Dirty Spots


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Therefore, my dear friends, as you have always obeyed—not only in my presence, but now much more in my absence—continue to work out your salvation with fear and trembling, for it is God who works in you to will nd to act in order to fulfill his good purpose. – Phil 2:12

I can remember washing the family car when I was a kid. I didn't particularly enjoy it. The worst part for me was when Dad would point out areas that I missed. This would happen every time because I would "work" quickly and haphazardly in order to finish as soon as possible and resume my rigorous schedule of doing nothing. The following teacher comment on my second grade report card confirms this:

Kent likes to finish his work quickly and pester his neighbors.

Things haven't changed that much, have they?

So this morning we had a break from frigid temperatures and I decided to wash the car, which had become so salty that its original color was hard to determine. When I finished, I circled the car and noticed a few dirty spots. So I retrieved the bucket and took care of them—no big deal. But then I got to thinking: How come I didn't mind doing the touchup this morning when it was such a lament back in the 70's? Yes, I like to think I'm more mature now and have a better work ethic, but it wasn't that.

It was because the car is mine. That's why I cared.

You see, the Chevy Malibu Classic was Dad's, not mine. And while I loved my dad, it took ownership for me to embrace the effort.The same is true of our faith. Until it's truly yours, you will just do enough to get by. To fulfill your duty. To get done so that you can return to your own selfish desires. If your faith is your parent's or just something you do because others expect it, you won't care enough to embrace the effort. When your faith is truly yours, it's not a chore at all! Jesus says, "my yoke is easy and my burden is light" (Matthew 11:30). Listen to how C.H. Spurgeon describes his feelings when he entered into a personal relationship with Christ:

When the Lord first pardoned my sin, I was so joyous that I could scarce refrain from dancing. I thought on my road home from the house where I had been set at liberty, that I must tell the stones in the street the story of my deliverance. So full was my soul of joy, that I wanted to tell every snow-flake that was falling from heaven of the wondrous love of Jesus, who had blotted out the sins of one of the chief of rebels.

Now there's a guy who doesn't mind touching up his car. In an age where things seem to be coming less and less personal, make sure your relationship with Christ is extremely personal. That's the path to freedom!

And when you realize that, go and pester your neighbors about it!


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