Some folks think Im not nice at times. Well, niceness is not the goal for the twice born; faithfulness is.... There is no eleventh commandment saying “Make sure you’re nice and that people like you.” It’s better to be respected than liked. Many a prophet was hated but earned a grudging respect. It’s better to be lonely in obedience than surrounded by fair weather friends in your faithlessness. It’s better to be rejected by men and accepted by God than the other way around. It’s better to be divided by truth than united with error. Modern man has created the myth of the likeable “god” A doddering weak grandfather who can’t bear to say no to his brood. A man pleasing god whose only desire is to grant us what ever our little hearts wish. An indecisive, double-minded, non assertive, desperate to be liked deity. I like my God better. He’s not nice. He’s indescribably holy. When I think God, I don’t think butterflies and kittens, I think majestic mountains, roaring waterfalls, orbiting planets all paling into insignificance at just a glimpse of His Presence. I think all the power of the universe at the control of the white hot love of Elohim. I think Christ bowing the heavens to come on His divine rescue mission for me and all the other totally undeserving human inhabitants of this God ordained planet. I think God seated on a throne of glory, dwelling in unapproachable light, surrounded by ten thousand times ten thousand angels worshipping this One of infinite power. My God, even though I’m covered in Christ, scares me. But it’s a fear that doesn’t scare me from Him, it scares me to Him. I love Him but only because He first loved me. And it’s not a light, flippant kind of love but a breathtaking awe and desire to be in His presence even if it kills me, which it just might…but it would be worth it. So if we serve a Divine being such as this how can we present to the world our niceness and hope that they might think He too is nice? He doesn’t chew His nails at night hoping that men might like Him. He commands men everywhere to repent and bow before His majesty. So dear fellow believer, lay down your lust to be liked. Pick up the sword of the Spirit, the word of God, and go to battle for souls. You just may find your juices stirred again as you begin to live this life in Christ. You may lose some temporal friends but you may win some eternal souls. And if you are a preacher of the gospel, preach the gospel! Don’t succumb to the temptation to spread likeable lies about God. Speak the truth of Christ, of sin and hell and judgement to come. You may stir anger and even persecution but better the short-lived flaming comet of the martyr than the long, tedious, lightless life of the compromiser. It is far better to experience the blazing life of victory of the persecuted faithful than a shadowy lingering death by niceness.
Posted on: Sat, 06 Dec 2014 07:05:43 +0000
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