In Honor of Resurrection Sunday
Published on April 15, 2006 By KFC Kickin For Christ In Philosophy
"Knowing this, that our old man is crucified with Him, that the body of sin might be destroyed, that henceforth we should not serve sin." Apostle Paul to the Romans

Co-Crucifixion. Have I made this decision about sin, that it must be killed right out in me? It takes a long time to come to a moral decision about sin, but it is the great moment in my life when I do decide that just as Jesusu Christ died for the sin of the world, so sin must die out in me, not be curbed or suppressed or counteracted, but crucified. No one can bring anyone else to this decision. We may be earnestly convinced, and religiously convinced, but what we need to do is to come to the decision which Paul forces here.

Haul yourself up, take a time alone with God, make the moral decision and say-"Lord, identify me with your death until I know that sin is dead in me." Make the moral decision that sin in you must be put to death.

It was not a divine anticipation on the part of Paul, but a very radical and definite experience. Am I prepared to let the Spirit of God search me until I know what the disposition of sin is-the thing that lusts against the Spirit of God in me? Then if so, will I agree with God's verdict on that disposition of sin-that it should be identified with the death of Jesus? I cannot reckon myself "dead indeed to sin" unless I have been through this radical issue of will before God.

Have I entered into the glorious privilege of being crucified with Christ until all that is left is the life of Christ in my flesh and blood? "I am crucified with Christ; nevertheless I live, yet not I but Christ lives in me.

Oswald Chambers

Happy Resurrection Day"

Comments
on Apr 16, 2006
happy resurrection day (which has absolutely nothing to do with purple bunnies. )
on Apr 17, 2006
Happy Resurrection day is a good way to put it. The most important part isn't his death - it's his death in tandem with his resurrection! Without that last part, it would be useless! Thank God for the gift of his inimitable, perfect, and all-around wonderful son!

(But I must admit, as a purveyor of the purple bunnies, I can't keep them out of the house . . . gotta have that candy! )
on Apr 18, 2006
well there's a story about the purple bunny!!

Just before the sermon as we're singing our last song, our Pastor, alerted by one of the elders noticed a purple bunny in one of the Easter Lily's front and center right under the pulpit on the altar. So on his way up to preach he reached in, yanked the bunny out of the lilly and started to preach making no comment about the bunny. It caused a bit of a stir. Not sure how many noticed beforehand but it was definitley noticeable then. Now we're wondering who put that thing in there.

on Apr 18, 2006
Haul yourself up, take a time alone with God, make the moral decision and say-"Lord, identify me with your death until I know that sin is dead in me." Make the moral decision that sin in you must be put to death.


This is really personal to me, but I really want to express my thoughts on this. I've been through that process you mentioned above. It was a private time, several hours of prayers and tears, followed by months of life-changing experiences. I had truly given away all my sin and I was a whole new person, clean, shiny, but oh-so-humbled before the Lord because of the soul-wrenching experience it had been.

But then the sin crept back in several months later. Little by little.

I hate that.

I know that the moral decision to be sinless before the Lord needs to be renewed constantly. It's so hard though. And with every new mistake, repentance gets harder and harder. I have yet to hear from a Christian who has repented...then messed up again...and repented again...and again...and has still come out on top.

All I ever hear from are the ones who say, "Repent!" Like they're perfect or something.

I guess I need a support group here. Has anyone been through that? Any success stories? Any sympathy? Empathy? Words of encouragement?
on Apr 19, 2006
Words of encouragement?


There is a Book called "When Godly People Do UnGodly Things" written by Beth Moore. You should try reading it. I have read most of it, its pretty good.

I think everyone has mountains and valleys Angela. The only real way to climb again is renewing yourself every morning in God's word. (I should add here I am not practicing what I'm preachin at this moment, it tends to be hit and miss depending on the latest crises or how tired I am.) Lame excuses to be sure.

I spent years up at 5am for time alone with God everyday, working with Christian ministries around the globe. I would spend the better part of everyday asking myself, what does God want me to learn from this? No matter how mundane it was, like meeting a new person at the store, backing my car into something, whatever...whenever I was always watching for anything God wanted me to hear.

So I can say for YEARS I had an active daily running conversation with God. And my life was never so full of joy.

Then I hit a three year desert, no fellowship, no worship, nothing. And no matter how much I read, or studied, or cried out. The running conversation was gone. The silence was deafening.

I didn't choose it...I was in a location where worship and Biblical church wasn't available and try as I might to find one single person to worship or study with...it never happened. Then when the running conversation stopped, I knew it was something God orchestrated. Of course, I was all strong in the beginning ready to endure and learn from my crucible.~rolls eyes~

I scoured my life for hidden sin, cried out to God to show it to me. Nadda.

I spent more time in prayer and worship. My prayers bounced off the ceiling and my songs were ashes in my mouth. Then after about a year, I allowed life to turn my head away from the empty prayer (at the time) and the dry worship.

In the end, all the time I spend with God for years before that.....all the studies, the talks, the worship....all of those thousands of hours boiled down to little more than a thimble full of faith. And not even a full one.

I had to make a decision..one I thought long settled in my mind. But at the end of my desert I had to ask myself this question again. The question?

Is God good?

I'd like to brag and say I immediately decided yes, but I didn't. It took me well over 6 months to finally come to terms with my choice. I looked back at my life, at all the things that shoulda killed me, or made me walking wounded. I looked back on my time with God and my time alone. I thought about it all, raged at God, cried to God, then finally let go.

I know God is good, no matter what is happening in my life...I know this above all things.

So now I have this thimble of faith...and I don't know if I will try to build it back up to what it was before....I'm just gonna wait and see what God has planned for me. But of course I need to get back into daily time with Him to even be able to HEAR.

I'm tired too. I learned a lot in three years, but feeling that "void" was exhausting spiritually after having been filled for so long. God said, "I will never leave you or forsake you." And while I know He was with me...my question was...so what? So what if God is with me but chooses to remain silent. If you are blind and someone is sharing a room with you but doesn't talk to you...does it really matter if they are there?

I also learned a lot of the little sayings American churches use (and I used liberally)...are just that..sayings. Like "God doesn't order something He doesn't pay for." Meaning He won't ask anything of us that He won't give us the energy and resources to fill. And of course, "Let Go and Let God."

Yeah right. Let go of what? Let go of your daily worries? Your past? Well isn't that the entire battle? Choosing to let go and then being able to do it?

I know this is long winded, but as you can see I am still working things out.

I guess at the end of the day I know this for sure. God is with me, even when He chooses to be a silent companion. He is good. But unlike the poem, He is NOT carrying me when life gets rough. He is there yes, but like a parent allowing a child to walk on its own, He lets me fall face first in the surf. The water is bitter and the sand HURTS.

And no matter that I know it is for my own good, I get angry when He refuses to help me even a little bit.

So much American faith is about letting God do all the work. But in reality, God expects us to do most of it. He may work out the details, but we will be doing most of the heavy lifting. "Surrendering" to God means putting aside the yoke of the world and putting ON His yolk. Which can be horribly heavy, but it differs from the empty promises of the world because I know God is good. And at the end of my journey and during it, HE will give me rest.

Well...now that I have totally confused you.

Good luck!