What are my options?
The conversations around my house lately have mostly dealt with options. As I am not at all shy about telling folks, Miss Sheri is an extraordinary cook. She is very capable in the kitchen, amazing me at her prowess and definitely keeping me fed. It would not matter to me what was for supper, but lately she wants me to choose. So, the question arises every day, “What do you want for dinner?” Well, that is entirely too big of a choice to make considering the vast amount of foods I enjoy. So, my response is typically, “what are my options?” which is not really what she’s looking for.
There are days when we are looking for the new thing, the easier thing, the better thing, when we come across a problem or a crisis. And we limit the options to that. What’s the better thing, or the easier way? What is the less painful choice? How can we get through this the quickest way? Is there a shortcut?
Everyone wants peace these days. But the peace we want is the peace we used to have, the way we used to be, the ease we used to experience. We tend to look at options as limiting to what we want rather than what God wants for us.
So, what are our options as Christians in 2020? If we are who we claim we are, if Jesus is who the Bible claims Him to be, then what are our options? It seems like a very open-ended question that we may have to search and pray for, but not really.
As 33% of Americans drop off the grid in a few months’ time, the evidence is this. Whatever they believed about Christ has been shown to be less than what He demanded from those He purchased. Whatever their thought does not hold to the teaching of the apostles, fellowship, communion and prayer that the early church adopted as purpose. Whatever made it so easy to depart was not at all an option we think we have. Idolatry is alive and well in America.
What once cost the early church their lives has become a culture-saturated edaphus that offers perspective rather than holiness. What had originally cost pastors their freedom because of the message has become pep talks and lust after comfort and wealth. What used to be separation and distinct living turned in to political influence as a voting block and idol worship that has made us pimp out our support based on a promise that has yet to be realized.
Options? There no options for Christians. Yet, we treat commands as options. Take up your cross daily. Be holy as I am holy. Love your neighbor as yourself. Forgive as you have been forgiven. Do not commit adultery. Do not covet. Do not kill. Do not steal. Do not have any gods before me. Do not neglect gathering together. Proclaim the Lord’s death until He comes. Go make disciples. Do not be unequally yoked.
These are just a few commands that we have turned into options. They’re optional because we have not died to self, we do not know Christ as Savior, and maybe, just maybe we don’t know the God of the Bible and our lives have not been changed by the cross.
Options are for hot dogs or steak. Not for the church. And certainly not for those who have been purchased by the very blood of Jesus on the cross.