My meditation on Titus 3:3-8.
It was not the lighting. It was not the emotionally moving music. It was not the poignant three-point sermon. It was not the pastor’s demeanor or posture. It was snot the coffee bar in the lobby. It was not the folk music on the stage. It was not the firm-gripped greeters at the door. It was not the sign and its thoughtful message. It was not the billboard announcing the service. Sure these things were used but they are not responsible.
It was the Holy Spirit.
I was once foolish, disobedient, astray, a slave to my passions and full of hatred. And nothing I did was going to achieve what his mercy would do. And because he did it, I have hope for eternity and am motivated to share this truth with others and do good.
Too often we emphasize the moment of “decision” or choice because after all we are helpless idolators that love to sing our own praises. But the decision was his. This change of my being was of no labor of mine. It is a result of the washing of the Spirit.
Let us plan well. Let us sing with excellence. Let us preach defining sermons. Let us love in community. But most of all, let us pray. Pray that in his mercy the Lord would change the hearts of our families, of our friends and of our enemies. May he draw them to himself and provide that same washing he has provided us.
This truth is hard but it is good and profitable for those whom believe. Let us cling to the truth and live in response to his grace.
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