1 If then you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God.
2 Set your minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth.
3 For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.
4 When Christ who is your life appears, then you also will appear with him in glory.
These 4 verses I think are just an outline for the rest of the chapter (like an intro paragraph in a five paragraph essay), but it hits so hard at home at the place I'm at right now with Christ. To pick it apart, just for starters.
The If at the beginning is a huge marker for the 1st verse. Pretty much anything that comes after the if statement becomes invalid to the reader unless the reader qualifies to be raised with Christ. And if you are qualified then you must seek the things that are above. But what are the things that are above. Such a vague statement, only with the spirit of revelation can we understand.
I am dead, my life is hidden with Christ in God.
What the heck does that mean? To me, means my humanly passions are now dead. My human dreams are now dead. My human needs are now dead. My every want is dead. I am dead.
So what does it mean that my life is hidden with Christ in God? I have yet to figure out. But I think what it means is that now I am a piece of Christ, a part of his body. And a smaller part of something greater must have all the characteristics of that greater thing or else that greater thing no longer has those characteristics. For example, in a body of water, all molecules must be H2O. But if I am the one that has food coloring molecules, the whole body of water becomes that food coloring color. Even just one drop.
To live life as if my life is dead, and my life now belongs to Christ. I am His bondservant. My passions are now His passions. His dreams now become my dreams. His needs now become my deeds. He is in me, and I in him. Letting go gives a better grip.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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