In addition to the name Christian, the Bible uses a host of other terms to identify the followers of Jesus. Scripture describes us as aliens and strangers of God, citizens of heaven, and lights to the world. We are heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ, members of His body, sheep in His flock, ambassadors in His services, and friends around His table. We are called to compete like athletes, to fight like soldiers, to abide like branches in a vine, and even to desire His Word as newborn babies long for milk... Yet, the Bible uses one metaphor more frequently than any of these...It is the image of a slave. Time and time again througout the pages of Scripture, believers are referred to as slaves of God and slaves of Christ.
Listen to the words of Charles Spurgeon--- "Where our Authorized King James Version softly puts it as "servant" it really is "bond-slave". The early saints delighted to count themselves Christ's absolute property, bought by him, owned by him, and wholly at his disposal. Paul even went so far as to rejoicde that he has the marks of his Master's brand on him, and he cries, 'Let no man trouble me; for I bear in my body the marks of the Lord Jesus.' There was the end of all debate; he was the Lord's, and the marks of the scourges, the rods, and the stones were the broad-arrow of the King which marked Pauls' body as the property of Jesus the Lord. Now if the saints of old time glories in obeying Christ, I pray that you and I...may feel that our first object in life is to obey our Lord."What a perfect ending to a date night. Dave and I have really had to fight for time this semester, and we are beyond thankful that we both have Tuesday after 5:30pm that we can set apart for each other and invest in our marriage. We celebrated our 10 month with me getting my wisdom teeth removed (which went super smoothly and healed very well) haha Pretty lame but it was good time to reflect on our marriage...
I have been really convicted lately that I lack a spirit of meekness...to die to my own rights just as Jesus did when he washed the disciples' feet in the Upper Room as a King serving the servants, in the Garden as he was arrested in secret without reason but without defense, on the cross as he was crucified unjustly, treated cruely, and responded only in prayer and love. I am so quick to defend myself, to lash out, to demand my rights rather than cover it with love and demonstrate Christ in those moments.