Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword. For I have come to part asunder… Jesus in Matthew 10:34-35
Asunder comes from the Old English phrase on sundran, which means: into separate places.
Christ is the dividing line: before the Cross and after the Cross. There are two places we find ourselves and no more. Our hearts are either one of stone or one of flesh. Our spiritual life, the union with God in Christ, is either dead or it’s alive. Our lives are either in a constant state of motion and worry, or we have found Christ to be our rest. There are varying degrees of these two paths in every life, as I have stated before, this is progressive. We become. We grow. But Christ is the divider; the Sword separating us. The tension is real and undeniable; it is also painful. This is the part of the journey I find myself in these days. What I once was able to share so inclusively and affirmingly towards all is something that I am no longer able to find, though I’ve groped around in search of it. To be one with our Great Warrior means our entrance into the battle with and in Him. The religious carnage is massive. His blood cries out for mercy still. To hear His Voice to-day is not as common as one might think, given the availability of Christian-anything. It would shock us, and does shock us, when one with the most outward appearance of Christianity, one with a fountain of biblical (head) knowledge would hold the least peaceful position of heart; one more of distrust towards the Father; a beggar at His door. The tension becomes almost unbearable when faced with this in a family relationship. Sometimes to the point the enemy using the other’s religious anxiety to steal your peace in order to make you a slave again. (Galatians 2:4)
In Galatians chapter 2 verse 5 Paul says that he: ‘did not yield in submission to these even for a moment, that the truth of the Gospel might continue to be preserved for us in its purity.’ In other words, yielding in submission to any other spirit than that of Christ destroys the truth of the Gospel, making it tainted or dirty. This is rampant. Not easily discerned. We are, as a culture, as a humanity, in the death-grip of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Christians and non-Christians alike; denominations in abundance blindly following something other than the True Gospel. We are proud of our ‘goodness,’ imperfect and untouched by the Great Lovers Love; we’re dead men and women walking and we don’t even know it because we’re so busy in religious activity and Christian business. We watch our Christian movies and read our Christian books because we think they’re better, no F-bombs, no sex scenes. But it’s not resurrecting us, it’s not supposed to. We’re spinning in the abyss of deception, never really getting anywhere, just happy to know Jesus died for our sins, yet unwilling and uneducated, if I may say it that way, on growing up in Christ; going on to maturity, leaving the milk for the meat.
And as was stated in the last post, a blind man has no need for the light. What is needed first and foremost is life from death – Christ’s life. Not our theology of Christ’s life. Not our doctrine of Christ’s life. Not our memorized Scripture lines about the life of Christ. But the actual, risen, living, in-the-power-of-an-endless-life, life, alive in us. He, who learned obedience through what He suffered, and that experience now completed, perfectly equipped Him to be the Author and Source of eternal salvation to all who give heed and obey Him. (Hebrews 5:8-9) He is knocking on our hearts through our circumstances, quietly asking, gently inviting us to participate with Him – the Tree of Life. He will not cry out or shout aloud or cause His voice to be heard in the street. (Isaiah 42:2). He knows our hungry hearts can only find true satisfaction in Him. But we are slow to learn; more eager to quench our eternal thirst at the bottom of a bottle, or in the bed of a stranger, or in the umpteenth walk up the aisle at the alter call because the last one didn’t take.
Jesus Christ is sufficient in meeting our deepest spiritual needs, our cavernous spiritual appetites. But we don’t trust Him to, and the pulpits are so mixed and tainted and dirty, we have been made to believe we can pay our way to Jesus and God’s blessings; we can have our spiritual cake and eat it too; or because we’re too ‘this’ or too ‘that’ we can’t go at all. Whatever the malady, Christ is the only cure.
Now if we have died with Christ, we believe that we shall also live with Him, Because we know that Christ (the Anointed One), being once raised from the dead, will never die again; death no longer has power over Him. For by the death He died, He died to sin [ending His relation to it] once for all; and the life that He lives, He is living to God [in unbroken fellowship with Him]. Even so consider yourselves also dead to sin and your relation to it broken, but alive to God [living in unbroken fellowship with Him] in Christ Jesus. Romans 6: 8-11 Amplified
We died with Him. We died in order that we might live. The death we die is to our old nature with all of its lusts…the life we now live is alive to God in unbroken fellowship with Him in Christ. This is not fire & brimstone. This is not legalism. There isn’t a heavy yoke being twisted around our necks. This is THE great liberation, the true gospel, that frees and awakens us; resurrecting us from a dead people to living ones, testifying of Christ Jesus our Lord.