1,000 Years

“Now, Lord, I would be Yours alone
And live so all might see
The strength to follow Your commands
Could never come from me
Oh Father, use my ransomed life
In any way You choose
And let my song forever be
My only boast is You

Hallelujah! All I have is Christ
Hallelujah! Jesus is my life.

-All I Have is Christ, Bob Kauflin

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“And If Not…”

Woman with luggage in mountains.

Each one of us can understand the feeling of change. The resistance, the pain, the excitement, the joy. Some fear it and shy away from it. Some embrace it for the sake of adventure. For the rest of us, change is like starting a new series of books. You start reading the first book trying to understand the setting and details of the characters, but at the same time your mind keeps bringing up this thought, “Either I’m going to love this story or this is going to be a big waste of time.” No matter how many recommendations from others you’ve received or reviews you’ve read, you won’t fully know if you love the story until you’ve read the words, “The End.”

That’s what’s nice about books. They have an end. They have a physical end that you can pick up and have a complete understanding about. It’s really not that complicated. Life, however, is different. Each year, week, day and moment is messy, complicated and completely unpredictable. You can’t even look ahead to the end like some do with a book (I personally think that takes the fun out of it!). Maybe you’re like me and wish that your life was simple and uncomplicated with little change. Just enough for adventure, but not enough to be painful.

Well, unfortunately, this isn’t what life brings.

What is that one thing that makes a lump form in your throat the minute someone asks the right/wrong question? Is it that horrible disease, financial debt, relational issue/status, sin struggle, life-changing decision or even that overwhelming theological question that you just can’t muster up the courage to ask? How can you possibly describe what you are going through or can you avoid the question altogether?

The moment that Adam and Eve fell, man was separated from God by a deep barrier of darkness filled with spiritual and physical thorns, suffocating mires and depressing loneliness. No good deed or standing could ever be our advocate. We needed a perfect and holy sacrifice. Jesus was that sacrifice and our propitiation for our sin. At the very moment we confess our sin, ask forgiveness and accept Jesus as our personal Savior, change happens. And that change is gloriously painful. The most painful thing we will ever experience now is our time here on earth. Our spiritual bodies are now secured alone in Christ, but our physical ones still need to die in order to be with the Lord. So, what does that mean? It means we still have to live with ourselves and now our spiritual and physical bodies don’t agree. Sanctification doesn’t look all that great to us because it also means pain. However, sanctification is a sweet smelling savor to our Father; making us holy, making us essentially more like His Son, Jesus. At the end of it all, we eternally get to be with our Lord and Savior. The One who created us loved us died for us and was raised is now interceding for us at the throne of God where we will one day be with Him forever. That’s the good news. The end of change is a perfect relationship with God. He is a good and gracious God.

So, what if your circumstances change for the better (in your opinion)? Would that change you? Let’s not try to put a, “Well, what if God is trying to do such and such” kind of statement on this. What if you thought you were doing what God wanted you to do and then your plans changed? Are you out of God’s will now?

Do we really think that we have the control to change the perfect will of God? Do we really have to understand every little detail of our lives? Why do we think we have to control everything or ask God to fit into our god-like box that we can understand. His ways are perfect and always for our good. A friend once asked me, “Sarah, if you had the choice, would you rather struggle and have God or would you rather never struggle and not have God?”

Whatever the circumstance, whatever the hurt, whatever the trial, joy or pain, God has a purpose. If He wills it, He will do it, and if not, He is still good.

A New Year’s Day Wedding and a Conversation with Tim Keller

It’s been a year since I started sharing my dreams on my blog. Almost to the day! So much has happened and it literally feels as though I’ve been on a roller coaster since moving back from Guam. Because of the busyness, I’ve been so tired that I haven’t dreamed! That is, until last night. Let me just dive in right here…

When the fuzziness starts to fade, I start seeing colors then shapes. I realize that I’m standing in a room with a bunch of bridesmaids and groomsmen. They were all trying on a special pink sweatshirt that the bride and groom had selected as their gift for being a part of the wedding party. I knew of the family but had never met the bride or groom. I was in a house that I had never seen before, but knew that it was my family’s house. Apparently, it had been New Year’s Eve the night before. There were sparkling cider and Welch’s grape juice bottles everywhere. Continue reading “A New Year’s Day Wedding and a Conversation with Tim Keller”

Cried Out in Anguish That I Might Sing

Has God ever used a phrase in scripture, in a book or even a song to pierce your soul and make something so vividly clear about Himself to you? He definitely has for me. Each Wednesday, some of our teens and sponsors come early to practice music before we sing them in our youth group. Practicing went smoothly. However, once the service began and we started the song, “How Deep,” I suddenly remembered that there was one phrase in the song that would catch me off guard. As we sung the phrase, “cried out in anguish that I might sing” I lost all control of my emotions and couldn’t finish the song. All I could do was listen as the teens sang the words that kept piercing my heart. Since music is a big part of my life, this presses on a deep place in my heart. The Spirit was reminding me of Christ’s love through His sacrifice.

Good Friday starts the Easter Celebrations. Most people may have the day off and will probably use it to spend with family or run errands. Those aren’t bad things, but do take a moment today and read through the accounts of Christ and His crucifixion. Why? Because we need to remember what He sacrificed for us. God loved us so much that He sent His only Son, Jesus to die a cruel death, to be separated from Him and to take on the full wrath of God that was meant for us. All so that we could be restored as God’s children and to be clothed with Christ’s robe of righteousness. What a beautiful and humbling thing. How deep is God’s love for us? This deep.

“And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying,

 “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” that is, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”

Matthew 27: 46 ESV

Do you realize that if we are truly God’s children through Jesus Christ, we will never say these words? He cried out these words from the deepest anguish and no one will ever have to endure them as He did. He was completely alone, separated from His Father for us. No one will suffer like Jesus. However, those who do not accept the gift of salvation through Christ alone will indeed suffer separation from God in Hell. But this is not God’s plan!  (“The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance.”-2 Peter 3:9). To receive this gift, you must accept it and have faith in the finished work of Christ alone. Will you accept this free gift of salvation?

And Jesus did not stay dead.

For death was not the end…for what happened next was nothing short of a miracle. On the third day, He defeated and conquered death; He rose from the grave. He crushed the serpent’s head and He paid the price for our sin. He did that for me and for you! After a small time on earth after His resurrection, He ascended into Heaven. Today He is very much alive and interceding for His children (Hebrews 12:2)! He has also never left us, for He left the Spirit to live in us and dwell with us. God has freed us through Christ so that we may live and praise Him! Let us rejoice and give praise to God our Father and Creator, our Redeemer and King in what He has done and what He is doing in us!

How Deep

You were broken that I might be healed.

You were cast off that I might draw near.

You were thirsty that I might come drink.

Cried out in anguish that I might sing.

 

How deep is Your love!

How high and how wide is Your mercy!

How deep is Your grace!

Our hearts overflow with praise

To You!

You knew darkness that I might know light.

Wept great tears that mine might be dried.

Stripped of glory that I might be clothed.

Crushed by Your Father to call me Your own.

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Mansions, Zombies, Evangelists & Homemade Lip Gloss

Yes, I know what you are thinking. “What in the world?” right?

Last Friday, I had the privilege of going on KHMG Harvest Family Radio here in Guam, for a special called, “Live ‘til 5” and shared my “Opera Houses & Dinosaurs” dream for the topic of the day (check out the dream below in a previous post). It was truly enjoyable to share my ridiculous dream and to hear other’s crazy dreams as well. Then, that night, I had another vivid dream. I need to say that although I don’t watch anything about zombies, for some reason there was one in my dream. Okay, before I spoil it, it is time to explain this unnatural phenomenon of a dream to you. I hope you enjoy it.

I’m standing in the middle of a beautiful mansion. Dark wood floors and furniture with intricate patterns etched to look like flowers, candles dimly lighting the paintings and portraits that were on every wall. Quickly, I see that I am with a bunch of others. I know they are friends, but I never look at them. It was sunset and the mansion was starting to get dark. All of a sudden, one of the men started growling and physically changing. I looked over and he had turned into a zombie or monster of some sort. We all were terrified and starting running all through the mansion. We starting bumping into people who were living in the mansion and we started warning them to get out because there was a crazy man or monster chasing us all. Through a terrible circumstance, we found that we had to continually run and never stop. If we stopped, the zombie would sense where we were and come to steal the life out of us (“shudder”).

As the hours crept on, we grew weary from running. I suddenly starting running down a flight of stairs and noticed glass doors in the foyer of the mansion by the spiral stairs. I hadn’t noticed them before so I was staring at them. Then all of a sudden, I heard a train and saw light streaming into a tunnel from behind the glass. It was coming towards the mansion. Then people starting lining up as the train came to a stop. The glass doors opened and all the people got inside and the train headed off. Then, I received information from unknown sources that this train was going to be coming each hour to take people from the mansion to safety in the city of Prove (I’ve been watching too much “Great British Baking Show”). I knew it was news I needed to spread to those who had been with me, but I didn’t know where they were. So, I started running again.

I ended up somehow running outside around the mansion where there was a field lined with trees and a picnic table was in the middle of it. I’m not sure why but I ran towards it. I never noticed until I reached the table that a friend had followed me. All of a sudden, a man came around from behind the table. This wasn’t some random man but an evangelist that I knew back in college! He said, “Please come sit, I have something important to tell you. Don’t worry, you are safe while you are with me.” So then, he reached out his hand and gave me and my friend some sparkly pink homemade strawberry lip gloss. He told us to put it on and so we did. I pulled a paintbrush out of the air and put on the lip gloss (currently I have a friend selling Lip Sense and I think this came up because of all the posts that I’ve been seeing lately). He then began to encourage us in the Word. We realized that the lip gloss had nothing to do with anything, but it made our lips feel nice. After he was done sharing, he told us that it was now our mission to gather all those who were in the mansion and get them on the train going to the city of Prove. Then, the sky became so clear that the stars started becoming 3D and starting swarming around us. After this, my friend and I ran inside determined to get everyone on that train.

Once inside, we started telling everyone to go down to the foyer to get ready for the train. At some point, we were told that we could rest because the zombie monster had gone to sleep. So, as I laid down next to the glass doors of the train and closed my eyes, I woke up.

I would love to hear one of your stories! Post below!

My Jonah Heart

In this time of our country, especially during election season, there are many mixed feelings that start to develop in our hearts and minds. Anger and worry set in at the state of our country and we wonder what our future may be, we get frustrated at the candidates that we have to choose from, we post every feeling and disagreement we have on social media and we voice our opinion on how we think our country should change. I’ve seen and heard how some are so overwhelmed by the thought of our country never getting back up from the pit we are in. Many have even said that they would rather just leave America and never come back. And I’ve heard Christians say, “Why can’t the Lord just return and take us home.” This is not only what I’ve heard from others, but what I’ve said, what I’ve thought, and what I have prayed. I have felt these feelings were good desires, even righteous! Until recently. God showed me my own ugly heart. First, it started with a quote from C.S. Lewis’ book, The Screwtape Letters which reads:

My Dear Wormwood,

Be sure that the patient remains completely fixated on politics. Arguments, political gossip, and obsessing on the faults of people they have never met serves as an excellent distraction from advancing in personal virtue, character, and the things the patient can control. Make sure to keep the patient in constant state of angst, frustration, and general disdain towards the rest of the human race in order to avoid any kind of charity or inner peace from further developing. Ensure that the patient continues to believe that the problem is “out there” in the “broken system” rather than recognising there is a problem with himself.

Keep up the good work,                                                                                                                                                  Uncle Screwtape

This quote hit me like a ton of bricks. God was showing me something I’ve never been convicted over before. Then, as I was listening to a recent presidential debate and remembering all the posts and articles I’ve read in the past few months, I became so burdened for my country and longed for what it used to be. “One nation under God.” But my sinful self played off the burden God had given me and started to point the focus inward. I started to think what I had thought numerous times before; the very thoughts I shared a moment ago, “Lord, how long will you wait before you return and take us home? I can’t take this anymore. I want out. Wouldn’t it be better to live in another country? My country is dying!” Then as the Holy Spirit does, it fought back my selfish thoughts with God’s Word. These words came with a special kindness and quietness. The words, “remember Jonah” flooded into my mind. As soon as these words came, I was confused but kept thinking through the events of the story. I thought through Jonah’s rejection of God’s command to go to Nineveh, his running away from God, his trial of being in the belly of a fish for 3 days, his repentance, his journey back to Nineveh to warn them that God would destroy them, Nineveh’s repentance, God’s mercy on Nineveh, and then, Jonah’s response to their repentance and God’s mercy:

“And he prayed to the LORD and said, “O LORD, is not this what I said when I was yet in my country? That is why I made haste to flee to Tarshish; for I knew that you are a gracious God and merciful, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love, and relenting from disaster. Therefore now, O LORD, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.”

Jonah 4:2-3, ESV

Nineveh was a wicked city full of people that had turned from God to their own ways. Yet, they repented when they heard God’s warning and God had given them mercy. Jonah was angry that God did not destroy Nineveh and asked God to take his life. Jonah could not bear to see the people of Nineveh be saved and thought he would be better off dead. That was it. I suddenly was so ashamed of my thoughts. I desired for the Lord to return soon, but never thought about how my want for His return was not about the glory of Christ, but on the relief of my own personal trials and circumstances. I was so convicted. I’ve always thought that when there were hard times in my life and I responded with, “Lord, I just want you to return,” that my thoughts were righteous and even good. But yet, the Lord convicted me and reminded me that any good thought or deed that I do is all because of Christ’s work alone and not of my own doing. My ways are tinged with sin because I am a sinner. I was amazed and thankful that God would be so kind and merciful to someone so focused on self. He lovingly showed me His mercy and long-suffering for America and for the world through the conviction of my “Jonah heart.” I am thankful God’s Word gives us examples of imperfect people, like Jonah, so we can identify with their mistakes and see the mercy God has given us.

Today is the day of salvation. God is warning us that our time is short, but that He is merciful. In the midst of all that is happening in our country and in our personal lives, we can share the Good News of Jesus Christ. God is loving and long-suffering. Our world needs to repent and turn to God.

“For with the heart one believes and is justified, and with the mouth one confesses and is saved. For the Scripture says, “Everyone who believes in him will not be put to shame.” For there is no distinction between Jew and Greek; for the same Lord is Lord of all, bestowing his riches on all who call on him. For everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”

Romans 10:10-13, ESV

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Opera Houses & Dinosaurs

Have you ever had a dream that was so detailed it almost felt real, yet was so ridiculous you knew it wasn’t? I happen to have very detailed and intricate dreams at times and I have retold some of these dreams to friends and family because they are so entertaining. However, the other week I had one of the craziest dreams I’ve ever had in my life. Seriously, I don’t know where it came from. So, for your enjoyment, here is my dream, “Opera Houses and Dinosaurs.”

First, I see that I’m in a beautiful opera house. It was probably the most gorgeous one I’ve ever been to and I had never seen it before. It was in the evening and the carpet was a deep red. There was gold in every corner and candlelight in the foyer. The house lights were on and the place was full of people. I realized that the performance must have been over since everyone began chatting and scuffling, trying to leave. I looked over and saw that I was with four other friends. The faces kept changing so I never knew exactly who I was with (I’m sure you’ve experienced this in your dreams), but I knew they were friends of mine. I curiously started looking around at the details in the room when suddenly, I heard gasping. When my friends and I looked over, we saw a man holding a black tube of light. There were six holes on it where the light would stream out. However, it was so bright that it looked like the whole tube was glowing. He then started to weaken while everyone just stared at him not knowing what to do. Then we heard another gasp from across the room. Another man holding an identical tube. Now, here is where it got a little scary…they both started to hunch down like they were fading. All of a sudden I had the knowledge that there were more and we needed to find them quickly. We didn’t know how many tubes there were at first, but when we found 5 tubes and I knew that was what we needed. Once we put the tubes together and held them in the air, the man in front of us immediately healed, but the other man was gone. We found that whatever force it was choosing one person to live.

After everyone frantically left in horror, we then, the 5 of us, decided to pull the tubes of light apart. This was a mistake. We each felt a surge of light pulse through us but didn’t know what it was. The next morning we woke up to have all turned to dinosaurs (absolutely ridiculous). None of us knew what type we were at first because we couldn’t remember anything while we were dinosaurs. Then, at sundown, we would return to our human form. At this point, the opera house had been permanently closed and we all started living there since we couldn’t live normal lives. There was a catch to when we turned into humans though. Each night, after we locked the doors, the light tubes would disperse from their place and disappear inside the opera house. We would then have to find them like we did that first night and bring them together in a holding place or we would die. We knew that we could never let the light tubes escape and hide outside or they would be impossible to find. There was one room that was filled with all kinds of books and unknown objects that would keep us human if we stayed there. We did most of the time but still had to go out for different reasons.

One night, one of my friends decided to follow a curious glow by the lake outside of the opera house. Of course, I followed and saw when we reached the lake that there was a woman there. She was humming and dancing around. The closer I got to her I realized that she looked more like a witch. She had a cauldron that was glowing and putting off a green smoke. She never turned around to look at us but kept pouring things in from her cabinet set making some kind of concoction. All of a sudden, my friend tried to walk up to her and accidentally went through the green smoke coming out of the cauldron. He then starts running towards me and when he ran passed I could see that his face looked different. Almost distorted; like a T-Rex! Before I could react to what I had just seen, I had accidentally walked through the vapor as well. I turned quickly and ran towards the opera house. As soon as I reached the door, I realized that my face was turning and I finally could see that the type of dinosaur I was becoming was probably a Triceratops. In my mind, I knew that somehow this vapor was turning us into dinosaurs permanently. If we couldn’t remember anything while we were dinosaurs during the day we wouldn’t be able to gather the light tubes and then we would all die…and then I woke up.

What’s the craziest dream you have had?

Living Waters

It’s almost been 2 1/2 years since my last article on Beyond the Road Less Travelled and God has done a lot in my life since then. I hope to write more frequently and maybe put some posts with thoughts that have been “on the shelf.” Honestly, God’s been teaching me more of the same things that I’ve posted in the past, just in deeper and more humbling ways. The older I get, the more sin I see, the more love of God I see, the more of His sweet mercy I see. If we stay faithful, trials get harder and each wound cuts deeper, but not apart from being filled with the sweetness and fulfillment God provides through the pouring of His Spirit and healing springs of His Word.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my Word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.”

Isaiah 55:8-11,  ESV

When we are filled with God’s Word, God reveals our putrid nature and we are shown how much grace He’s actually given us. And through every failed test, He lovingly and patiently proves it. The Christian life is not easy and as Christians, we need to humbly and constantly be submitting to God by being in His Word. I know I can fall into the thinking that I can graze by life without barely a scratch or losing a breath. Have you ever felt this way? I struggle every single day with it. We are called to be holy, we are called to be set apart, we are called to share in Christ’s sacrifices that He bore for us! He has already paid the price, yet we are called to die in order that we may also be glorified with Christ (Romans 8).

We were broken, but after Christ bought us back from what separated us from our Father, He has made whole again at the cross and when we reach heaven we will share in His glory. Our future is secure! We are being torn apart, broken more and more each day from our fleshly selves so that each time you look at us, Christ is shining more brightly. Did you realize that?

I’ve realized that over these 2 1/2 years of being in Guam, I am no more wise than I am humble or more humble than wise. I’m a true sinner with no goodness in me. However, I am a redeemed sinner. Any drop of any goodness, love, mercy, grace, humility or wisdom comes from the Holy Spirit who was given to me at Salvation. My salvation had a cost and that was paid by the very blood of my Savior, Jesus Christ who ransomed me. Because of what Christ did for me, I will imperfectly run and strive for the prize, which is Christ, Himself, though my soul is already forever promised to the Lord of Living Waters!

“Are you thirsty?
Are you empty?
Come and drink these living waters.
Tired and broken;
Peace unspoken.
Rest beside these living waters.”

Living Waters by Keith and Kristyn Getty

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Dear Family and Friends,

Lilly, AG and me

Since the fall of 2010, I have been traveling with the Galkin Evangelistic Team. After 4 years, this year is my last year. It is a bittersweet feeling. I will miss the team and the kids, but it has been such a sweet growing time in my relationship with God. I have seen God change me in so many ways, and I rejoice in His promise that He will continue to do a good work until the day of Jesus Christ (Phil. 1:6).

I have loved traveling, but have loved what God has taught me along the way even more. However, it hasn’t been easy. One of the passages God used was 1 John 4. God showed me that I am fearful of what people think about my spiritual state, my past circumstances and my future. I didn’t love God or others, I loved myself. I was insecure in God’s love for me, so couldn’t possibly love God or anyone besides myself.

Throughout the years of working at Northland Camp and traveling, God continued to use His Word to change me and to grow closer to Him. He used James 4 to show me that God pursues my heart; that He is jealous for my affections. When I start turning towards God He runs to me like the father ran to the prodigal son. He then used Hebrews 12 to encourage me to keep running the race by looking at the finished work of Christ. Colossians 3 summed it all up by telling those that are in Christ to seek those things which are above and to not set your affections on things on the earth. Praise the Lord that He has used His Word to bring me to Him. My God has been so kind as to make the Gospel clearer than it has ever been before. Obviously, this is not of anything I can do or any other person, but through what God has done alone. I need to live a grace-dependent life, not a self-dependent one.

Our team has served different churches around the United States, and I have asked myself what am I living for? Have I been living for myself, because I want to look spiritual or do I really want to serve God? As I grew, I realized that yes I do live for self because I have a flesh, but I also have the Spirit fighting my flesh as well that wants to live for God fully! I have always been burdened to work in a church somewhere, wherever God may lead, but I didn’t know where to go after traveling.

I have prayed about the possibility of being apart of Gospel Grace Church in Salt Lake City. I would hopefully get a normal job and pray that God would provide ways to share the Gospel. However, after praying about it for a long time, I realized that although this burden is still on my heart, that it wasn’t time to move to Salt Lake City yet. So, I prayed that God would open doors.

Last fall, God amazingly provided an open door to move to Guam and be a part of Harvest Baptist Church! As I prayed about it more, I filled out the application and waited. I wasn’t sure that I would be given a job, but I had been praying that God would shut the door if this was not His will for me. Then in January, someone from the church called and asked for an interview. I was so excited that God was showing me what I was to do after traveling and to keep pursuing it! After talking with the music pastor, they offered me a job!!

God provides in such miraculous ways! So, I will be moving to Guam in August and be working there at the church. There are so many opportunities there and I have personally been burdened for girls my age and look forward to fellowshipping with them and being involved in music as well.

It won’t be easy being away from family and friends, but I pray that God will use this season in Guam to bring us all closer to Him and more dependent on Him. I love my family and will miss them greatly. Praise the Lord for His guided hand!

What Defines You?

lightstock_99121_medium_sarah_roeSince traveling, God has been kind to show me the sins and faults that I have never seen before. But, for the past two weeks, God has been peeling back some undesirable sins in my life.  There is a difference, you know, in sins that are tolerable and sins that are undesirable. Maybe even describing them as the sins that you are okay with having or sins that you have grown comfortable as claimed, but then, there are sins that you would rather not have anyone see, not even yourself.

God is kind to expose those kinds of sin. If I just kept living in my tolerable sin, I wouldn’t see the wickedness of my heart. Ironically though, the sin that God has been exposing in me happens to be, in my mind tolerable and undesirable. It just got exposed at different times and in deeper ways. Mine is FEAR.

This sin, for many years, has been the sin that keeps me “looking” spiritual. For example, I fear what others think, so I serve and try to live righteously in my own efforts. It has also been a sin that I have claimed as an excuse or label. This is where God wanted me. How does this happen? Well, once exposed to my fear of man, I broke. God started putting in me a desire for Him and a realness of my sin. I had a hunger for God. God used this raw form to make me see what my sin was; wicked. I actually experienced freedom in claiming I was a sinner! Through months of this stripping of my rotten self-righteousness, God used His Word and His people to show me that I was okay being a sinner. Christ died for sinners, not for perfect people. However, I got comfortable and let the sin become a weight in my spiritual race. I allowed fear to define me. Sarah is a fearful person. I was okay with that.

Should that be the end? Should I let sin define who I am?

Colossians 3:3 states, “For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God.” This verse tells me that if I am saved, I have died. My sin has died with Christ. And I am now hidden in Christ. Romans 7:4a states, “Wherefore, my brethren, ye also are become dead to the law by the body of Christ.” So, I should not claim only my sin, because I am to know that I am a sinner. But, if I claim only that I am a sinner then I am the publican, who couldn’t see that he was hidden in Christ. Neither can I claim that I am self-righteous, or I am the Pharisee, who could only see what he had done for God in His own strength. He couldn’t see that it is Christ who has done the work.

“Looking unto Jesus the Author and Finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him, endured the cross, despising the shame and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God”

Hebrews 12:2

Jesus completed a perfect race. Why should I claim anything but Christ? Because of Christ, He defines who I am: a child of God, hidden in Christ. May my life dwindle in the light of Him