Here are 2 economic concepts that have little to do with finances. In this post I will propose that we should begin to view our lives and the lives of our families as eternal currency.
Your life was worth the life of the son of God. That’s pretty valuable!
In our finite system, we assign value to currency in order to barter for services and goods. This worth fluctuates with the changing climate of many variables.
With an eternal economic mindset, there is no room for change. The value of human life is based on our being made in the image and likeness of God. It is sealed and Solidified by the price Jesus paid, His own life, to secure forever what is often called worthless in this life.
Between our worlds being bent on war and abortion, the sanctity of life is spit upon, laughed at and mocked. While it is sickening, it is also being reinforced at every turn. How do we combat this?
What if we, the Church, were known as the folks in the community who would…
- give people second chances
- give ex-cons jobs
- do the grunt work of tutoring when the public school systems rapidly decline (as opposed to griping about it)
- feed the hungry
- care for widows
- raise crack babies
- truly support and assist single moms
- live peaceably and joyfully with “opposing” political parties
- look out and stand up for vets, the oppressed, enslaved, handicapped, mentally ill
…tragically this list goes on.
This isn’t about trying to create an Utopian fantasy. This is about putting in the hard work of a life that follows Jesus.
Because we see the vile sinfulness of our own selves and our unworthiness in light of the overwhelming goodness of God and His blessing of adopting us, we get to joyfully give the rest of the world a picture of that love. Sure, we may screw it up, but we just keep going.
We don’t assign value. We simply get to recognize it. We never roll back prices by giving reasons and excuses. Instead we use His wisdom and follow His leading.
To spend our lives on the Gospel is a beautiful thing. But what does that entail?
Often the appeal of wartime missionary lifestyle and mindsets ends up sounding like a gong. It should sound like a full blown drum kit that has an absolute arsenal of brass.
The spectrum of lives spent on and for Jesus is enormous. This call should sound more like a set of cymbals ranging from closed hi-hats to 6 inch splashes to 22 inch rides, all the way down to wind chimes.
You see, the heart beat of God is the drum beat of missions. He is putting His hearts in us when we start seeing people the way He does and then acting differently because of that.
Obedience can be a dangerously, wonderful gift.
The same impulse that made Elizabeth Elliot and her comrades go into the villages where their husbands were slaughtered, also pushes an exhausted husband to surprise his wife with the most beautiful and ordinary date night.
As my new found friend, Mr. Pate has put it, “Missionaries aren’t superstar Christians”. They’re just obedient.
Many times, this sort of language causes people to fret. The outlook is that not everyone is called to be a missionary to some remote, cannibalistic tribe. And the truth is that they are right.
While not everyone is called to that degree for those purposes or to those peoples, we are all still called to be fellow workers with them. But this whole tangent is actually a distraction from the true issue.
Spending our lives on the Good News of Jesus Christ means that we walk in the new life he’s provided for us. The same Spirit that raised Him from the grave is bringing us peace on the path to Him.
To be clear, there are many contexts for us to spend our lives on the Gospel just as He did. Actually, our lives are his so we are just turning over the rights that are already His to Him to spend it as he sees fit.
Your life might be spent
- in the staff and leadership of a local church
- in house fires and car wrecks
- in traffic stops or drug busts
- underneath a horse, over their hooves
- in paper mills and chemical plants
- in maintenance on specialized machinery
- in board meetings
- on fields and ranches
- behind laptops
- behind cash registers
- under welding hoods
- under vehicle hoods
- with screaming, crying, laughing, running, climbing, food throwing, dirty diapered children
…the list goes on and on.
The importance is not in the activity; this all about identity. You don’t have to be secure in yourself. You have to be secure in Him and who He is and what He has done.
That frees you to live diligently through the long haul for as long as it takes and as urgently and dire, knowing the signs of the times and the frailty of human life.
Life is a vapor. Fade away with other people. That puff can become a mushroom cloud of glory. Your life matters and is being spent already. Let Him lead you and show you how He wants it spent.