The things that will grow your spiritual man are always the hardest things for the flesh to get behind, accept, and practice. The flesh knows you’re trying to kill it; it knows that the more you grow in the virtues of prayer, fasting, reading the Word, the likelier you are to bridle your tongue, make a covenant with your eyes, love your enemies, and pray for those who spitefully use you.
Not only did
Jesus say we are to pray for those who use us, but who spitefully do so. It’s a
turn of phrase that I’ve spent some time pondering, because ever since I could
remember, words and the meaning of words have fascinated me. As one of the
greatest wordsmiths of recent years was fond of saying, words mean things.
The addition of
the word spitefully adds a whole new layer of intrigue because not only do some
individuals take advantage of others, but they also harbor animosity and
malevolence toward those they use, abuse, and exploit.
The very
individuals who insist that the surefire way to prosper is to send them a sacrificial
gift harbor resentment and dislike toward those they dupe into financing their
lifestyle. There is no love, charity, kindness, or empathy in them, but a constant
churning of spite because the feeling of self-loathing has to have a release
valve, and they can’t run the risk of looking in the mirror and seeing
themselves for what they truly are.
A hireling does
not care about the well-being of the sheep as long as they can fleece their
wool. Concern for the sheep’s spiritual health, however, is top of mind for any
true shepherd. One need only look to spot the difference. A hireling does not
care where the sheep graze, what they consume, or how many predators are
circling them, as long as, at the end of the day, the check clears and the money
hits their account. Some sheep have even taken this permissiveness as an
expression of love instead of what it really is, which is indifference to their
spiritual health and well-being.
I love my pastor.
He never rebukes, he never chastens, he never corrects, he never admonishes, and
we’re in and out of service in forty minutes flat. There’s never any of that
heavy talk regarding hell or accountability; he keeps it light, and I
appreciate it. Why, just last week, he gave a twenty-minute talk on how one
jalapeno pepper has like fifty seeds that can each grow a new jalapeno. I never
knew that. I learned something without feeling bogged down with thoughts of
eternity and such. It's more like a variety show than anything else, really.
John 10:11-14, “I
am the good shepherd. The good shepherd gives His life for the sheep. But a
hireling, he who is not a shepherd, one who does not own the sheep, sees the wolf
coming and leaves the sheep and flees; and the wolf catches the sheep and
scatters them. The hireling flees because he is a hireling and does not care
about the sheep. I am the good shepherd; and I know My sheep, and am known by
My own.”
It is a shepherd’s
duty to corral the sheep, to keep them from wandering off into the woods, or
grazing beyond the pasture where they might consume something that will make
them sick or outright kill them. The Word of God has guardrails for similar
reasons, and what is good and what is evil is clearly delineated therein.
We often point to
the parable of the good shepherd leaving the ninety-nine to go in search of the
one, failing to acknowledge that what the parable is really about is the goodness,
mercy, love, and kindness of the shepherd rather than the obstinacy of the
sheep who chose to go where he wasn’t supposed to be in the first place and got
himself in trouble for the effort.
Even so, heaven
does not rejoice for the sinner that remains a sinner, but for the sinner who
repents. It’s not a distinction without a difference; it’s the difference
between life and death.
After declaring
that he neither rejoiced in the destruction of those who hated him, nor lifted himself
up when evil found them, Job turns his sights on the stranger, the sojourner,
the traveler, those who would come and go, likely never to be heard from again,
and insists that he opened his door to them, and did not let them lodge in the
street.
Once again,
context matters, and given that Job likely lived among nomadic people, and
there were those who were constantly moving, never staying in one place for too
long, it was a much-appreciated kindness to have someone feed you and give you a
place to sleep for the night. What the sojourner did not do was claim Job’s
tent as their own, demand that he feed them, or attempt to displace Job and become
permanent fixtures in his house.
Job knew what was
his, and willingly shared what he had with those who encountered him in their
travels. He was not practicing socialism as some have quipped. Rather, he was
being a gracious host willing to share a meal with a traveler and give them a
place to rest for the night. It is a dangerous thing to force one’s worldview
into the lives and times of individuals who lived thousands of years ago and
insist this ought to be the way of things today.
Yes, be gracious,
be kind, be giving, be charitable, but all those things require that one has a
choice in the matter. Forced redistribution of goods isn’t charity, it’s
legalized theft. That is not what Job was practicing, nor do I believe he would
have stood for it were that the case.
Certain people with demonstrable and well-defined agendas have gotten brazen when it comes to coloring outside the lines, insisting that Jesus would do what the Word declares He never would, accept as virtue what He called sin, and this extends to every pet issue or pet doctrine one might cling to rather than to Him. Men will twist Scripture to make it fit into their worldview rather than allow Scripture to transform them into the likeness of Christ, and the only foreseeable outcome for such brazenness is utter destruction.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea, Jr.