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Let’s Give It Up For God!

I recently heard a worship leader use this phrase during a service, “Let’s give it up for God!” The cheering and applause that ensued made it clear that the crowd was excited about praising and worshipping God. The phrase “give it up for” has worked its way into our language as a synonym for “give a round of applause.”

But what would we really give up for God? How much are we willing to sacrifice for him? Do we really love him enough to give it all up?

We’re in the middle of a series of studies in our church to refocus on what we as a congregation value most. Two of those four core values have to do with love: Jesus identified loving God and loving others as the two most important commandments. Because of this, I’m coming back to my own series here on examining the definition of love in 1 Corinthians 13.

Paul tells us that love is not self-seeking (1 Corinthians 13:5). Turning that around, I see that if I am not willing to sacrifice something for another, then I don’t truly love. When I need to give something up—whether it is for my friends or my wife or my God—my selfishness (and I have plenty of it) crawls out and tells me that I’ve given enough to them already and I deserve some “me time.”

What I tend to forget is that more often than not when I give up something, I tend to gain back more than I gave. Giving it up for someone else almost always ends up pouring the blessings back on me, often in ways that I could never have predicted.

But I have to watch my attitude—selfishness is insidious, and it’s a short trip from putting the other person first to giving with an expectation. That’s no longer sacrifice.

John Fischer, author of daily devotional The Fischtank, recently wrote an article on this topic. He identifies three levels of giving:

There is a kind of giving that also benefits the giver. There is a kind of giving in which the giver is ambivalent. And there is a kind of giving that pains the giver. The latter is the greatest and the hardest.

I’m fine with giving to God when it benefits me, even when I don’t know what that benefit might be. But giving when it hurts—and particularly when there is no chance for any benefit for me—that’s something I really struggle with. That sacrificial level is where I need to be. That would be the indication that my love for God is real, it’s honest, and it’s deep.

It also makes me realize that God doesn’t expect our love for him to be centered on a feeling. Yes, he wants us to feel love, but more than that he wants us to act on our love. Love is choosing to put him first. It’s acting as thought I love him even if I don’t feel like it. It’s thinking of his plan and his desires before mine.

I love my wife deeply and without reservations. Even if I tell her this on a regular basis (which I do), and every word of it is true (which it is), if my actions are selfish and don’t put her first, what good is that love? If I make my choices based on what’s best for me all the time, how does that honor her? She will quickly begin to doubt that my love is sincere.

Love at its core is not passion or emotion or feeling, though that is undeniably a part of it. It is first a choice to put the one you love first, it is a way of behaving to express that choice, and it is a discipline to keep making that choice consistently.

So what would I give up for God? Ask me that question today, and I’d have a long list of things. But there are some huge things that aren’t on the list. If I’m going to grow in my love for God, the first thing I have to do is start moving some of those things over onto the list.

Keep On Keeping On

I’ve been thinking some more about effort since my last post. Mainly because I’m not taking my own advice to be more disciplined. Getting over the inertia is a challenge, but then, if it weren’t, it wouldn’t take discipline and it wouldn’t mean much of anything.

Scripture has quite a bit to say about it, too. Paul encourages us several times:

Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain. (1 Cor 15:58)

Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. (Phil 3:12-14)

Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. (Gal 6:9)

This mirrors what even the world recognizes, and what I talked about last week. Effort does indeed matter. What surprises me a little, though, is the specific kind of effort that God expects of us, and what He himself contributes. According to Romans 8:28, “In all things, God works.” Jesus, too says, “My Father is always at his work to this very day, and I, too, am working.” (John 5:17).

So are we also to work? Well, certainly God doesn’t want us to just sit back and wait for Him to do everything for us. But look at what Scripture emphasizes to us that we should be always putting at the top of our to-do list:

  • Seek God (Psalm 105:4)
  • Pray (1 Thess 5:17, Eph 6:18)
  • Give Thanks (Eph 5:20)
  • Rejoice (1 Thess 5:16, Phil 4:4)
  • Be alert (1 Peter 3:15, Eph 6:18, Luke 21:36)
  • Keep a clear conscience (Acts 24:16)
  • Be kind to each other (1 Thess 5:15)

Interesting that what God considers essential for success are the things we tend to put on our “if I have time” list. Paul understands the real goal, though:

This is a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance (and for this we labor and strive), that we have put our hope in the living God, who is the Savior of all men, and especially of those who believe. (1 Tim 4:9-10)

Last week my prayer was that I would keep on keeping on. To that I now add that I’d remember the reason for my effort and keep my trust in the living God of the universe.

Effort Matters

When we’re growing up as a young Christ-follower, one of the things that we learn is to begin building spiritual disciplines into our lives. It’s where the word disciple comes from. Scripture includes many of these disciplines, and I’ve read more books and articles and heard more sermons on it than I can count.

So here I am adding once again to the volume. Why do people need to keep hearing it over and over, though? Because it takes work, and we want things to be easy.

The problem is that our lives have been designed so that it takes effort to get results. Certainly God gives us gifts, but he expects us to use them. Even secular writers recognize the need for effort in order to accomplish something. Seth Godin, a popular business writer, talked about this recently. He advocates deleting two hours of “spare time” each day which you currently devote to unproductive activities, and instead spending them doing things like exercise, learning new things, and writing thank you notes. He suggests spending one day a week just being with people you love, and for one year spending money only on things you absolutely need.

He is of course talking about discipline. The discipline to focus relentlessly, to use his word, on things that matter, things that will make a difference and move us towards success.

The Christ-follower must do the same thing, but look at it through the lens of God’s plan and purpose for us. Every choice we make, everything we decide to do with our gifts (among which are our time and resources), should somehow further God’s kingdom. We need to discipline ourselves, at least for a while, to assiduously reflect on everything we do. If it doesn’t further God’s kingdom in some way, change it or eliminate it. This doesn’t mean there’s no down time. If we are renewing and refreshing ourselves, then it’s productive time. Recreation can and should be re-creation. But we have to be absolutely transparent with ourselves about whether our activities are productive or if we’re justifying something worthless in the name of “relaxation”.

There are so many things that I wish I had more time to do. The only way I can make them happen is to eliminate the waste in my day and start doing them. Easier said than done, of course, or it would already be happening. But that’s what discipline is about. Plan the week, stick to the plan, and reflect on how to make the plan better for next week. And when I fail, don’t quit, but learn from it and keep trying. And when I fail again, get back up and learn some more. And when I fail the third time, find the new lesson in the failure. And again, and again.

Sherman Finesilver once said, “Keep these concepts in mind: You’ve failed many times, although you
don’t remember. You fell down the first time you tried to walk. You almost drowned the first time you tried to swim…. R. H. Macy failed 7 times before his store in New York caught on. Babe Ruth struck out 1,330 times. Don’t worry about failure. My suggestion to each of you: Worry about the chances you miss when you don’t even try.” I know I will fall if I try. It’s a guarantee. My prayer is simply this: that at the end of my life I will have arisen one time more than I fell.

Comforted, But Not Comfortable

I’m very comfortable at my church. When I walk in to the building, into the sanctuary, it is a very welcoming, relaxed, environment. Everyone is friendly, the pastors are all approachable and real, the services and the worship are energizing and familiar. I’m very comfortable.

And that’s a bad thing. I realized this recently when our youth pastor was speaking on a Sunday morning. He speaks regularly, so it wasn’t something new for me. I enjoy his preaching. But in the middle of his message, he asked us to turn to someone sitting near us and say something to them. I don’t recall now exactly what it was, but I remember the distinct feeling of discomfort I felt because there happened to be no one near me that I knew. “I’m not doing that,” I thought. “I’m not here to discuss things with strangers, I’m here to worship God and hear the message and learn something new. This is really uncomfortable.”

At which point it occurred to me that perhaps that’s exactly what God wanted.

Don’t misunderstand me. I’m not saying church should be uncomfortable. I like that it’s friendly, inviting, and I can feel free to be myself there. I don’t have to put on my “Sunday” face when I walk in.

But I realized that once I’m comfortable, I tend to stay where I am. I don’t grow. I don’t live. And God can’t work in me or through me any more.

I don’t have to look back on my life to see times when being comfortable caused me problems; I just have to look back on the last year. Over and over again, God has made me uncomfortable because where I was comfortable was where he didn’t want me to be. It was a place where I was at best complacent and at worst sinful. And none of them were places where I was getting closer to Him, glorifying Him, and making a difference for His kingdom.

I realized, sitting there in that uncomfortable moment, that when God asks me to do something uncomfortable, it means that I have settled into a rut and need to get up off my behind and get moving again.

I have heard that death by hypothermia is ultimately a quiet and peaceful way to go. At first, of course, you shiver uncontrollably and there is pain as your extremities freeze. But eventually, as your core temperature drops, the shivering ceases, your mind quiets, and your body settles into a comfortable numbness. Eventually you lose consciousness and die.

The Pink Floyd song “Comfortably Numb,” although certainly not written with the spiritual parallel in mind, describes well what I think happens to us when we stop letting God push us out of our comfort zone:

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

When we get too comfortable, our spiritual temperature drops, we stop moving, and we settle into that same comfortable numbness. God’s lips move, but we can’t hear what He’s saying. Whatever fire we had for God when we were spiritually young now seems like a fading dream—a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of our eyes.

God does want to be our comforter:

Lord, you know the hopes of the helpless. Surely you will hear their cries and comfort them. (Psalms 10:17, NLT)

Consider this, however:

God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. (2 Cor 1:3-4, NLT)

God should be the source of our comfort. But if we’re already comfortable, how can He be our comforter? Notice why we have troubles and why we need God’s comfort: it is so that we can turn around and pour the comfort into other people. If I’m sitting comfortably in that place where I don’t have to work or grow or change or even interact with anyone else, how will I possibly be able to comfort someone who is hurting?

My prayer every day needs to be, “God, let me not get too comfortable in my walk with you. Let me not ever get to the place where I don’t learn anything new from you. And if I do, make me uncomfortable so that I get up and start moving again.”

Avalanche of Sin

AvalancheI’ve found that the sin in my life often works like an avalanche. At first, the sin seems inconsequential, like a dusting of snow on the ground. What harm could it do? Then, slowly, little by little, the snow builds up. The whole time, though, the snow is beautiful and quiet. It just rests there, and there is no obvious danger. I get complacent, used to the snow, and I forget that there was once dry ground, lush with vegetation, beneath that snow.

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