struggling with all His energy
I have wanted many times to explain and share my heart as to the title of this blog, “struggling with all His energy.” I hope this post will give you my heart and why I do what I do, and one reason why I long to grow in Christ myself.
Colossians 1:24-29 (ESV) 24 Now I rejoice in my sufferings for your sake, and in my flesh I am filling up what is lacking in Christ’s afflictions for the sake of his body, that is, the church, 25 of which I became a minister according to the stewardship from God that was given to me for you, to make the word of God fully known, 26 the mystery hidden for ages and generations but now revealed to his saints. 27 To them God chose to make known how great among the Gentiles are the riches of the glory of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory. 28 Him we proclaim, warning everyone and teaching everyone with all wisdom, that we may present everyone mature in Christ. 29 For this I toil, struggling with all his energy that he powerfully works within me.What is the minister to take from this exhortation from Paul? I do not intend to exegete the passage but I hope this story from a sermon I am preparing gives a glimpse of the powerful truth Paul gives in his example to the minister of the gospel.
A young couple deeply desired to have a child. It had been nearly six years since they married and four since they began praying for a child. It seemed as though all the prayer along with doctor visits, strict diets, and treatments were all for naught. Was God unhappy with them? Had sin caused this hurt? All of their friends were having children and were starting their families. Every birth was more of a burden than a time of rejoicing to this couple. But God had heard their prayers and God did understand their desire. The four years of waiting seemed as only a day when Grace arrived. She became the passion of them both.
Years went by and their love only grew stronger for the little girl. They could not understand how anyone could have this much love for another. Among all the joy were struggles and problems but all paled in comparison to the blessing God had placed in their care. All was well until one fateful night. Grace was now thirteen and was sleeping soundly when she found herself trapped, mouth covered and terrified as a man who she did not know began carrying her out of her room. She had time to let out a small scream after biting the hand of the intruder.
Her father hearing the sound sprang from his bed into the hallway seeing in the faint darkness the outline of the predator. Without hesitation he ripped his daughter from the intruder's hands noticing in the moonlight from a window the shimmer of a knife blade quickly moving in his daughter’s direction. He threw himself between the knife and his daughter receiving the cut of the knife directly in the face. Quickly the intruder exited the house leaving behind the scar of that night on the father’s face
More years went by and Grace, now a young woman, had become deeply committed to a young man and talk of marriage began. The young man wanted to ask her father for her hand in marriage, and the night had arrived. Looking intently into the face of grace’s father, all the young man could notice was the severe scar, barely resembling the face of a man, yet reminding him if the intense love he had for his daughter, a love willing to sacrifice his very life for her. Still yet he asked, “May I marry your daughter, Grace.” To which the father responded, “Promise me you will love her the way I have loved her.”
The minister has been entrusted with preparing Christ’s bride, the church, to be presented complete when Christ returns. To do that we must love her as Christ loves her. Christ gave his life for her what are we to give?
The day of the wedding finally arrived.Grace was beautiful. Standing with her father behind the closed doors to the sanctuary, neither could hold back the tears. All the years of prayer, struggles and laboring to raise his daughter in the Lord had paid off. His love for her was evident by the scars he bore on his body, but even more was the image standing there before him in a white dress, pure and innocent about to meet her bridegroom. The doors opened and Grace’s father walked her to the alter with head held high, his job was complete and it was the bridegroom’s turn to take his place as her provision now. “Who gives this bride in marriage,” asked the preacher. “Her mother and I,” he responded knowing that he would not even trade his scared face for this day.
One day the church will be united to her bridegroom. Are you willing to fill up the afflictions lacking in the body of Christ. I don't know about you, but that is a hard question to answer. May God give the grace that we may be faithful to this task as we procliam the mystery hidden for ages but now made clear to Christ's church.