Tag: Follow Jesus

  • Thirty Pieces At A Time

    Thirty Pieces At A Time

    “Then Jesus spoke to them again, saying, ‘I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life.’”
    —John 8:12, NKJV

    A statement appeared in my Facebook feed on Sunday, and I was immediately convicted:

    The sin you refuse to depart from is your thirty pieces of silver. The more you entertain that sin, the more you are trading Jesus for it.

    The wording is severe.

    Perhaps it is supposed to be.

    We have become accustomed to softening difficult truths. We cushion the warning, qualify the consequences, and reassure people that everyone struggles. All of that may be true, but sometimes truth is supposed to hurt. Sometimes the sharpness of conviction is what awakens us from spiritual slumber.

    Jesus could be gentle with the broken, patient with the confused, and compassionate toward those trapped in sin. But He also called religious hypocrites “whitewashed tombs,” “blind guides,” and a “brood of vipers.” He spoke of cutting off a hand and plucking out an eye—not as instructions for physical mutilation, but as deliberately severe language about the danger of tolerated sin.

    Jesus was not cruel, but neither did He make truth comfortable for people who had become comfortable in their compromise.

    The statement about thirty pieces of silver is not directed toward someone who hates their sin, falls, repents, and continues fighting. It confronts the person who has stopped fighting—the professing follower of Jesus who has decided there is something they will not surrender.

    There is a difference between struggling against sin and protecting it.

    There is a difference between falling and arranging to return.

    There is a difference between being tempted and pulling out a chair, setting the table, and inviting temptation to stay.

    The danger is not merely the sin that catches us off guard. It is the sin we entertain, accommodate, excuse, and eventually defend.

    Before the Thirty Pieces

    Judas did not suddenly become a betrayer when the chief priests placed silver in his hand. The betrayal had begun long before that moment.

    John tells us that Judas was already stealing from the disciples’ money box. When Mary poured expensive oil on the feet of Jesus, Judas objected:

    “Why was this fragrant oil not sold for three hundred denarii and given to the poor?”
    —John 12:5, NKJV

    His protest sounded compassionate, but Scripture exposes what was hiding underneath it:

    “This he said, not that he cared for the poor, but because he was a thief, and had the money box; and he used to take what was put in it.”
    —John 12:6, NKJV

    The thirty pieces did not create Judas’s divided loyalty. They revealed it.

    In an earlier reflection, “Divided Loyalties,” we considered the impossibility of following Christ while preserving something within us that refuses His authority. Judas shows us where that division can eventually lead.

    Before there was open betrayal, there had been private theft. Before Judas sold Jesus publicly, he had repeatedly chosen greed privately. One concealed compromise prepared him for another until something that may once have been unthinkable became negotiable.

    That is how tolerated sin works.

    What was once unthinkable becomes negotiable.

    What becomes negotiable eventually becomes permissible.

    What becomes permissible eventually becomes normal.

    And what becomes normal eventually stops producing conviction.

    Public betrayal is often the final expression of a private compromise.

    The Doorway in the Alley

    Yesterday, in “The Same Dark Alley”, I wrote about an image Lisa sent me of a dark alley with light visible at the far end. We saw the same image from two different perspectives.

    Lisa immediately saw the light.

    She saw the destination. No matter how dark the alley became, if we kept our eyes fixed on the light and continued walking toward it, we would eventually make it through.

    I noticed the dangers along the way—the twists, shadows, dark corners, hidden passages, and doorways.

    Both perspectives were true.

    The alley itself is life. Christ is the light at its end. As we travel through life, we encounter temptations, disappointments, wounds, complications, and countless opportunities to become distracted. If we keep our eyes on the Light, He will guide us through.

    But it is easy to take a detour into one of the alley’s dark doorways.

    Most people do not step through such a doorway intending to abandon Christ. It may begin with curiosity. Loneliness. Anger. Wounded pride. The desire for pleasure, relief, approval, or control.

    We tell ourselves we are only stepping aside for a moment. We still intend to follow Jesus. We simply want to investigate something beside the path.

    But once inside, it is easy to become disoriented.

    The deeper we wander, the harder it becomes to remember where the opening was. Our eyes adjust to the darkness. Things that once appeared dangerous begin to look ordinary. Things we would once have immediately rejected begin to appear harmless.

    The enemy does not need us to renounce Jesus at the entrance. He only needs us to step through one doorway and remain there long enough for our eyes to adjust.

    Paul warned:

    “Nor give place to the devil.”
    —Ephesians 4:27, NKJV

    A foothold is not the complete surrender of territory. It is one small place yielded to the enemy.

    But the enemy never intends to remain confined to the small space we initially surrender. He uses that position to press farther inward.

    What begins as a foothold becomes a stronghold.

    What begins as a detour becomes a new direction.

    What begins as something we control eventually takes control of us.

    Judas Walked With the Light

    Judas did not merely walk toward the Light. He walked beside Him.

    He heard Jesus teach. He witnessed miracles. He watched blinded eyes open and the dead raised to life. He traveled, ministered, and prayed alongside the other disciples. Jesus washed his feet and gave him a place at the table.

    Yet proximity to Jesus never became complete surrender to Jesus.

    Somewhere along the alley, money caught Judas’s attention. Perhaps the first theft seemed insignificant. He could take a little from the money box and continue following Jesus. For a while, he may have believed he could accommodate both discipleship and greed.

    But greed became a doorway.

    Once Judas entered it, his spiritual vision began adjusting to the darkness. Stealing became normal. Mary’s worship began to look wasteful. The chief priests began to look like potential business partners. Eventually, betraying Jesus—something he may never have imagined at the beginning—became worth considering for the right price.

    Thirty pieces of silver echoed the value assigned to a slave. Judas did not simply sell Jesus; he valued Him cheaply.

    Every protected sin makes a similar statement about value:

    This pleasure is worth disobeying Him for.

    This resentment is worth withholding forgiveness for.

    This pride is worth resisting correction for.

    This secret is worth weakening my relationship with Him for.

    We would never stand in church and say those words aloud. But deliberate disobedience says them through our choices.

    Sin Changes What We Can See

    Judas may have considered greed his private weakness, but protected sin never remains confined to one compartment of life.

    His greed affected how he viewed Mary’s worship. Because he wanted access to the value of the oil, her sacrifice looked irresponsible. The sin he protected began interpreting what he saw.

    That still happens.

    Pride makes correction look like persecution.

    Bitterness makes mercy look unjust.

    Lust makes boundaries look unreasonable.

    Greed makes generosity look wasteful.

    Resentment makes reconciliation look like weakness.

    The darkness does not always hide what is in front of us. Sometimes it changes the way we see it.

    James described the progression:

    “But each one is tempted when he is drawn away by his own desires and enticed. Then, when desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, brings forth death.”
    —James 1:14–15, NKJV

    The destination visible from the entrance is never the destination sin ultimately has in mind.

    The Light Has Not Moved

    There is mercy even in this severe warning.

    Jesus knew what Judas had done and what he was preparing to do. Yet He still washed Judas’s feet, seated him at the table, and gave him opportunities to turn back.

    Conviction is evidence that the Light is still reaching into the darkness.

    When God puts His finger on something we have been protecting, He is not merely exposing us. He is warning us about what is attempting to destroy us while there is still time to turn around.

    Exposure is not rejection.

    Conviction is an invitation to return.

    Judas eventually returned the silver and admitted that he had betrayed innocent blood. But he carried his remorse back to the religious leaders rather than carrying his sin to Jesus. He discarded the payment, but he did not return to the Savior.

    Peter also became disoriented in the alley. Fear drew him into a dark corner where denying Jesus suddenly appeared safer than confessing Him. But when Jesus looked at Peter, he remembered. He wept, turned, and remained within reach of restoration.

    Both men failed Jesus.

    One turned back toward the Light.

    The other surrendered to the darkness.

    What Are We Choosing?

    Every day, our choices assign value. They reveal what we believe Jesus is worth.

    The question is not merely, “Would I sell Jesus for thirty pieces of silver?” Almost every professing Christian would immediately answer no.

    The harder question is:

    What have I already begun choosing over Him in smaller amounts?

    Because what begins in smaller amounts does not remain small.

    One compromise becomes another. What we entertain, we eventually accommodate. What we accommodate, we begin to protect. What we continually protect begins to claim territory within us.

    And what we repeatedly choose over Jesus will eventually displace Him entirely.

    Judas did not trade Jesus all at once.

    He entered a doorway in the alley and continued walking, one decision at a time.

    Keep your eyes on the Light. Be careful which doors you enter. And if you realize that you have lost your bearings, do not continue deeper simply because you are ashamed that you wandered.

    Turn around.

    The Light is still there.

  • Sometimes You Hear Best In the Dark

    Sometimes You Hear Best In the Dark

    One evening in Puerto Rico, Lisa came in from sitting on the balcony with Ashlee.

    We were eight floors above the ocean, with a beautiful oceanfront view. During the day, you could see the water stretching toward the horizon.

    But at night, much of that view disappeared.

    Even with moonlight, there were still shadows. Dark places. Areas where the eye simply could not make out what was there.

    Lisa said something that stayed with me.

    “Sometimes you hear best when you’re in the dark.”

    She had been sitting outside listening.

    The wind.

    The surf.

    The insects.

    Even the sound of Ashlee breathing beside her.

    None of those sounds suddenly appeared because the sun went down.

    They had been there all along.

    The darkness simply made her more aware of them.

    Her words immediately took me back many years.

    As a young man, I went on a lot of late-night horseback rides. Sometimes the moon was bright enough to give me a general idea of where I was going, but there were always shadows where my eyes could not clearly make out the trail.

    There were times when I trusted the horse’s instincts more than my own eyesight.

    And something else happened in the darkness.

    I listened differently.

    I could hear twigs snapping.

    Leaves rustling as small animals moved through them.

    Sounds that might have gone unnoticed in daylight suddenly got my attention.

    The darkness did not mean I was on the wrong trail.

    It simply meant I could not see as much of it.

    I think we sometimes confuse those two things spiritually.

    There are seasons when we cannot see where God is leading us.

    We cannot see what He is doing.

    We cannot see how the situation is going to work out.

    And because we cannot see the road ahead, we begin to wonder whether we somehow missed God altogether.

    But just because you cannot see where you are going does not mean you are on the wrong track.

    And it does not mean you are alone.

    Jesus said:

    “My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.” ~ John 10:27, NKJV ~

    Notice what Jesus did not say.

    He did not say His sheep would always see the entire path.

    He said they would hear His voice.

    There is a difference.

    Sometimes we spend so much energy asking God to show us the road that we forget to listen for the One who is leading us down it.

    “Lord, show me what happens next.”

    “Show me how this is going to work.”

    “Show me where this is going.”

    “Show me what You are doing.”

    And sometimes the answer does not come as more light.

    Sometimes the answer comes as a voice in the darkness saying,

    “Follow Me.”

    David wrote:

    “Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You,
    But the night shines as the day;
    The darkness and the light are both alike to You.”
    ~ Psalm 139:12 ~

    The darkness that limits my vision does not limit His.

    My darkness is not God’s darkness.

    I may not know what lies around the next bend.

    He does.

    I may not be able to see ten steps ahead.

    He can see the entire journey.

    Faith is not pretending the darkness is not real.

    Faith is not claiming we know where everything is going.

    Sometimes faith is simply saying:

    “I cannot see the trail very clearly right now, but I know the voice of the One I am following.”

    Maybe you have been asking God to turn the lights back on.

    Maybe you have been asking Him to show you the whole road.

    But perhaps this season is teaching you something else.

    To listen.

    To recognize His voice.

    To trust His leading.

    Because you do not always need to see the entire trail.

    You need to know the voice of the One leading you.

    And sometimes…

    you hear the Master best in the dark.

  • When Conviction Loses Compassion

    When Conviction Loses Compassion

    One of the saddest realities of our culture is that we have become convinced we must choose between truth and compassion.

    We’re told that if we stand for biblical truth, we cannot truly love people.

    Or, if we genuinely love people, we must eventually surrender biblical truth.

    Jesus accepted neither option.

    He never compromised truth.

    He never withheld compassion.

    And somehow, two thousand years later, many of us have managed to separate what He perfectly united.

    Before we go any further, let me be equally clear about where I stand. I believe God’s design for marriage and sexuality is revealed in Scripture, and I do not have the authority to redefine what God has already spoken. At the same time, I believe every person—regardless of their beliefs, identity, choices, or lifestyle—is created in the image of God and is therefore worthy of dignity, compassion, and respect. These convictions are not in conflict. In fact, they belong together.

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    I recently came across a simple quote that has lingered in my mind:

    “When you hold a belief so tightly you cannot see another’s humanity, it will eventually obscure your own.”

    Whether the author intended it or not, I immediately thought of Jesus.

    Not because He abandoned truth…

    But because He never allowed truth to become an excuse for forgetting the value of the person standing in front of Him.

    Think about His ministry.

    The woman caught in adultery.

    The Samaritan woman at the well.

    Matthew, the tax collector.

    Zacchaeus.

    The lepers everyone else avoided.

    The demoniac living among the tombs.

    People whom society had already categorized, condemned, dismissed, or avoided.

    Jesus never ignored their sin.

    But neither did He ignore their humanity.

    He saw people before He addressed their problems.

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    Genesis tells us something remarkable.

    Every human being is created in the image of God.

    Not just Christians.

    Not just people who agree with us.

    Not just those living according to Scripture.

    Every person.

    Sin has marred that image, but it has not erased it.

    That truth should forever change the way followers of Christ see people.

    The person addicted to drugs.

    The man sitting in prison.

    The woman who has had multiple abortions.

    The atheist.

    The Muslim.

    The political activist.

    The LGBTQ+ individual.

    The person who hurt you.

    The family member who rejected your values.

    The coworker who mocks your faith.

    Every one of them still bears the imprint of the Creator.

    If God saw enough value in them to create them…

    And enough value in them to send His Son to die for them…

    Who am I to pretend they are beneath my compassion?

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    James writes something that should stop every Christian in their tracks.

    With our mouths we bless God…

    And with those same mouths we curse people who have been made in the likeness of God.

    James says these things should not be.

    Think about that.

    When I insult, mock, dehumanize, or rejoice in another person’s humiliation, I am doing so against someone who still carries the fingerprints of God.

    That doesn’t excuse sin.

    It simply reminds me that sinners are still people.

    Sometimes I wonder if we’ve become so busy defending biblical positions that we’ve forgotten why God gave us those truths in the first place.

    The purpose of truth is not to win arguments.

    The purpose of truth is to lead people to Christ.

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    Jesus never confused acceptance with approval.

    He welcomed people without affirming everything they did.

    He loved them enough to meet them where they were.

    He also loved them too much to leave them there.

    To the woman caught in adultery He extended mercy…

    Then He called her to leave her sin.

    Those are not contradictory actions.

    They are the very definition of biblical love.

    Love without truth leaves people lost.

    Truth without love leaves people hopeless.

    The Gospel has always been both.

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    During the past month, as conversations surrounding Pride once again filled social media, I noticed something that deeply grieved me.

    Not the disagreements.

    Disagreement is inevitable.

    Christians and our culture have very different understandings of sexuality, marriage, and identity.

    Those conversations matter.

    But what disturbed me wasn’t disagreement.

    It was the hatred.

    The mocking.

    The cruel jokes.

    The celebration of another person’s pain.

    The comments that seemed to delight in making someone feel less than human.

    I couldn’t help but wonder…

    When did we decide that cruelty became a fruit of the Spirit?

    There is nothing Christlike about humiliating someone.

    There is nothing holy about ridicule.

    There is nothing righteous about treating another image-bearer of God as though they have no value.

    If we believe someone is living apart from God’s design, shouldn’t that move us toward compassion instead of contempt?

    After all…

    That’s exactly how Jesus treated us.

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    The Apostle Paul wrote words that every believer should remember:

    “Such were some of you.”

    Those words level the ground beneath the cross.

    Every Christian has a past.

    Every Christian has needed grace.

    Every Christian has stood in desperate need of mercy.

    The only difference between us and anyone still trapped in sin is not our goodness.

    It’s God’s grace.

    That realization should produce humility instead of arrogance.

    Compassion instead of contempt.

    Tears instead of insults.

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    Perhaps the greatest danger isn’t abandoning biblical convictions.

    It’s allowing those convictions to harden our hearts.

    The Pharisees knew Scripture better than almost anyone.

    Yet they looked into the eyes of the Son of God and could not recognize Him because their hearts had become so consumed with being right that they no longer loved the people they were supposed to shepherd.

    Knowledge had replaced mercy.

    Religion had replaced relationship.

    Truth had lost compassion.

    May that never be true of us.

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    As followers of Christ, we should never apologize for what Scripture teaches.

    But neither should we apologize for loving the people Christ died to save.

    Those are not opposing commitments.

    They are inseparable.

    If my convictions cause me to look down on people…

    Something is wrong with my heart.

    If my theology allows me to despise those Christ willingly died for…

    Something is wrong with my theology.

    Because every person I meet is someone Jesus considered worth stretching out His hands for.

    And if He could love them enough to die for them…

    Surely I can love them enough to treat them with dignity.

    Final Word

    The world often tells us we must choose between conviction and compassion.

    Jesus chose neither.

    He embodied both.

    He never compromised truth.

    He never forgot a person’s worth.

    As His followers, neither should we.

    Because biblical conviction should never make us less compassionate.

    It should remind us just how much compassion God first showed us.