Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Dec 2 - Matthew 6:28-30

Jesus said,

“And why worry

about your clothing?

Look at the lilies of the field

and how they grow.

They don’t work or make their clothing,

yet Solomon in all his glory was not

dressed as beautifully as they are.

And if God cares so wonderfully

for wildflowers that are here today

and thrown into the fire tomorrow,

he will certainly care for you.

Why do you have so little faith?

Matthew 6:28-30

 

Three key lines:

 

·         God cares so wonderfully.

·         He will certainly care for you.

·         So … why do you have so little faith?

 

Ouch.

 

But … wait.

 

Notice that Jesus didn’t say that worry equaled “no faith.” No faith equals eternal judgment. But little faith equals two things. One: Any faith at all equals heaven! (Eventually.) But at the moment little faith equals littler hope, littler encouragement, littler peace. Indeed, when our faith is small, our joy is incomplete.

 

It’s been said that the closest a believer will ever be to hell is right here on earth. And whenever we’re consumed by the cares of the world – worrying rather than trusting -- that’s when we experience … pain rather than peace … discouragement rather than hope … and hellish days rather than heaven’s present joys.

 

Faith claims God’s gift. This current gift – God’s present present to us – is the truthful assurance that God cares wonderfully for humans, in general … and that he certainly, uniquely, and personally cares for you.

 

Indeed, if the Masterful Creator cares about a wildflower in the back corner of an overgrown field, are you trusting that he certainly cares for you?!

 

Yes, he cares about your physical bumps and bruises. He cares about your bruised heart and bumped ego. He cares about your family … and your country … and your finances … and, well, everything!

 

So read those three things again …

 

·         God cares so wonderfully.

·         He will certainly care for you.

·         So … why not have a little a more confidence?

 

In Christ’s Love,

a guy who wants to

grow a mustard seed

(and move mountains)

 

 

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