I’ve got this paper taped up on the inside of the bookshelf, so when I take my Bible out in the morning, I see it – ten habits to remember, and ten Bible verses. (Maybe if I learn these I’ll stay sane, is the concept.)
I’m so afraid of letting go of these that I repeat them over and over again – and it’s not what they call the Sanctity of the Relaxed Grasp.
Because of 1 Corinthians 6:19-20, “[Y]ou are not your own; you have been bought with a price. Therefore, glorify God in your body.” I ought to hold loosely.
Oswald Chambers writes,
“The first thing God does with us is to get us based on rugged Reality until we do not care what becomes of us individually as long as He gets His way for the purpose of His Redemption. Why shouldn’t we go through heartbreaks? Through those doorways God is opening up ways of fellowship with His Son. Most of us fall and collapse at the first grip of pain; we sit down on the threshold of God’s purpose and die away of self-pity, and all so-called Christian sympathy will aid us to our death bed. But God will not. He comes with the grip of the pierced hand of His Son, and says — ‘Enter into fellowship with Me; arise and shine.'” (Utmost, Nov. 1)
It’s where I end that Christ begins.
I want to let Him in more, More! I’ve had enough of Me.
My Old Testament professor laughed when he told the crazy story of Joseph, how everything was exactly Romans-Eight-Twenty-eight, Category M: for Miraculous.
I need a God who is Miraculous.
I need a God who is El-Shaddai, God Almighty, who turns the ocean into dry land, who takes the form of fire.
I need Mary’s God – “… for the Mighty One has done great things in me; holy is His name!” – who shows His strength by lifting up the humble and remembering His mercy.
“We are not sanctified for ourselves,” writes Chambers. (Thank goodness!)
I don’t need a sanity manifesto, listing off ways to stay sane.
I need a sanctity manifesto, listing just one Name – because it’s only for Him that I’m being sanctified.
Elisabeth Elliot writes of Amy Carmichael,
“‘We are not asked to SEE,” said Amy. “Why need we when we KNOW?” We know–not the answer to the inevitable Why, but the incontestable fact that it is for the best. ‘It is an irreparable loss, but is it faith at all if it is ‘hard to trust’ when things are entirely bewildering?'”
Yet He asks us to exchange our choke-hold on life not for nothing at all, but for “the grip of the pierced hand of His Son.”