Monday, January 27, 2014

The Story of a King - Mark 1:1-8 Post 2

Chalkboard: Mark 1:1-8 Post 2
It's not just any story.  It's the story of a king - THE king.  My king.  

"Christ" in Greek and "Messiah" in Hebrew both mean "anointed one," which usually referred to the king.  

So, saying "Jesus Christ" (Mark 1:1) is saying "Jesus the anointed one" or...."Jesus the King."  What does that make me feel?

"This is the beginning of the good news of Jesus the King, the Son of God."

A king is a kind of novelty for me.  Having real kings hasn't worked out so well for our world overall.  Most real kings haven't been good kings.  We only find truly good kings in fairy tales, so our western countries got rid of kings.  Presidents and prime ministers also aren't 100% good, but at least they're temporary.  

But fairy tales tend to have truth in them.  They express or reveal truths about us and our hearts, about ourselves, about how we wish things were.  

And in my heart I know that a truly good king would be a good thing.  My heart sings when I think of it.  A good king, ruling over an enchanted kingdom.  Our experience has been the opposite, and yet it is still in my heart.  

Jesus Christ - Jesus the king - the Son of God.  (Mark 1:1)

You are a perfect, good king, like only the Son of a righteous, just and loving God can be.  You are the King my heart longs for.

A king inevitably has a kingdom and he rules over it.  So if You are King, You have a kingdom; and I am either in Your kingdom and under Your rule, or I am outside Your kingdom and outside Your rule.  I can't be in Your Kingdom and outside Your rule.  Much as I am tempted to try it on occasion.  

Accepting You is accepting You as King.  Believing in You is believing in You as King.  That means letting You rule - reign - in my life.  Today, right now.  

You are not a president for me to disagree with, to threaten to vote out of office if I don't like Your policies.  To try to get You to do things my way.  

How I want You to do things my way sometimes!

But I don't, really.

I believe You are King.  That's why I read this book.  That's why I live in Siberia.  My belief in You as King has affected so much of my life.  

But still some days I struggle to let You be King - some days I forget that even the ordinary days and the ordinary decisions fall under Your authority.  It's easier sometimes to let You be King in the big things -  I know they have big consequences - and to keep some rulership for myself in the smaller things that don't seem as consequential.  

But I know small things can have great consequence, too.  

And even small consequences can make big waves.  

I really do want you to rule over all of me.  In spite of the struggle.

Be my King today.  Help me to LET You be my King today. 

How do you feel about the idea of Jesus as king?

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  1. Very good, I like this, "I am either in Your kingdom and under Your rule, or I am outside Your kingdom and outside Your rule. I can't be in Your Kingdom and outside Your rule."

    1. Seems that a lot of walking with God day-by-day is trying to keep those two things together. Was reading Ps 19 a few days ago: "The commands of the Lord are radiant, giving light to the eyes." v. 8 We can't have the radiant light of the kingdom without the holy rule of the king!

  2. Michele, I like your point, that it's easier to let Christ be King in the big things rather than in the ordinary ones. For several days now I've been thinking over the verse from Matthew 6, where it's said, 'Seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things bill be given to you as well'. And I'm coming to realizing that it's much harder (at least for me) to let His kingdom into my every day tasks, worries and my routine, and that's what I really need to learn to do and I desperately want to, but, honestly, I haven't been very succseful in this so far.

    1. Thanks for sharing, Olya. I agree with you, letting the kingdom into my every day life is not easy.

      I remember one day years ago (when my kids were much smaller) standing at my sink (in Novosibirsk) doing dishes, hearing the kids playing (and probably fighting) and having the thought that it was ordinary – and the next thought that followed so clearly (from God) was: it’s not ordinary at all.

      Because there are no ordinary moments, even though we tend to try to organize them that way: these are the big things, and the rest of it is ordinary. But every moment is a gift…there’s nothing ordinary about life at all, nor any part of it.

      I think that the areas that I classify as “big” are easier to let His kingdom into because it’s easier to see why they matter – more obvious – and also sometimes, subtly maybe, because they are more noticeable to others…in other words, the possibility of some tangible earthly rewards (praise, glory? – many will see it).

      But the “small” “ordinary” things – it’s harder to see, what the eternal significance can be of washing dishes, for example – on my character or on my children. And no one will notice or care that I did them. They will only notice and care if I don’t do them. I do them because they have to be done, but it’s harder to see why it matters (besides having a clean kitchen).

      But this moment, doing the dishes, with the kids fussing at each other in the other room - is a holy moment. I think usually the ordinary moments are just as important as the big moments. And it may be, in many cases, more important. With some exceptions, I think the ordinary moments are when the real dying to myself takes place. Because it’s really dying to yourself when it’s hard to do it.