While standing in line at the credit union a couple of days ago, I found myself standing in front of a man who was singing the song that elevated Tamela Mann even more, “Take Me To The King.” Interestingly enough, he sang all the lyrics, with the exception of “Take Me To The King.” I listened intently (actually I had little choice), as he belted out the weakness, the tiredness, the worn out, and eliminated perhaps the most critical portion of the ballad. Eventually, he started talking to me. No surprise, its a cursed thing from my mother, attracting folk in lines in the grocery store, airport, car wash – you name it, I somehow must have a flashing neon sign across my forehead that screams in the words of Frasier Crane, “Go ahead, I’m listening.” So, he looked at me and in between the “truth is,” he said, “I am sick of this line. If it doesn’t hurry up, I am going to go off.” I responded, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He responded, “They better be glad I’m saved, or else I would.” Me: “Well, if you are saved, then act that way.” Happily, I heard the teller say, “Next in line,” and just like that, our interaction ended. Unfortunately, just like a bad penny, as I departed the credit union, I was singing….but instead I chose to pick up where he continued to leave off.
I am certainly not naive to believe that all is good all the time. People are suffering in many capacities and compartments of their lives, encompassing financial, physical, mental and particularly, spiritually. And yet, there is a propensity to focus on the ills rather than the one who may provide the healing. It was as if the man in the credit union celebrated the negativity, and decidely refused to acknowledge the vehicle for deliverance. I do not expect those who do not claim Jesus as Lord and Savior to understand, or for that matter agree, but for those of us who do, we cannot continue to linger in mess without taking advantage of the one who has provide the MESSAGE to us; the message that still rings true, “The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us,” (John 1:14). If we believe that to be true, then we can indeed dwell anywhere we find ourselves and know that Jesus the Christ has already in the past, overcome our present state of affairs. As such, we mustn’t worry about ‘loosing our salvation,” because it was purchased with a price, all inclusive of tax just for us. Being under his protection is like a perpetual tax refund that is continually available to us. All that is required and expected of us is to remain faithful despite what we see, hear or feel. That in and of itself in our own will is difficult, but through God, nothing is impossible (Matthew 19:26).
Tiredness, frustration, weakness, a lack of will to go on and limited options are not of God! Further, speaking about such without nailing them to the cross that was overcome on our behalf is a demonstration of our desire to remain in such a sad condition. It takes little effort to settle, but it takes all that is within us to move forward. The enemy would rather we remain immobile, as that makes his job easier. Excuses fuel our despair and they have an interesting way of connecting to others who share the same depressed DNA. They bond in the break room at work as well as the sanctuary in the church; constantly seeking refuge masked as encouragement, making us dependent upon everyone and everything with the exception of the King. Too many believers are not assuming the role of worshipper that we’ve been granted. Instead, there are traces of court jester, entraining the enemy while disgracing God. Let us not play so frivolously, with the sovereignty of God. Let us cloak ourselves in the salvation extended to us, and refrain from threats to abandon it, either by word or action. Going to the King, taking “it” to the King, requires the ability to relinquish; and quite frankly, everybody ain’t about that life.