Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Abandoning All

From Blog11

Thoughts On Mark 10:28-31

Abandoning all
On hearing the call,
Nets now dry,
Boat up high.
They follow Jesus,
Go where he pleases,
Even toward Jerusalem,
Wondering--Will we die with him?
And all for what?
To be forgot?
Each sacrifice
Is repaid thrice
And dozens more.
God has in store
Yet in this life--
Both house and wife,
Abundant lands and sons--
And in the age to come
For all his sons (his friends)--
Full life that never ends.
What have you left behind?
What did you abandon,
Forsake, destroy, cut off?
Did you give up anything?
Did you give up dreams of wealth?
Did you give up this world's fame?
What have you left behind?
Did you give up all you were,
Your self-sustained morality,
Your pride, your prejudice, your gods?
What habits have you killed?
What did you abandon?
What have you left behind?
It's not enough to leave things behind.
We must also follow Jesus.
Not just go visit him now and then;
We must follow him.

    Peter began to say to him, “See, we have left everything and followed you.” Jesus said, “Truly, I say to you, there is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or lands, for my sake and for the gospel, who will not receive a hundredfold now in this time, houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and lands, with persecutions, and in the age to come eternal life. But many who are first will be last, and the last first.”
--Mark 10:28-31 ESV


dfish said...

Great point that just sacrificing isn't enough, we must follow. The first few verses of I Corinthians 13 make the same point.

Ρωμανός ~ Romanós said...

I think that when we follow the gracious call of Christ, for real, we aren't really worrying about what we're giving up, but looking forward to what we are receiving—from Him, His friendship, His love, and yes, especially His life—eternal life.

Honestly, there is such an impassable and clean break with my childhood religious faith, Catholicism, with all of its 'give up this, give up that,' that ever since I met the Lord and received His call, I have never felt that I gave anything up, but that only and always I was on the receiving end of His unquenchable and inexhaustible grace. The Son of God gave up all for me, and following Him there is simply no more consciousness of loss or deprivation. Everything has become pure gift, pure love lavished in abundance.

Was I a desperate sinner before I met the Lord? I don't know. I lived a pretty straight and narrow life. You can't wander far or misbehave much when you're brought up in the straight-jacket of religious Christianity. But the depth and faithfulness of Christ's grace in my life makes me think that whatever I might have looked like on the outside, I must have been desperately sinful for Him to cover me so completely with His forgiveness and mercy.

He who has been forgiven much, loves much.

Yes, I guess there is one thing I have had to sacrifice: hating my brother. Hating is so hard though, takes so much out of you, that giving it up is a pure pleasure.

This poem of yours is excellent, by the way.