I can’t sleep again. Tonight I find myself counting the cost anew.
[26] “If anyone comes to me and does not hate his own father and mother and wife and children and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be my disciple. [27] Whoever does not bear his own cross and come after me cannot be my disciple.
[28] For which of you, desiring to build a tower, does not first sit down and count the cost, whether he has enough to complete it? [29] Otherwise, when he has laid a foundation and is not able to finish, all who see it begin to mock him, [30] saying, ‘This man began to build and was not able to finish.’
[33] So therefore, any one of you who does not renounce all that he has cannot be my disciple.
(Luke 14:26-30,33 ESV)
While praying with church friends earlier this evening, the Lord asked me, “What are you sowing now?”
[7] Do not be deceived: God is not mocked, for whatever one sows, that will he also reap. [8] For the one who sows to his own flesh will from the flesh reap corruption, but the one who sows to the Spirit will from the Spirit reap eternal life.
(Galatians 6:7-8 ESV)
I’ve been playing a computer game called Evony a good amount this last week and I enjoy it. And, I do believe if I continued to pour into it at this level I would be successful. But as God drew near to me this evening, I saw Evony as a fat pile of straw.
[12] Now if anyone builds on the foundation with gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw— [13] each one’s work will become manifest, for the Day will disclose it, because it will be revealed by fire, and the fire will test what sort of work each one has done.
(1 Corinthians 3:12-13 ESV)
Not that playing Evony or other pleasures are evil…. but what would I ultimately have to show for all the time, energy, strategizing? I don’t sense God’s displeasure that I’ve been playing… In fact, I believe pleasure to be a gift from God. It’s more I feel I’m missing out on greater (not to mention real life) adventures with God by playing so much Evony.
Then I got home and saw my buddy post this on Facebook:
Pastor this morning: a lukewarm Christian is never happy. They have too much of Christ to be happy in the world, and too much of the world to be happy in Christ.
Which makes lots of sense and, of course, reminded me of:
[15] “‘I know your works: you are neither cold nor hot. Would that you were either cold or hot! [16] So, because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of my mouth.
(Revelation 3:15-16 ESV)
And also
[62] Jesus said to him, “No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.”
(Luke 9:62 ESV)
As well as the classics:
[35] For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake and the gospel’s will save it. [36] For what does it profit a man to gain the whole world and forfeit his soul? [37] For what can a man give in return for his soul?
(Mark 8:35-37 ESV)
[46] “Why do you call me ‘Lord, Lord,’ and not do what I tell you?
(Luke 6:46 ESV)
The truth is, that there is a cost to following Jesus. When we do, we truly give up the rights to our lives. All of them. This affects not merely our finances but our lifestyle, decisions, reputations, identities, relationships. Everything is His. That’s why baptism is important… it is us dying to our old life, and rising to a new life given over fully to our King.
It’s times like tonight when my perspective seems clear that I want to see life like these men:
[44] “The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.
[45] “Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant in search of fine pearls, [46] who, on finding one pearl of great value, went and sold all that he had and bought it.
(Matthew 13:44; Matthew 13:45-46 ESV)
In each story the man sold all he had – how could that not pang?
But the cost is overshadowed by an incomparable gain – to the point that he sells all he has in joy!
Tonight I am aware that my life on earth is finite. My opportunity to live by faith is limited.
I don’t want to live my life (whether 60 more years or through tomorrow) so focused on the costs that I lose sight of the prize.
Though my follow-through has been less than admirable most times, I’m convinced of this: Life with Jesus is trading up no matter how excellent our life is now, or how much cost,
suffering, or sacrifice we experience following Him.
Yesterday was a good day of praying though. While praying with a buddy, I felt that God wants me personally to focus on spiritual warfare for Scum.
