Skip to main content

Put Your Clothes On

           Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. (Colossians 3:12)

          Clothes are multipurpose pieces of material. One job clothes have is to protect the body from the weather, the sun, critters that might attack, weapons, and from unwanted attention that might be given to parts we prefer weren’t the center of everyone’s attention. Another purpose is to draw attention to ourselves in general or to parts that we do want to be the enter of everyone’s attention. (And if those clothes are successful in directing that attention, it should hardly be considered the fault of the person whose attention has been directed.) The key thing about clothes is that they are not naturally a part of us. They are foreign material that we apply to ourselves to make our lives simpler, safer, and less embarrassing, and sometimes even more attractive, more attention-grabbing.
          Paul writes that we should be clothed with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. That at least suggests that they are foreign to us. Some people claim we developed them as an evolutionary adaptation to ensure the survival of the species, but I can tell you without a doubt that I’m not kind because I was the human race to survive. I don’t think I know anyone who is humble so that another generation can be born. In fact, a million times a year in the United States, just the opposite is true, a member of the next generation is killed so that someone in this generation isn’t humbled or inconvenienced.
         Some people say that we learn to wear these things by experience. If we’re kind, others are kind back. There is some truth to this idea, I think, but there is also an error. When we are “kind” in order to receive kindness, we aren’t really being kind. What we’ve put on is someone’s knock off brand, not the designer original. Even when we’re humble because we want to be, the attire doesn’t fit right. When we’re compassionate in a way that makes us feel good but doesn’t actually help the recipient, we’re wearing our pants on our heads, our shirts on our feet and socks dangling on each ear. Experience may teach us how to wear these things, but only if it’s the right experience. If we don’t put them on, what’s left for others to see really isn’t all that attractive. It needs to be dressed up a bit to be presentable in public – constrained, controlled, contained, corrected, contoured….

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

The Right Road

          Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. (Psalm 139:7-12)                  For years before GPSes existed, I told people I wanted something in my car that would tell me, “Turn left in half a mile…turn left in a quarter mile…turn left in 500 feet… turn left in 100 feet…turn left now …You missed the turn, Dummy!” The problem isn’t necessarily that I get lost so much as I’m afraid I’ll get lost. I don’t want to have to spend my whole trip stressing over the next turn. I have the same problem with my spiritual journey.   

Died as a Ransom

                 For this reason Christ is the mediator of a new covenant, that those who are called may receive the promised eternal inheritance—now that he has died as a ransom to set them free from the sins committed under the first covenant. (Hebrews 9:15)                  This is something I’d really rather not think about but here it is and it’s important. I was reading in Bold Love about seeking revenge.  The author wrote of seeking justice when a supposed Christian does something sinful, harmful, and/or horrific, like sexually abusing a daughter.  And the thought that came to mind was of God asking if Jesus’ death was sufficient payment to me for the sin committed against me.                I have no specific longing for revenge, vengeance, or justice. I’m sure there are some lurking somewhere in my heart, but this wasn’t a response to one. It was more a question of principle. Jesus’ death was sufficient payment for to God for our sins.  That’s the standard Sunday Schoo

Out of the Depths

  Out of the depths I have cried to You, Lord. Lord, hear my voice! Let Your ears be attentive to the sound of my pleadings.   If You, Lord, were to keep account of guilty deeds, Lord, who could stand? But there is forgiveness with You, so that You may be revered. I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and I wait for His word. My soul waits in hope for the Lord more than the watchmen for the morning; Yes, more than the watchmen for the morning. Israel, wait for the Lord; for with the Lord there is mercy, and with Him is abundant redemption. And He will redeem Israel from all his guilty deeds . (Psalm 130)             I like Mr. Peterson’s interpretation of the first line. “The bottom has fallen out of my life!” Of course, the problem for some of us is the fact that we’re drama queens, and/or we’re weak. Any time anything happens that disturbs our sense of mastery and control, the bottom has fallen out of our lives. If the past couple of days have taught me anything, they’ve t