This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters. (I John 3:16)
No, I’m not suggesting that you
should catch a grenade, throw your hand on a blade, jump in front of a train,
or do “anything” for your brothers and sisters (with thanks to Bruno Mars). I’m
suggesting something far worse. One of my pastors has said that he would do
battle with a dragon for his beloved wife, but taking out the trash for her was
a challenge. Yes, we are to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters,
but what if the death involved was of your ego, your control of your time,
money, talents, or skills? What if it required giving up your social position,
your job, your reputation? What if the “life” you are called to lay down was
convenience, or freedom? Or your being required to act as their servant,
whoever they are.
What if giving up your life
meant forgiving the other person, repeatedly? Or being seen in public acting as
an ally/friend? Or just being seen with them? Or going to jail? There are a lot
of ways that we can “give up our lives” or to “die to ourselves” that don’t
involve a cemetery plot or urn. Physically dying for someone could be an
impulsive action and take mere seconds to perform. What about acting as
caregiver to someone with Alzheimer’s? What about ending a relationship you
treasure because you know it’s not good for the other person?
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