Col 2:8 “Beware lest any man spoil you through philosophy and vain deceit, after the tradition of men, after the rudiments of the world, and not after Christ. 9 For in him dwelleth all the fulness of the Godhead bodily. 10 And ye are complete in him, which is the head of all principality and power: 11 In whom also ye are circumcised with the circumcision made without hands, in putting off the body of the sins of the flesh by the circumcision of Christ: 12 Buried with him in baptism, wherein also ye are risen with him through the faith of the operation of God, who hath raised him from the dead. 13 And you, being dead in your sins and the uncircumcision of your flesh, hath he quickened together with him, having forgiven you all trespasses; 14 Blotting out the handwriting of ordinances that was against us, which was contrary to us, and took it out of the way, nailing it to his cross; 15 And having spoiled principalities and powers, he made a shew of them openly, triumphing over them in it. 16 Let no man therefore judge you in meat, or in drink, or in respect of an holyday, (this is why I not in church every day that’s deemed a special day, I’m just sayin) or of the new moon, or of the sabbath days: 17 Which are a shadow of things to come; but the body is of Christ.”
Someone said “rules are meant to be broken”, I know who said it… Satan. Dogs bark, cows go moo, cats go meow, and human beings apart from Christ will continue in sin, particularly those of the religious sort, because they tend not to see their shattered soul but the souls of others. Therefore, dogs, cats, and cows don’t cross the line, they do exactly what they were created to do. The thing I can appreciate about animals is this, they cannot sin. They weren’t born with a propensity toward sin, they function purely on instinct. Therefore, they were the only innocent victims available that could temporarily atone for the sins of the people. Animals do exactly what God created them to do, but we do not…and we call them dumb.
Now here’s the good news, dogs were made to bark, and cows made to moo; however, human beings were not made to self-destruct, in other words, God did not create us for sin. Rev 4:11 “Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honour and power: for thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they are and were created.” We fall under the category of ‘all things’, and all things were created for His pleasure, but we act as if we were created to bring pleasure to ourselves.
We were made to contain eternal life, and that doesn’t just mean living forever… it means the very Life of God in these dwelling inside of these mortal bodies. I’d better let you see that these are not just my words, I’m in agreement with my Heavenly Father:
Rom 6:4 “Therefore we are buried with him by baptism into death: that like as Christ was raised up from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life. 5 For if we have been planted together in the likeness of his death, we shall be also in the likeness of his resurrection: 6 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”.
Rom 8:11 “But if the Spirit of him that raised up Jesus from the dead dwell in you, he that raised up Christ from the dead shall also quicken your mortal (mortal is what we are right now, so this quickening is not for a dead body but a living body, so don’t confuse this with The Resurrection) bodies by his Spirit that dwelleth in you. 12 Therefore, brethren, we are debtors, not to the flesh, to live after the flesh. 13 For if ye live after the flesh, ye shall die: but if ye through the Spirit do mortify (put to death) the deeds of the body, ye shall live. 14 For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God. 15 For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father. 16 The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God:”
The morrow of this story is, there are three ways to be broken. The first is the way I’ve already mentioned. A person can live their entire life broken in this manner, all the way to the grave and from the grave, to the Lake of Fire. However, thank God, We were created as free moral agents, therelfilled lives. Never knowing that happiness is a choice, and we can make that choice for oufore, we have the power of choice. Suppose we had no choice and we had to live empty, unfurselves.
Do you know what brought me to Christ? He made me see something about myself that I otherwise could never have seen. He showed me what I really wanted, no, needed in life more than anything else, just to be loved, and to be able to give love… unconditionally. I didn’t know that such a thing existed except on television, in fact, that’s what He used to get me to that second brokenness. I was drawn to tearjerker type movies, where parents would die for their children if need be. The really good actors would bring tears to my eyes every time. I remember one Resurrection Morning weekend, about 36 years ago some movie, I don’t recall what it was but it made me look up to the heavens and cry out in anger to a God I didn’t know. “How dare you sit up there on your throne and watch me suffer”. Somehow, I knew He was watching and waiting, waiting for me to come to the end of myself. I was so tired of being empty…I told myself that I would rather die than to continue like this. I went into my bathroom and picked up my double-edged razor. I was intent on splicing my wrist. So looking up at Him once more I said angrily, “wait a minute, I’m not gonna do this”. Shaking my fist at my soon to be Father I said: “I’m gonna live just to spite you”. Therefore, I dried my eyes, finished my half a pint of Bacardi 151, smoked the rest of my Sherm (PCP) and went off to la la land as usual. Little did I know brokenness had begun.
I worked at a convalescent home in Long Beach CA. So the next morning off to work I went where there were several women there I fornicated with on a regular basis. About five years I got in trouble at my church for telling this story to a children’s Sunday school class. I was simply sharing my testimony about how I became Born Again. Some of the strangest things have happened to me in churches; the place where I thought would be safest. Anyways, after arriving at work, one of my lady friends approached me about hooking up again, and I started telling her about hooking up with Jesus. Then, I stopped dead in my tracks as she began backing away…I shuck my head and looked over my shoulders as if “who said that”. I tried to apologize but every time I spoke I ended up right back at Jesus, I thought that I was buggin out at first, but every time I spoke His Name it felt right. The women who once loved me, or lusted after me didn’t want to hang out with me anymore, and I didn’t care. It felt as if I just got off of a merry go round, having the same boring conversations every day, doing the same things every day. Making a long story short, by Resurrection Morning He made Himself real too me. Man, that was the coolest and sweetest drink of water I’d ever had. I understood what He meant when He told the woman at the well:
Joh 4:7 “There cometh a woman of Samaria to draw water: Jesus saith unto her, Give me to drink. 8 (For his disciples were gone away unto the city to buy meat.) 9 Then saith the woman of Samaria unto him, How is it that thou, being a Jew, askest drink of me, which am a woman of Samaria? for the Jews have no dealings with the Samaritans.10 Jesus answered and said unto her, If thou knewest the gift of God, and who it is that saith to thee, Give me to drink; thou wouldest have asked of him, and he would have given thee living water. 11 The woman saith unto him, Sir, thou hast nothing to draw with, and the well is deep: from whence then hast thou that living water? 12 Art thou greater than our father Jacob, which gave us the well, and drank thereof himself, and his children, and his cattle? 13 Jesus answered and said unto her, Whosoever drinketh of this water shall thirst again: 14 But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.”
That’s the good stuff, what Christ gives is not of this world. When you drink from Him, you’ll experience that second form of brokenness:
I’m going to use two translations here. One we’re probably all familiar with…the King James of course; Mat 5:3 “Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven”. The other is God’s Word; Mat 5:3 “Blessed are those who recognize they are spiritually helpless. The kingdom of heaven belongs to them”. And I’m going to add the Greek definition for the expression ‘poor in spirit’ ptōchos- 3a1) destitute of wealth of learning and intellectual culture which the schools afford (men of this class most readily give themselves up to Christ’s teaching and proved themselves fitted to lay hold of the heavenly treasure)
This does not mean you can’t have wealth or education, but it does mean we can’t look to wealth or education for that drink which Christ speaks of (1st Tim. 6:17). For me, since I had no wealth nor education, it meant I came to an end of myself. I was spiritually bankrupt, the crazy glue had lost its cohesiveness, and the pieces of my life were left lying on the ground. Ahhh, and then came Jesus, my sweet sweet LORD. He introduced Himself to me about 36 years ago in that Long Beach CA. apartment. This is The Love of God. I’d downed a half pint of Bacardi 151 rum with some weed, and a little PCP. That did stop Him. He came into my life as I contemplated suicide because I was done with picking up those dumb pieces. Nevertheless, where I ended, He began.
I didn’t know it at the time but Hepatitis C was already working on my alcohol pickled liver. It would be another ten years before I realized how sick I was. Guess what, He never healed me in the biblical since. I never got that kind of miracle. He did me one better, He set my mind on Him, not on my body. Then He gave me a wife who really loves me, and with her came that family and friends.
His presence in my life gave me the strength to endure and survive a liver transplant. He also healed me of the Hepatitis C through Chemo-therapy, that’s taking poison into my body designed to kill the Hepatitis C which almost killed me. Again, through Him, I endured. Oh, it wasn’t the quick fix that many have experienced, and I thank God for those type of healings. However, can you imagine what it’s like to stare death in the face and say, I’m not afraid of you? You can’t hurt me… shoot your best shot, because The Greater One Lives in me.
I’ve given Him the praise ever since that day and honored Him with the fruit of my lips. I share this testimony Resurrection Sunday.