For many of us, we lose sight of Christ when we focus our sight on what it is we do for Christ!
Let’s take me, for an example. For the past several days, I’ve undergone a period of depression. What I have found comforting during this time is getting up and spending my time in doing my routine work of devotion and Bible study. I am doing this “believing” this is what is holding me together. This is what brings me comfort. This tends to stem the overwhelming flood of despair and keeps my head above water, making me focus on my efforts, my routine, what I do. As a result I have developed a “savior” instead of directing my attention to the one who IS my Savior!
It is easier said than done when we claim to know God as our Savior. How many of us can say our prayer life is an actual life instead of a moment? For how many of us is our salvation based on our church attendance? Our mid-week attendance and living here in this country, Friday night Vesper service? How is our life of witnessing to others or is it because we only have need to witness of ourselves to others? We are human. It is easy for us to make mistakes and lose sight of our goal but when it becomes our goal to substitute a mission for our mistake, then we have lost sight of the Savior by having made a savior and hence our frustration will continue because the void is never filled, despite our time involved.
Pure and simple, what we, you and I, are guilty of, is actually breaking that Commandment which warns against idolatry. It is not ONLY when we have statues set up and found bowing, looking and using them as a medium to direct our thoughts. It is also when we have created our own mental images of what settles our conflict, makes us feel better during difficult times, and we go through the motions in our daily efforts, and not look to Christ as our answer to all of our problems.
I recognized during the years of addiction, it would not be my efforts, your efforts, or the church’s effort which would save me. It would not be putting sticky notes on the mirror, on the door reminding me not to do drugs. It would not be how many meetings I attended, my associations with others, or the psychologist mandated by the court which would save me, but only when I fell on my knees and looked toward the Savior, who was waiting nearby with the sole answer and ability to do what these three words, “Lord, save me” when uttered in utter despair, could and would do—just that, “save me”.
Sincerity and purpose are worthless when they are misdirected. Stop utilizing saving mechanisms when you have the Savior waiting. After all, who is the Savior?
July 28, 2015