Testimony, Part II
"You are the light of the world... Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven."
~ Matthew 5:14-16 (NKJV)
Jesus says we are the light of the world. He later says He is The Light of the world. That is two uses of the definite article "the." We are evidently like the moon in reflecting the Son.
So how do we shine just as brightly as we can, expressing the love, joy, peace, etc., that the Holy Spirit puts in us, and do it in a way that says "Jesus" rather than "me"? Seriously! If you see a dazzling full moon light up a black velvet sky, do you think of the sun?
Even if it sounds cliché, I believe most Christians want to mean it when they say, "It's not about me, it's about Him."
So do we really mean it?
In the movie The Blind Side (based on a true story), Leigh Anne Tuohy's motive for doing good is called into account, and she starts to second guess herself. That scene hit me hard. I know I’ve got plenty of pride and general yuckiness that the Holy Spirit is still working out of me—how pure are my own motives?
Jason Stasyszyn recently wrote an article titled "The Intoxication of Feeling Needed." I believe I genuinely love people. I look for opportunities to show kindness simply because it feels good to drip Jesus on others—because it really is more blessed to give than to receive. But am I drunk with the Spirit or drunk with self-gratification?
And on those occasions when someone else openly questions my motives ... it's like being punched in the stomach and wanting to vomit. I feel I've failed to shine my Jesus. But I also have enough ego to be hurt.
And I question which one bothers me more ...
"Jesus is my Lord, God and King.
It matters less what people think of me
than what they think of Jesus Christ because of me."
~ @anne4JC Twitter bio
I mean every one of those words. I love Jesus and I love our Father more than words are adequate to express, powerful as words are. And I am so glad I died on the day I was born with His identity. I want to live His life and forget about mine, even on the days I fail to do that.
The enemy is merciless in attacking. But on days when I've cared about nothing else, those words on my bio have kept me going. When I'm angry, I remind myself that I'm speaking for Jesus and check myself. When I'm depressed, I remind myself that I'm reflecting Jesus and dig deep to put on some joy. When I'm really, really weary, I remind myself that I'm a walking testimony to the ability to do all things through Christ who strengthens me, and I draw upon His strength to keep on keeping on.
Because it's not about me. It truly is all about Him.
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