OK, she’s twelve, but really! Maybe it’s just that I don’t like the styles today. I was wearing this stuff in the 70’s and don’t really want to go back there. But recently we had a wedding to attend, and considering she only had jeans and t-shirts in her closet, we had to go shopping.
Now, this is the most frustrating activity for she and I to do together. We’ve never agreed on how she looks best. I usually give in because it’s about how she defines herself, but this time we were going to a wedding – Geesh! We tried on all the available styles in party dresses, but she didn’t feel comfortable in such revealing clothes (Thank you, Jesus!). Eventually we wound up in the more conservative section, and with much oohing and ahhing from her father and me, she found the one in which she felt most comfortable. Thankfully, we all agreed she had made the best choice – she could attend the wedding, dressed appropriately.
This all came back to mind because of a recent debate on another blog. The blogger is a very honest person. He calls himself “Confused Christian” because he’s not really sure what he believes. The debate was way over my head, lots of atheists and agnostics with abilities in writing I will never achieve. But anyhow, I have included a portion of the debate. Confused Christian asks me how I can hold to my position that I am not condemned – that my salvation is secure:
Michelle, How can you feel comfortable that your interpretation of the Scriptures is right when there are hundreds of thousands of different theologies out there? Really, just be honest with yourself. Maybe you have too much pride to admit you don’t really know if God exists or not, or maybe you’re just too scared of a fictitious wrath coming, but aside from that, honestly ask yourself “How do I know this is all real?” -CC
CC, I so believe in a holy lifestyle but I do not believe it keeps us saved. My salvation is based upon Jesus’ final work on the cross. No man was able to keep the perfect Law of God and yet if we want to see God we must be dressed appropriately – which means to come to Him in holiness. Like the verse says, “Without holiness no man will see God.” But my holiness is nothing but filthy rags. All the righteousness I try to do on my own will never be perfect enough to see God. Only dressed in Jesus’ clothes – in His righteousness – covered by His blood – am I acceptable to God. As a result of giving myself to Him, He washes me clean. I am clean before my Lord.
I am given a white robe that I am then told to keep spotless, and without wrinkle, for the day my Bridegroom comes to take me to be with Him. I do not want to be ashamed at His coming as I will be if I’m dressed in dirty clothes. I’ve got the clothes – He gave me the robe of righteousness at salvation -will my clothes be ready to wear at the wedding feast? That’s the life on earth after salvation that we are to walk in the Spirit and not in the flesh. As I sin, do I continue to walk in the knowledge of that sin, or do I confess it and get my robe washed clean again?
This is what Jesus meant when Peter objected to Jesus washing his feet. When Jesus said, “If I do not wash you, you have no part with Me.” Then Peter responded, “Lord, then not only my feet but my hands and my head also.” Jesus said, “He who has bathed needs only to wash his feet.”
I have been washed, my clothes are pure and He will not take my robe from me, but as I get it dirty – through inevitable sin I will commit while still in the flesh – I come to Him for “spot-cleaning.” I do not believe I lose my salvation – although I did grow up under that teaching and changed my understanding as I began studying the scripture – but I do believe I have a responsibility to live my life, led by the Spirit, Who is at work in me. If I do this, daily relying upon Jesus for a holy lifestyle, then I will become more and more like Him. I press on toward the prize of the upward call in Christ Jesus. I do not believe I will reach perfection this side of Heaven.
The whole debate lasted two days and was great fun, but I don’t know if I have it in me to keep going back. I wonder if these people know how much time I spend praying that the little seeds being planted will grow?
So, what’s the point? Are you dressed for the wedding? If not, change your clothes.