Jesus All Over Leviticus

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My best friend from Jr.High School was Jewish. I remember her family celebrating things like Yom Kippur and Hanukkah. I remember them praying and singing in Hebrew, fasting, and making weird food on Friday nights. I remember going to synagogue with her, and feeling so religious, so close to God even though I had no idea what their Rabbi was saying or why they read their bibles in the wrong direction.

I am so fond of those of memories the days before Easter, so tender towards my friends that practiced the Passover meal and Shabbat. I love looking back to remember, as I prepare my heart for what’s ahead.

The days before Good Friday, I find myself lingering in the book of Leviticus. I know, not exactly the place most people spend their devotional time, but I can’t help it in this season. The old traditions, the feasts and festivals, the guilt offerings, the peace offerings, the sin offerings, they’re all a picture of what was, what is, and what is to come.

Usually Leviticus gets a bad wrap from Christians, the book where all the “read through the Bible in year” people go to die. Leviticus is known as the book of laws and rules and rituals that we modern-day-too-busy-to-meditate-and-discover-meaning-on-our-own-people skip right over. I mean, what does a grain offering and feast of booths really have to do with us?

Everything. It has everything to do with us. It has everything to do with Jesus, Good Friday, and Easter. Jewish friends, traditions, and Leviticus have everything to do with Easter.

As I study Jewish traditions, laws, feasts, festivals, and offerings, I grow more and more convinced we can’t fully understand Jesus without Leviticus. I see so much more in Leviticus than boring, historical laws and festivals.

I see Jesus all over Leviticus.

I read through Leviticus with new eyes, eyes that appreciate what my Jewish friend’s family showed me, but eyes that see beyond just tradition, eyes that see Jesus, the Holy root. The one who came to fulfill the law. The One whom these traditions, celebrations, feasts, offerings, all foreshadowed.

The words that are repeated all over Leviticus have everything to do with Jesus:

Offering
Male
Without blemish
Atonement
Pleasing aroma
Firstfruits
Portion
Sacrifice
Kill
Blood
Anointed priest
Guilt
Sin
In place of
Bear his iniquity
Restore
Become holy
Flesh
Unclean
Washed with water
Holy crown
Tabernacle
Consecrated
Sanctified
Glorified
Purification
Cleansing
Holy place
Inside the veil
Mercy seat
Redeem
Blessing
Covenant

Jesus is all of these things. He is our High Priest, He is our offering, His blood is our atonement, a pleasing aroma, God’s firstfruits, He is our sacrifice, His death is in place of ours, He bore our iniquity, our flesh was unclean, He washed us with Living Water, restored us, consecrated us, sanctified us, invites us to dwell in the Holy place, tore the veil, redeemed us, and blessed us in the New Covenant.

Jesus is all over Leviticus. Jesus fulfills Leviticus. Jesus is the better way, the better fragrance, the better priest, the better offering, the complete sacrifice.

This Easter, don’t skip over Leviticus. Read through it. Slow down, observe, remember. Celebrate the Passover, mourn Good Friday, be still on Holy Saturday, and stand in hope on Resurrection Sunday. Look for Jesus in Leviticus and be filled with His presence all over.

Such a high priest truly meets our need—one who is holy, blameless, pure, set apart from sinners, exalted above the heavens. (Hebrews 7:26)

You were not redeemed with perishable things like silver or gold from your futile way of life inherited from your forefathers, but with precious blood, as of a lamb unblemished and spotless, the blood of Christ. (1 Peter 1:18-19)

Learning to Kiss the Wave

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I walked into a room full with nearly 300 women, hungry, eager, craving to connect to each other and learn from God’s Word. I couldn’t believe my eyes–it was my greatest fantasy come true! 

We started off by going around the table to introduce ourselves. One by one, each of them shared who they were by sharing about their job, the number of years they’ve been married, and the number of children they have. At a table of 12 women, I realized I was the only one without children. 

While they were proudly identifying with their motherhood, I was becoming more aware of my barrenness…and began identifying with fear and insecurity. Immediately, I thought, “How do I get out of this? Can I run? Can I hide under the table? Can I fake an illness? Maybe I’ll just pretend to pass out, or that I’m receiving a phone call–quick, woman, think!!!” 

When my turn inevitably came around, I skipped over the awkward by identifying myself as “not a ballerina” and confessing my addiction to books.

I’m just so clever when I’m forced to think on my feet. 

We moved on to the next woman, and no one noticed we never got to the question about children for me–I never had to say the words, “I have no children.

WHILE THEY WERE PROUDLY IDENTIFYING WITH THEIR MOTHERHOOD, I WAS BECOMING MORE AWARE OF MY BARRENNESS…AND BEGAN IDENTIFYING WITH FEAR AND INSECURITY.

After months of being at peace with infertility (mostly out of relief from stopping all the crazy doctor stuff and my hormones finally weren’t raging anymore) the grief, the shame, the embarrassment, the insecurity, and the awareness all resurfaced again that day.

I watched a new mom holding her tiny newborn, another woman walk by with her baby bump, and another begin to nurse. I felt so alone.

Alone. Outcast. Different. Insecure.

Seems like most days walking through infertility isn’t so hard. Most days, it’s not even on my mind. It’s just a “not yet” or a “someday, LORD willing,” hope-filled thought. Then there are days where I am surrounded by hundreds of moments that remind me of what I am not, days where grief comes like a tidal wave. In Sara Hagerty’s book Every Bitter Thing is Sweet, the author talks about her journey through infertility and reminds us that “grief’s tide can’t be predicted.” She shares how grief is like rain; some days have a light drizzle that you hardly notice, other days a gushing downpour.

Usually, in my suffering, I want to run away and feel sorry for myself. I want to believe the lie that I am an outcast, a leper, that no one, no one, understands. I feel alone and start believing the lies that my story is unique and my pain is too severe for anyone to understand. Rather than going to God in those moments and looking upward, I pull away and start looking inward.

MY IDENTITY DOESN’T RESIDE IN MY JOB, MY MARRIAGE, AND MY BARRENNESS.  MY IDENTITY IS IN CHRIST.

Most of us want to run from our pain–it’s only natural. We touch something hot, we pull back; we get a headache, we pop an Advil. We don’t naturally desire to lean into the pain. But God’s way is supernatural. And that day, my heart was breaking and being comforted at the same time. 

I didn’t expect the grief to come that day. Infertility was something I thought I was at peace with–a light drizzle in the background–but instead, the grief came as a full on hurricane, overcoming me like a tidal wave.

As I fought to keep from believing lies, I was reminded of the gospel. I am not an outcast, I have been grafted in (Rom. 11). I am not forgotten or alone, I am chosen and loved (Eph. 1:4). I am not a product of my past mistakes or being punished for my past sin, I am a new creation in Christ (2 Cor. 5:17). My identity doesn’t reside in my job, my marriage, and my barrenness.  My identity is in Christ.

Charles Spurgeon is quoted saying, “I have learned to kiss the wave that slams me into the Rock of Ages,” and it’s true; I am never more aware of God than when I’m drowning in the midst of pain and overwhelmed by circumstances outside of my control. It’s through the pain and grief that I’m pushed up close to the presence of God.

I HAVE LEARNED TO KISS THE WAVE THAT SLAMS ME INTO THE ROCK OF AGES

Suffering isn’t meant to knock us over; it’s meant to anchor us in. Pain takes us to a deeper place of healing, sending us to our very knees, where we can know the God of all comfort and the Prince of Peace in ways we never thought possible. Though we may often wish suffering away, God uses it to draw us near. 

So when God desired to show more convincingly to the heirs of the promise the unchangeable character of his purpose, he guaranteed it with an oath, so that by two unchangeable things, in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled for refuge might have strong encouragement to hold fast to the hope set before us. We have this as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul. (Hebrews 6:17-19a)

I’m learning to trust His purpose, not my plan.
I’m learning to find refuge in His love, not in trying to control my circumstance.
I’m learning to hunger for more of God, not for more of my own comfort or the comfort from others.
I’m learning to lean in, rather than pull back
I’m learning to hold fast to the hope set before me, in the midst of the storm.
I’m learning to anchor my soul to the Rock of Ages.

I’m learning to kiss the wave.

One who is full loathes honey, but to one who is hungry everything bitter is sweet.  (Proverbs 27:7).

*This post was originally published at SelfTalktheGospel.com. You can read more of my articles here.

Spiritual Discipline #1: Bible Study

Last Tuesday we launched our 8 week study on spiritual disciplines.  Week 1 is the topic of bible study.   Donald Whitney says of bible study “No other Spiritual Discipline rivals the importance of the intake of God’s Word. No other Spiritual Discipline can compensate for the lack of it. Without feasting on the food of Scripture, no one will enjoy a growing, healthy Christlike life.”

In her book Women of the Word, author Jen Wilkin says “the heart cannot love what the mind does not know”.  How can we love God without knowing Him through His word?  Jen Wilkin goes on to show us some of the counterproductive ways we approach bible study.  For most of us, we know we’re “supposed to” enjoy bible study, find it meaningful, and applicational.  Yet, many of us view it as one more thing to do in our day and often times it’s very dry and confusing.  Have you found this to be true of your time in God’s word?  Is it difficult to find the desire to read?  Are you struggling to connect?  Perhaps some of these approaches are causing the difficulty.

Info Graphic Bible Study MethodsGod’s word was never meant to be read a verse here and verse there, ripped out of context to make us feel better in the moment.  In fact it’s that kind of bible reading that has made us feel empty.  We know the verse is supposed to bring comfort but a few minutes later, and we’re anxious and overwhelmed again.

To make sense of life, we must know God.  To better understand God, we must read His word.  To find greater delight in reading, we must take the posture of learning about Him rather than trying to fix us.  I know it’s tempting to click that article that says “12 Verses to Help in Suffering” but for the most part, the way we endure suffering is by anchoring deeply into the character of God, not grabbing the devotional for a quick fix.  Understanding how to read the bible helps us understand God in a deeper way.

So what do you do to get the most out of your bible reading?

Here are some tips to help:  How to Read Your Bible

Also, jump in the women’s mid-size group that meets on Tuesdays and learn in a community of how to deepen your relationship with God.  Click here to sign up.

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How have you approached bible study?

What have been some of your experiences with the approaches above?

What are some things you’ve found to be helpful in regards to bible study?

Scripture #1: Pruning

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This year I didn’t really make any “New Year Resolutions”. I usually love to reset and make goals, but not this time around. This year I was realistic, and quite frankly just too tired to take inventory and list unrealistic expectations for myself.

So I chose the simpler route.

One word: Flourish

I wrote about why I chose that word here. I looked at my life and thought, I know I want this year to be about growing, thriving, and being as healthy (spiritually, emotionally, and physically) as possible. I not only want to flourish this year, but I want to help others flourish. I want to use all that God has given me and spend it helping others grow, thrive, and become healthy.

So as I thought about what I would be meditating on and memorizing this year, I wanted to be intentional, knowing that what I hide in my heart will help me flourish.

And I kept coming back to John 15. I kept thinking that in order to grow, I have to be connected to the True Vine. To bear fruit I must abide. In order to thrive and flourish, I must be willing to prune and cut back.

“I am the true vine, and my Father is the vinedresser. Every branch in me that does not bear fruit he takes away, and every branch that does bear fruit he prunes, that it may bear more fruit. (John 15:1-2)

As I read those words, I realized that growing, thriving, flourishing, starts with connecting to God, and then, pruning.

Pruning
To cut or lop superfluous or undesired twigs, branches, or roots from; trim.
To rid or remove or clear of (anything superfluous or undesirable).

In order to grow, I must connect to the Vine.
In order to thrive, I must cut out what is unhealthy.
In order to bear more fruit, I must prune.

As I was on a walk with Santino last weekend, I started thinking about our olive trees. We have an olive tree in our front yard and in our back yard that he prunes. I asked him “What do you know about pruning?”

He started teaching me and telling me about pruning and then said “If you don’t prune the branches it can grow in too much, become too heavy. The tree won’t get enough oxygen and it can suffocate.”

I stopped and grabbed him. He just preached a sermon to me in that sentence.

It can suffocate from too many untrimmed branches.

So I started this year taking a long hard look at my life, my calendar, my commitments, and started pruning. I cut out what was unhealthy, overcommitted, and just too much.

I realized much of my life was running too hard and suffocating me. I had to prune to be healthy, cut back to bear fruit.

There were some hard no’s and hard letting go’s. I’ve learned the lesson of saying no and the value of margin in my life, and I know it is a fight to keep it that way. I also know being healthy is worth the fight.

So here’s to a season of pruning, and LORD willing to a year of flourishing because of it.

Scripture 1: “Every branch in me that does not bear fruit he takes away, and every branch that does bear fruit he prunes, that it may bear more fruit.” John 15:2, ESV

If you’re memorizing a verse with me, leave it below! We’ll pick a new verse on the 1st and 15th of every month.

A Look Back on 2014

I know a lot of people hate on social media, and some for good reasons.  If it’s leading us to compare our lives to others, feel insecure, or eat up a lot of our time, we probably need to turn it off.  I, however, actually love social media.  It helps me keep in touch with friends I have in different parts of the country, my family that lives out of town, friends from high school/college, former coworkers, and I even keep in touch with former students.  There’s another reason I love social media, it documents my year, sort of like a photo journal of 2014.

As we were driving to visit my family out of town, I glanced through this past year’s Instagram pictures.  It’s amazing what we forget happens in a year.  I am so glad I documented some of the extraordinary moments of 2014, but I’m even more glad I documented the ordinary moments.  I don’t want my phone with me everywhere I turn, I want to be present and in the moment, not behind a screen, but I am so thankful I had these pictures to look back on because I forget.

When we went to Israel, we got a ring to wear around our finger that had the words “Remember, do not forget” in Hebrew.  In Deuteronomy 8, the LORD through Moses reminds the people to remember.  Remember what the LORD commanded, remember what the LORD led you to and saw you through, remember the hard, remember the good, remember His grace.

I looked back at pictures and moments from 2014 and realized remembering is a spiritual discipline, looking to all things and seeing God’s work in your life, in the extraordinary and the ordinary moments. He is Immanuel, God with us, at every moment, those that are captured and those that are not.  Here are some of my moments, of remembering the LORD, and refocusing on His presence with me.

Some marked moments and rocks of remembrance in 2014

I started seminary in January.  This had been on my heart for years, and I started and completed more than half of master’s degree in Ministry & Leadership: Pastoral Care to Women this year.

Seminary

We visited Imago Dei in Portland and took communion next to my friend from high school.  Such a sweet moment of realizing we both used to drink wine to party, and we’re now drinking wine to remember the LORD and His grace.

Imago Dei

We hosted IF:Gathering at The Well.  Nearly 200 women came from different churches in our city, some even as far as the central coast, differences aside, united in Christ.

IF

A marked moment of the women gathered kneeling in prayer.

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These encouragers.  Kim, Jen, Katie, Yvonne spur me on, challenge me, encourage me, and love me.  Grateful for these friendships!

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I visited some of my old students.  I taught them 3 years ago.

Students

This one.  Giovanni, forever on my heart.  What a year we had together.  I was sure he thought I was the hardest teacher he ever had. Until I saw him 3 years later, and he ran up to me, nearly knocking his desk over, and we hugged each other.  It was the sweetest reminder from the LORD that sometimes you have no idea the seed you are planting and the fruit it will bear until years later.

Giovanni

I started a new job at The Well, full time ministry shepherding women and leaders at the North Campus and partnering with this girl.  She is strong where I am weak, so grateful for her and her love for making phone calls and updating F1!

North

Starting a new job meant leaving an old job.  I said goodbye to teaching after 8 years.  I still miss Gustavo!

Teaching

In June, we celebrated 8 years of marriage!

8

Santino bought me a bike.  I tried the road bike thing like 3 times and realized I’m much more of a beach cruiser kinda gal.Bike

We celebrated Santino’s 33rd birthday exactly how he wanted, with his family around the table, in our backyard.

Family Meal

We spontaneously took a trip to San Francisco to catch a baseball game. Go Giants!

SF

Our neighbors have become like our second family.  We just love this little lady Ellie.

Ellie

This is all of us on Christmas Eve.  Love those Cipollas.

Cips

I wrote my second bible study, and for the first time ever taught in front of about 200 women.  This was scary obedience, and yet I’ve never felt more clear about the call on my life to write and teach.

SOTM

We spent slow evenings at home, eating cookies and watching TV.  It’s these ordinary moments I love the most.

TV and Cookies

A week of rest at the coast.

Coast

We celebrated a year at Self Talk the Gospel!  Many articles, readers, and writers.  Such a blessing!

STG

Grateful to partner with these two (terrible picture, great people).

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Watched lots of 49ers games with the family (even though they’re the worst right now).

49ers

Celebrated Christmas with friends from high school.

Friends

Santino built these awesome bookshelves for our room.  We’re moving our office to our bedroom, it’s been a fun design and DIY project!

Bookshelves

Christmas with my family, my mom still hanging our gold macaroni wreaths each of us made in kindergarten!

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50 attempts of taking a picture with my nephews who are growing so fast!  This was my favorite.

Nephews

Lots of slow, quiet evenings at home.  I had such a full year, that I said no to a lot during the week to keep from being so busy and enjoyed slower evenings at home.

Home

There is much more that happened this year, hard, good, ordinary, and fun that isn’t captured.  I’m ending this year and starting next year with Sabbath, a few days to rest, slow down, delight, and enjoy all that God has done in 2014 and look forward to 2015.

I’m teaming up with OneWord365.com and Self Talk the Gospel to pick one word to meditate on for 2015.  I’ll post more in a couple of weeks.  

One Word

I hope you’ll take some time today to reflect on your year, how you use social media, and what you are hoping for in 2015.  I’d love to hear your reflections!

In love,

-Melissa

Solid Rock or Shifting Sand

Read Matthew 7:24-28
24 “Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock. 25 And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock. 26 And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not do them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand. 27 And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell, and great was the fall of it.”

28 And when Jesus finished these sayings, the crowds were astonished at his teaching, 29 for he was teaching them as one who had authority, and not as their scribes.

While we were in Israel, we experienced something in the desert that was very rare.

Flash Floods

The day before we were hiking in the Judean Wilderness, where it was at least 120 degrees outside. I have never cried from being hot like I did on that day. I will never go for a hike in the desert ever again as long as I’m alive.

Wadi

Wilderness

*I don’t know who this nice, contemplative lady is, but it definitely wasn’t me.  I was a hot mess off to the side, crying and praying for a swimming pool.

The next day we’re driving back to our hotel, and something unusual started to happen, in the desert, in June. It started to rain. The very place where we were hiking on dry land just 24 hours before, was now like gushing rivers of water in just a few moments. Cars were stuck in the road, water was flooding the streets, it was unreal.

*This was footage of a flash flood similar to the one we saw.  Unfortunately, I couldn’t access the video of the one we saw in 2012.

When Jesus tells us not to be foolish and build our house on sand, he is giving us a picture of what we saw that day in Israel. A picture of what it’s like building apart from Christ the solid rock, explaining how it will all wash away in a matter of minutes in a storm.

In the book of Proverbs, the wise and the fool are mentioned often. The wise takes heed of instruction, the fool gives way to his own desires. The wise listens and obeys, the fool sees and acts in haste.

Jesus ends his Sermon by reminding us that wisdom comes not just from hearing, but also from doing. Jesus has spent time teaching carefully how to enter the Kingdom, to rid us of self-righteousness, to seek what really matters, to love others and act accordingly.

But merely knowing Jesus said these things is not the same as living differently because of them. Jesus is not concerned about simply giving us life changing information, but He is concerned about changing our lives.

His teaching left the hearers in awe and astonished, in worship. Our worship of Jesus should lead us to repentance and obedience.

As we end our time in the Sermon on the Mount, take some time to reflect on Jesus’ words.

Will you build your house, your life, on the solid rock or shifting sand?

Will you seek first His kingdom or continue to seek and build your own?

Are you emptied of your self-righteousness, poor in spirit to be filled by His?

A Tree and Its Fruit

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Read Matthew 7:15-23
15 “Beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep’s clothing but inwardly are ravenous wolves. 16 You will recognize them by their fruits. Are grapes gathered from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? 17 So, every healthy tree bears good fruit, but the diseased tree bears bad fruit. 18 A healthy tree cannot bear bad fruit, nor can a diseased tree bear good fruit. 19 Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. 20 Thus you will recognize them by their fruits.

21 “Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22 On that day many will say to me, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and cast out demons in your name, and do many mighty works in your name?’ 23 And then will I declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from me, you workers of lawlessness.’

In college, every summer my friends and I would go to Santa Cruz for the week. We’d rent the same beach house and spend all week together lying near the ocean, drinking, going out to eat and partying at night. We’d wake up and make cocktails, lay out for awhile, have lunch, more cocktails, take a nap, then get ready for round 3 and go out to the bars in Capitola.

One afternoon we were all in the backyard, enjoying our pre-dinner drinks and fun conversation, somehow we got to talking about God. I don’t know how since we really didn’t talk about stuff like that often. A friend’s brother asked me if I believed in God to which I snapped back “Of course I do. Of course I believe in God!” He responded with a surprised tone “Really? I had no idea.”

I was so offended. How could he even think otherwise of me?? I mean, doesn’t everyone believe in God? Sure I wasn’t the most conservative-church going gal, but I obviously believed in something beyond this life.

After I calmed down a bit, I realized something . . . nothing in my life was evident that I believed in God. The fruit I was bearing was certainly not the kind of fruit that someone who believed in God would bear. I was drunk all the time, cussed like a sailor, smoked close to a pack of cigarettes a day, was super materialistic (thousands of dollars in credit card debt), practically lived with my boyfriend, and was overall pretty selfish.

Looking back, it’s no shock that someone would be unsure of my belief in God. My life told a very different story. That’s when I read this verse in the bible for the very first time, and it scared the hell out of me. Literally.

Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven.  (Matthew 7:21)

There are many who simply think that “knowing about God” is the same as knowing God. In fact James 2:19, another verse that scared the hell out of me, speaks to this as well:

You believe that God is one; you do well. Even the demons believe—and shudder!

Even the demons believe.
Not everyone who calls Lord, Lord will be saved, but the one who does the will of the Father who is in heaven.

This verse stopped me dead in my tracks. Simply saying I believe means nothing. Knowing about God is very different from knowing God. I realized I was nothing more than someone who acknowledged a Creator, but I had no idea what it meant to know God as my Redeemer and Savior.

God is not interested in lip service. He’s interested in those who serve with their hearts and their hands, those that put their money where there mouth is and live what they believe.

This is not a “you must do these works to be saved” messsgae. This is a “If you’re truly saved, your life will show it; you will do the will of the Father” message.

We will be known by the fruit we bear, not the fruit we talked about bearing or intended to bear. We will bear good fruit not by being rooted in our own good deeds, but by being rooted in the True Vine.

1. Read John 15:1-11. Write out your observations below.

2. Read Galatians 5:22 and list the fruit of the Spirit.

3. What kind of fruit would you be known for? When others look at your life, would they know you love God? How so?

The Narrow Gate

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“Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many. For the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find it are few.”  
(Matthew 7:13-14, ESV)

The Way is narrow.
The Way is hard that leads to life.

For most of us, we want the easy way. From the time we’re babies we learn that if we cry, we will immediately be soothed with a pacifier or loving arms.

We are not wired to readily accept and embrace hard.
At our core, we desire easy, we desire comfort.

We may have even been told that loving Jesus and “accepting Him” will make our lives easy. We enter in a relationship with God expecting Him to take our problems away, give us health, wealth, and prosperity. We think the path that leads to peace should be easy.

But instead, Jesus teaches us here, it’s hard. It’s narrow. At first glance, narrow and hard seem restrictive, unattractive, maybe even impossible.

We glance over to the ways of the world, the ways of immediate satisfaction and instant gratification, and think surely this must be the way to happiness, to eternal bliss. We tamper around with the way that is broad, the way of drunkenness, lust, materialism, etc. and we think that those things will bring satisfaction, when they really end in destruction.

What we can’t see is after the narrow gate, after the hard way, is the green pasture, the pasture of life and life abundant.

We don’t get our best life now, we are being prepared and molded for our best life in eternity, forever.

When we live for the moment, seeking pleasure here and now, we miss the blessing of life abundant in Christ.

We can look at the wide gate and enter in, only to be disappointed once we’re on the other side. Or we can take the hard way, through the narrow gate, and find ourselves in bliss and delight forevermore.

1. What are some things in today’s culture that might seem like “wide gates” or “narrow gates”?

2. Read John 10:1-10. What does Jesus refer to Himself as? What does he promise us at the end of verse 10?

3. What are some ways you are tempted to follow the path to the wide gate?

The Golden Rule

“In everything, therefore, treat people the same way you want them to treat you, for this is the Law and the Prophets.” (Matthew 7:12)

I struggle to love well. Sure I’m nice to those who are nice to me, and as long as you don’t do or say anything to upset me, I’m pretty good to you.

But, in everything? In everything, treat others as I want to be treated?

I want others to give me grace when I’m having a bad day or not walking in the Spirit. I want others to make me dinner when I’m tired. I want others to appreciate me and thank me and affirm me.

Yet, I am not so good at doing that for others. If I want to feel appreciated, seems like I should be the most appreciative to those around me. If I don’t to be gossiped about, then I shouldn’t gossip about others. If I want to be shown grace, then I should be the most gracious. If I want to be blessed, then I should be a blessing.

Instead, I’m usually selfish and I expect others to be selfless.

The way we love others really matters to God. In fact, the way we love others expresses our theology. So much so that Jesus tells us several times in the gospels that loving others sums up the Law and the Prophets. This is the heart of God, to love well. And not to love because we will be loved well back, but just to love well.

I don’t love well because the other person loved me first. I love well because Christ first loved me. My love for others, the way I treat others, should be a response to what Christ has done for me.

I don’t keep track of wrongdoings, or treat others well because they made me dinner or sent me a nice note in the mail. I treat them well regardless. I treat them well even if they’ve hurt me. I treat them the way I would want to be treated.

This is the heart of the Gospel. God loved us while we were His enemies. We are to love the enemies of God and treat them well in hopes that we’ll get to reflect that Christ-like love to them.

  1. How are you doing following this Golden Rule?
  1. Do you struggle to show grace to those around you? Why or why not?
  1. What are some ways you want to be treated? How can you do the same for others?

Ask. Seek. Knock.

Read Matthew 7:7-11

“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.  For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened.  Or what man is there among you who, when his son asks for a loaf, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, he will not give him a snake, will he?  If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give what is good to those who ask Him!”

In that day you will not question Me about anything. Truly, truly, I say to you, if you ask the Father for anything in My name, He will give it to you. Until now you have asked for nothing in My name; ask and you will receive, so that your joy may be made full.” (John 16:23-24)

“But if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all generously and without reproach, and it will be given to him.” (James 1:5)

Are you picking up on a theme here?

The LORD tells us to ask. Ask that it may be given. Ask for wisdom. Ask so that your joy may be full.

Ask in confidence that we have a Good Heavenly Father who wants to give His children good things. He wants to give us peace, joy, love, patience, and kindness. He wants us to find delight in Him, ask Him for good things!

Jesus tells us we do not have because we do not ask. We can ask anything in His will, and He will give it.

I do not have because I do not ask. I grow weary in my asking, I grow dull in my faith, and so I don’t ask.

When I look to God and His character, I can renew my hope in Him. I can remember of all things our God is, He is generous. He gives. When I am in need, He gives. When I am alone and heavy-hearted, He gives. When I am living in fear or worry or doubt, He gives.

We can have because we can ask.

  1. What are the things you have been asking of the LORD?
  1. Not asking is a lack of faith and trust in our God who hears. In what ways do you need to believe God and ask Him for good gifts?
  1. How can you remember the character of God and ask in light of that?