On one Sabbath, they
walked in as they always do, with their long garments, spiced with that
Sabbath-best look of holiness. Carefully diced, rightly sliced with a dash of
cinnamon. They owned the show. And so they went about their business; busy here
and there. Not stopping to look, not stopping to care. Why should they, why
would they? They are the leaders, remember?
Oh but one entered
through the same gates, quivering, desperately crying for attention. Guess what
happened! They rushed to help and all was well, right? I also thought so but
nay. Nobody paid attention to him. He held his mat tightly to his chest, as if
it was the only possession he had. But the truth is the mat knew all his pain,
his anguish as he fought for his life; if mats could speak, his would sure tell
how he shrieked in pain all those decades he had been sick.
The day wore on; it
was business as usual. Then hushing all the music, some ‘strange’ sight grasped
their attention. Smack-dabbed, their eyeballs seemed to pop out. It could be an
understatement to say that they were all shocked at what they saw… but there he
stood, the once sick man. He was uprightly standing, with an elastic step that
easily made him the healthiest in the room. He had been healed!
Amidst shocks and
gasps, one of them gained the courage to speak.
“Howbeit that you
carry your mat on the Sabbath day?”
Ha-ha! Yeah why carry
it on the Sabbath brother, you know better, no?
Ok straight face on,
really? Is that the question to ask? What happened to ‘how did this miracle
happen?’ or ‘praise the Lord you are finally ok!’?
Talk about missing the
mark!
Sometimes we get so
caught up in rituals that we miss out on the important detail that lies in wait
of being understood, and being appreciated. Sometimes, we miss the mark so
greatly that the things that were meant to be blessings have become yokes, huge
burdens that people do not want to bear.
Rules, rules, rules!
That is all people see. What happened to the God behind all these ‘rules’? Do
people know Him, do we even show Him? Holiness is not right living; rather it
is Christ in us, the hope of glory! Christianity has become a set of thou shalt
nots, that breaking the law is the central focus and not breaking the heart of
the Friend that gave the law.
This is not even about
being liberal or conservative; it is about missing the point. Why is it that
they failed to recognize the Messiah when He was in their midst? Because they
had run away with the doctrine and left the Man of the doctrine. It had all
become about sticking to rules, doing it right… on your own. Why, because the
one who gives power was ousted, completely from the picture. And as is all
self-righteousness, it made them cold, heartless, and gave them a form of
godliness that denied the power thereof.
There is so much we
need to unlearn; we all need that life-giving power that will breathe life in
all of us. It won’t make us lower the standards, neither will it make us
tolerant, it’ll just make us realize that we can be cheerful, caring and loving
law-keeping Christians, because that is who Christ is!
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