Many of us have this weird idea that Jesus loosened things up. Some of us think that for centuries emerging from the Old Testament Law, everything was rigid and difficult, and then Jesus showed up with his peace, love, and good vibes and just told everyone to love everybody.
Why do we think it's easier to love people than it is to just be religious?
I'm not sure people who think and speak that way really even know what love is.
Maybe the reason we don't all, in the spirit of unity and rainbows, just set aside our differences and love each other is because it's really freaking hard to do that.
Just as an example, Jesus said that if you lust after somebody, it's the same as sleeping with them, and if you hate somebody, it's the same as murdering them. Where in the world would we get the idea this makes things easier? It's a lot easier to not kill somebody than it is to not hate them. It's a lot more difficult to not lust than it is to not have sex.
And it's a lot easier to follow some rules everyone can see me keep than it is to truly, actually love people.
Anybody can be on their best behavior. But to love someone who hates you? That takes Jesus and his cross.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Love Is Not Easier
Jared Wilson with a great point here:
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I recently had an ongoing conversation with an agnostic which lasted for about two months. It ended with him becoming very angry with me (to the point of profanities on his part), because while I was willing to give him evidence and arguments for the truth of Christianity, I *wasn't* willing to admit that Christianity *might not* be true.
By his standards, that is what it meant to take him seriously-- admit that the Bible might not be true and that the Biblical God might not exist. I told him that I could not do so, because that would be betraying the God whom I worship. He (the agnostic) eventually became abusive, calling me a "bigot" and using other, not-as-nice language. It did hurt, especially as I had spent so much time in conversation with him, seriously trying to answer his questions and help him (although I knew that I couldn't *convert* him).
Even though, as we ended the dialogue, he was abusive, I can honestly say that I do love him. I pray for him. How can I *not* love him, after I had been so abusive to God in my life and yet, He still saved me, at the age of 29? I'm not saying that loving this guy is easy. However, it is the choice that I must make, logically (and joyfully so), as a man who was saved by the God whom he once hated.
A very convicting quote - thanks for sharing.
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