Thursday, January 5, 2017

This Sunday @ Locust Hill UMC::: Remember Whose YOU Are


It doesn't take long for a child to have this innate desire to belong. Longing for a friend to journey this life with them. The quest for belonging doesn't ever cease. We long to be known and to be apart of something. We long for the friend that we can trust and the center of many of our fears is that we will be lonely and abandoned. 

This Sunday is Baptism of the Lord Sunday (whether it snows or not). It is a day where we intentionally remember our baptism. I could get into the complexities of our denominational doctrines and why we see Baptism the way we do. I could invite us to remember the event of our own baptism and the details that surrounded that moment but I think in someways that diminishes the beauty of baptism. Because it isn't so much about doctrine (which is important and significant) nor is it just about the day of the event (which is also significant). 

It is beautiful reminder through tangible means of the Father's profound grace lavished on us. As the heavens were opened we hear the Father say to Jesus and us, "This is my son..." "This is my child..." You are mine. You belong. 

A beautiful reminder that what we receive in our baptism is the fulfillment and consummation of what we seek day after day. God's voice to us proclaims, "You belong..." You don't have compete for his affection. You don't have to pretend to be something you are not. You are fully embraced in the arms of God's grace just as you are. Just as he created you to be as you were being formed in your mother's womb. 

Maybe what we need on this day is not to remember simply our doctrines or the actual events but much more to remember that we belong to God. We remember yet again that we are not wandering orphans but children of the Father. 

How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure,
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss -
The Father turns His face away,
As wounds which mar the Chosen One

Bring many sons to glory.