in the
Wednesday teaching sessions.
This form of studying
the Bible was new to me – attending Bible Study and prayer meetings
– the two tended to merge, rather – was not something that was
done at the school I attended, or at my parents’ church. So I can
still remember the very first passage I ever studied with my
contemporaries, and do you know, it was that very passage from Romans
that we’ve just heard read. We used the Good News Bible, only back
then it was only the Good News New Testament:
“Now that we have been put right with God through faith, we have
peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. He has brought us by
faith into this experience of God's grace, in which we now live. And
so we boast of the hope we have of sharing God's glory!”
“Now that we have
been put right with God through faith” The trouble is, all those
years ago I got the emphasis wrong! I thought it was my faith that
mattered, not God’s promises. I thought this was something I had
to do, that I had to desperately manufacture faith, and never doubt,
not for a single, solitary minute!
Wasn’t I silly! It
is, of course, what God does that matters. We believe that God will
put us right with him, and so God does. The technical term, which
some translations use, is “justification”. All that really means
is being put right with God. All the nasty squirmy bits of ourselves
that we really don’t want God to look at too closely – and that,
come to that, we don’t actually want to look at too closely
ourselves – they are – not swept away, sadly, much though we
might like that to happen. Quite the reverse; they are brought out
into the light so that we can look at them and God can look at them
and say – okay, that needs to change. And then, if we are
sensible, we allow God to change us.
That, of course, is a
very long process, and will probably never be completely finished
this side of heaven. That’s what we call “sanctification”,
being made holy, being made whole, being made more like God, being
made more into the person we were created to be. But the point is,
God doesn’t make us wait until we are perfect before he will put up
with us. All the nasty squirmy bits, what the jargon calls “Sin”,
God decrees they no longer exist. They do, of course, and we deal
with them in due course, but the point is, they no longer come
between us and God.
I once read a
definition that I found really helpful. Suppose there was a law that
said you mustn’t jump in mud puddles. Well, who can resist jumping
in mud puddles? But you end up no only guilty of breaking the law,
but also covered in mud. When we are put right with God –
justified – we are declared “not guilty” of breaking that law.
And as we become made more into the person we were created to be –
sanctified – it is as if, with God’s help, we washed off the mud.
Like all analogies it’s
not perfect, but I found it helpful, back in the day, and offer it
for what it’s worth.
But I really do think
the most important thing that I’ve learnt in all the years since
that first Bible study, so long ago, is that I don’t have to do the
putting right! As I said earlier, I got the emphasis all wrong, and
thought it was all down to me. I ended up thinking I had to be
perfect because Jesus died on the cross for me, and how ungrateful
would it be ever to sin again?
But it’s not like that. Our salvation doesn’t depend on what we
do. We all need to be saved, and we all can be saved – these days,
I’m not entirely sure what I mean by “saved”, and it’s one of
those words that I suspect we all interpret slightly differently, but
that doesn’t matter. The point is, we don’t have to – and,
indeed, we can’t – save ourselves. God does that. All we have
to do is to reach out, to say “Yes please!” and accept what is on
offer. “Listen,” says Jesus, according to the book of
Revelation, “Listen! I stand at the door and knock; if any hear my
voice and open the door, I will come into their house and eat with
them, and they will eat with me.”
Of course, one
shouldn’t really take a verse out of context like that, but it is a
helpful illustration. All we need do is open the door to Jesus –
and then let go. Then we are put right with God by faith, we do have
peace with God, and we can relax and allow God to re-create us into
the person we were designed to be. That bit isn’t always easy –
far from it – but it’s worth it.
Those who know me well
know that I often have an illustration of a butterfly somewhere about
my person. That’s because it reminds me of how God is working, and
will continue to work, in my life. Think how a butterfly is made.
How does it start life? And how does it go on? The actual butterfly
bit, the beautiful bit, is a very tiny part of its life; some species
last no more than a day or so, if that. Mayflies, for instance,
don’t even have mouths – all that they are interested in is
reproducing themselves, finding a mate, laying their eggs, if female,
and then dying. And the whole cycle takes two years or so to fulfil.
And when they actually
go to become a butterfly, or mayfly, or dragonfly, or whatever insect
they are due to become, the caterpillar has to pupate. That isn’t
just a matter of hibernating, like a dormouse or bear; they have to
be completely remade. While they are in the pupa, all their bits
dissolve away, and are made from scratch, from the material that is
there. It’s not just a matter of rearranging what is there, it’s
a matter of total breakdown and starting again.
It’s just as well, I
think, that butterflies and the like aren’t sentient. Imagine how
awful it would be if they were aware what was going to happen to
them! Think how terrified you’d be if you knew it was going to
happen to you. To be completely remade into something utterly
different. Something so different that it uses a totally different
medium to move about in, the air. Caterpillars are creeping
creatures, that move on the earth and on plants, and the larvae of
things like mayflies and dragonflies are water insects, that can’t
breathe in the air. Even more different!
And yet, we believe
that something of the sort is going to happen to us one day, when we
die and are raised from death into our new life. To a certain
extent, of course, that happens, and is happening right now, here on
earth, which is why God has already started to work in us and to make
us into the person we were created to be. But how much more work
will need to be done on us before we are perfect! I know John Wesley
believed that Christians could be perfect, but I also know I’m very
far from! And God still needs to do a great deal of work on me
before I fulfil my potential.
But the thing is, and
that’s where I got stuck as a young woman, we don’t have to do
it. And we don’t have to wait until it’s done before we can get
on with our lives as Christians, as God’s people. We have been put
right with God through faith, and now have peace with him through our
Lord Jesus Christ. So we can get on with our lives. Amen.
