CHANGING MY CLOTHES
The night is far gone; the day is at hand. So then let us cast off the works of darkness and put on the armor of light. Romans 13:12
The night, referring to this evil age, has about run its course. It’s not the time to faint nor sink into despair over evil. I can perceive Jesus on the horizon. The coming Light of the world is like a racehorse at the starting gate, just waiting for His Father to say, “Son, it’s time!” Can you hear Him panting? Can you feel His heart beating faster? He’s eager. He’s ready.
The genocide of Darfur? Over. Persecution and martyrdom of God’s children in the world? Over. Youth taking guns to school to exact revenge? Over. Corruption in government, in business, in church leadership? Over. The things that make me double over in pain and weep? Over.
Today is not just another day on the calendar. It’s a day nearing the end of our age. It elicits a strong response. It’s not the time to weigh a sinful choice against a righteous choice and think, “Ok, I guess I’ll choose God’s way.” That’s way too casual an approach. Paul said to ‘cast off darkness’. That’s a strong picture. I am to open my eyes wide, see the day in front of me and cast off anything associated with this evil age; its mindset, its values, its shady temptations. I throw each thing off like a heavy coat someone wants me to wear when it’s 100 degrees outside. I can’t get it off fast enough.
What do I put on? I wear what God wears. Isaiah 59:17 For He put on righteousness as a breastplate, and a helmet of salvation on His head; He put on the garments of vengeance for clothing and was clad with zeal as a cloak.
To wear the armor of light with zeal is to walk through my day with the eyes of Christ, enacting the laws of the kingdom upon my world, defending truth where Jesus would defend it. When He saw that the moneychangers and sellers of livestock had overrun the temple and corrupted it with its dishonest business practices, He drove them out with whips. What He said, “Stop turning my Father’s house into a marketplace,” had been prophesied in Psalm 69. “My zeal for your house, O Lord, burns in me like fire.”
That same zeal is promised to me. Apathy is cast off. Zeal is put on like a cloak. I press close to Jesus ear to hear my last marching orders. He’s poised and ready to come back, but while He waits for God’s final word, He’s gives last minute instructions to His church.
So, I’m listening. I will wear Him; wear His light. Light warms and invites but light also repels. I expect both in my world today.
Don’t let me be taken back by the sparks of wearing Light. It is the time for boldness. And don’t let me be taken back by the grief of zeal. Time is short and Your compassion is pro-active. Through me, you stand on the edge of my Jerusalem and weep. Amen